Don’t see why you need a crappy old TV for that. I hooked up a VCR to my LCD using RCA and S-Video and an Atari 2600 direct to the TV through the coaxial input, although I had to pull out an old VHF/UHF splitter/combiner I had in the cabling box to deal with the twin-lead design from 30 years ago. Only thing I haven’t managed to get to work is the Namco GunCon that came with Time Crisis thanks to the difference in the technology.
I actually could use a switch box, as my TV doesn’t have separate composite and component inputs and the PS2 and the Wii take up all the space as a result. It’d be nice to actually get the VCR and the Dreamcast permanently installed as well, but for that I need both a composite and a component switch box. And I’ve somehow run out of HDMI ports as well, despite having four built-in.
LOL. I have a soldering iron and spare circuit boards and components that might be useful in an extreme survival situation just as mentioned. However, one would need access to an electric power source.
You are going to regret it. Large flat-screen TV’s are going to look as dated as Cyndi Lauper in knee warmers in a few years. All of the truly hip people are going to have truly classic box TV’s - the heavier and more original the better. Mark my words. It is as inevitable of the cyclical resurgence of bell bottoms and flannel shirts.
Holy crap, I had that sofa! Well, mine was hardwood and gold velvet, not solid black, but I loved that sectional so very much. It was a sofa a single woman could move into a third floor apartment single handedly, piece by piece. And you could push it all together and make an awesome velvety nest for, uh, cuddling, that’s it, cuddling. I’m so bummed I let my ex-husband talk me into getting rid of it.
(I had it in 1995, however. Not exactly cutting edge in home design at that point. But soooooo comfy and practical.)
Which is precisely what I hated about them, mostly because I frequently had to carry them around. Whatever charm they may have had was quickly lost when I had to help hoist a giant pile of wood, glass, and metal up onto a bench every few minutes.
I got a freecycled CRT telly about that big if not bigger a few years ago. After carrying it up several flights of stairs it didn’t feel free and I felt like I was irrevocably broken.
Damn son, you gotta snatch that golden piece of history up. You know how much that is going to be worth in 20 years when external tvs are extinct and we’re’ll watching tv through implants in our eye orbs.