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Marxism has now confirmed: Capitalism is dying.
Yet another crippling bombshell hit the beleaguered bourgeoisie when
Das Kapital confirmed that the rate of profit tends to fall
leading to crisis, war and the ultimate destruction of the capitalism
system. Coming on the heels of the latest economic data showing that
the US is entering a deep recession, this news serves to reinforce
what we've know all along. Capitalism is collapsing in complete disarray,
as further exemplified by failing dead last in the recent Sys Admin
comprehensive networking test.
You don't need to be a Lenin to predict capitalism's future. The hand
writing is on the wall: capitalism faces a bleak future. In fact there
won't be any future at for capitalism because capitalism is dying. Things
are looking very bad for capitalism. As many of us are already aware
surplus value (S) is redistributed among individual capitals by
competition leading to an average rate of profit (r) relative to the
organic composition of capital. In order to improve their position
individual capitalism must increase their production of surplus value;
either by increasing the length of working day, but this has
physiological limits or by increasing the constant capital used but
this leads to a fall in the average rate of profit.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
Capitalist leader George W Bush states that there 7000 capitalists.
How about members of the proletariat are there? Let's see. The number
of proletariats in America is roughly 200 million. Therefore
there are about 100000 workers which for each person with an
interest in capitalism. A recent article put the petty bourgeoisie at
a rapidly declining proportion of the population. This is consistent
with the predictions of the communist manifesto.
Due to the troubles of British imperialism, two world wars and so on,
European capitalism went out of business and was taken over by Yankee
imperialism who were also in trouble. Now US imperialism is also dead,
its venality and corruption exposed by its own creation, radical
Islam.
All major surveys show that capitalism has steadily declined in credibility.
Capitalism is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very
dim. If capitalism is to survive at all it will be as a fascist
dictatorship. Capitalism continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could
save it at this point in time. For all practical purposes, capitalism is
dead.
*BSD is dying
I am a CLIT
There I said it now where is my +5 funny?
Turns out its pretty much the same as Series 1
That might be fun to play with, beings as I was not even around when those things were "popular".
I don't really get this, but I suppose some people might be into it.
Let me know when they port Linux to it.
- Have a picture
Oral sex is the way many women first get exposed to dog love.
Dogs are naturally attracted to the scent of a woman's vagina, so
many of you have already discovered that Rover likes to sniff
your panties or even your crotch. Allowing him to take it a step
further is an excellent way to experience some of the greatest
oral sex you will ever have in your life! One of the nicest
things about allowing a dog to lick your snatch is that most male
dogs will spend much more time than a human male providing you
with the most electrifying oral sex. A dogs tongue is also much
longer and is able to get to many places that a man can't or
won't. A dogs tongue is covered with thousands of tiny buds that
when he licks your clitoris you will feel sensations that you did
not know existed. And, how many of you have had a man give you
analingus? Not many i'll bet. Well, I'm hear to tell you that
having your ass licked is a great thing, and a dog has no problem
doing it for you!. If you have never experienced a tongue working
from the very top of your slit all the way around to the end of
your crack you have truly missed something grand.
There are several very good positions for you to try if you want
to try this. If you decide that your preference is
clitoral/vaginal only I have found one position that works very
well. I recommend that you sit on the edge of a bed so that the
back of your calfs are flat against the edge of the bed. You then
lay straight back picking your feet up and placing the on the
edge of the bed. This will expose your clitoris, labia and vagina
to his waiting tongue. For those of you who would like more but
want to prevent him from trying to mount you then the ideal
position is reclining on your side, on pillows or cushions, on
the floor. All you have to do at that point is to raise your leg
a little and he will have access to all of your pussy and ass.
For those of you that want that ultimate experience you will have
to give give him full and total access to you. This can only
happen when you are down on all fours. Now I know that staying in
that position for more than a few minutes is not comfortable at
all but there is one way that I have found that will be both very
comfortable and very enjoying. You kneel at the edge of your bed
and then lie the upper part of you body face down onto the bed,
keeping your knees on the floor. You then spread your knees apart
as much as you dare giving him full access to you. One very
important item to remember while you are considering what
position you would like to use is that if you do not wish to have
him mount you this is not the position to use.
Now that we gone over all the wonderful things that a dog can do
for you with his tongue, lets talk about what you can do with
yours. According to several doctors and veterinarians I have
spoken with, a dogs cock is three times cleaner that a mans cock.
A dog will spend considerable time every day cleaning it, how
many men do you know that do that? So, why not try it? I find
that when I am sucking off a dog, I have a tremendous amount of
mental stimulation that gets me horny as hell! Just knowing that
I am sucking on an animals dick will get me so horny, that it
doesn't take much to get me off. I will usually use a free hand
to masturbate while I am sucking him, and I have some of the
greatest orgasms this way.
