A (usually annual) gathering of old, stinky, unwashed, and severely overweight men (with a limited number of women, usually of the same qualities) where antiquated and largely useless radio equipment is bought, sold, and traded, usually at exorbitantly high prices.
While some hamfests are useful for finding odd parts and rare equipment, many have degraded in quality over the years and are not worth going to any more.
I was at this one hamfest
in Bowie, MD and this hambone
picked up a simplex repeater
and said, "Duh, so it records the radio, TTX?"
h4mb0n3-1: Man, did you go to the Vienna hamfest this year, the one at NOVA?
h4mb0n3-2: No way, d00d, that hamfest is not as good as it used to be.
A crappy, 2-stroke moped. Commonly found in Europe, struggling to climb a steep hill outside your flat at 4am.
h4x0r1: Hey d00d, did you hear that shitped last night?
h4x0r2: Yeah d00d, fuckin' shitped woke me up.
The FCC callsign issued to the Virginia State Police (VSP
) in the Fairfax area on 159.000 MHz
Since the dispatchers say the call sign so often, they tend to slur it together so it sounds something like "K da A 586" or "K da 586."
Some also say "K N double-A 586"
5044 to Fairfax, I'm 10-17...
10-4 5044, at 0049, KNAA586
An excessively geeky, stinky, or strange ham (amateur) radio operator. In other words, your typical ham radio operator.
Even though I have my ham license, I'm not a hambone
because I'm normal.