Most male dogs will gladly allow you to suck them and there are
many positions to do it in. I find that two positions are very
good and are easy to accomplish. For those of you that are just
starting out and are nervous about doing it I recommend that you
have him lie on his back with you next to him. This will give you
full access to his cock and be able to control all the action.
But, another great method I use is to lie on my back with the
back of my head slightly raised by a pillow and have him stand
over me with his cock within reach of my mouth. Then he humps me
and does all the work, leaving my hands free to masturbate myself
with. One important thing to remember when sucking a dog: While
most men like to have their balls rubbed or fondled while having
their cocks sucked, this is not so with all dogs. Before starting
any sexual activity with him touch and feel his cock and balls to
insure that he does like it. The next thing that we are going to
do now that we have gotten into the position that we prefer is
begin to get him aroused. I find that the best way is to first
gently stroke his cock through his sheath until it begins to
enlarge and slip out. Once you have at least an inch of him out
of his sheath you should gently take him into your mouth. You
should continue to gently stoke him with your hand while you
begin to slowly move you mouth back and forth over his cock. As
you do this his cock will continue to enlarge until he reaches
full erection.
While you are moving your mouth over his cock you should try to
place the tip of you tongue into the indentation on the head of
his cock as this will cause his to reach his climax. As he gets
closer to his climax you will notice that at the base of his cock
there is a very large bulge known as his knot. This knot is used
to hold his cock inside a female (dog or human) until he has
finished ejaculating. If you are considering going further then
you should make a mental note of the size of his cock and knot.
The average large dog has a cock, when aroused, that is 5 to 7
inches long and 1 and half to 2 inches wide. The knot for a dog
whose cock is 6 inches long and 1 and a half wide can be two
inches long and 4 inches wide. A dog is different than most
mammals as from the time they begin to become aroused until they
begin to get soft they will have some form of ejaculate coming
from their cocks. At first arousal there is a clear thin fluid
that tastes like iron and has the consistency of water, this is
his precum that is for lubrication so his knot will slip into the
females vagina. At full arousal is when he actually will produce
his sperm and you can tell when this happens as his cum will
begin to have a slightly salty taste to it. You should be aware
that his cum will never be as thick as a mans but he will produce
about twice as much as a man. I personally think that dog cum
tastes much better than man cum.
Do you even lift?
These aren't the 'roids you're looking for.
I like the fact that they give you an emulator to play with until you can ever afford the real thing!
"I think you know what I'm talkin' about, Mr. President; We're gonna kill us a mummy!" - Bruce Campbell as Elvis Presley
Jim Woban stared at the screen of his word processor and
tried again to make words appear. Sometimes it was too frustra-
ting to bear. A story would begin and take itself through chap-
ters of action, romance and mystery, and then leave him aban-
doned, suddenly without words or inspiration, only a deadline for
his tyrannical editor, Jake, or Arnie, his parasite of an agent!
He caught himself and mentally chastised his thoughts. Both
men had been more than fair and helped him through the rough
times of his divorce, extending time and money when they would
have been more than justified in leaving him in a pool of self-
pity and cheap Scotch.
It had only been a few months, seven, to be exact, that he
had suddenly found himself single, his net worth dramatically
reduced, and his world in a total shambles. Since then, he had
sold the house, invested as much of the money as he could (thanks
to Arnie's nagging) and moved to this rented room to finish the
novel Jake had commissioned at some jeopardy to his own position.
His publishing house disliked large advances to lush writers
whose past efforts were slightly above mediocre!
In the kitchen below him, he could hear Katie Sorben moving
about cooking dinner for her husband and their boarder. Katie and
Karl were in their early thirties, but had only been married a
few years; both had been married before. Karl was a machinist at
a local plant and Katie worked 6 A.M. to Noon at a bakery. They
had bought a large house with a large mortgage and found they had
to take in a boarder to make ends meet. Their ad had hit the
paper two months after Jim's life jumped into the dumper.
Ten years their senior, he lived quietly and tried not to
interfere in their daily lives, with the exception of the dinner
meal. Lately, Karl had been inviting him to join them watching
the Sunday football games and Katie had extended the invitation
to other T.V. shows during the week. They were cheerful and po-
lite, neither of them prying into his private affairs or pressing
their own business on him.
Sometimes he would hear them arguing with one another like
any other married couple, but in most cases, life in the Sorben
household went along on an even keel. From time to time, he would
hear the unmistakable sounds of their lovemaking. Katie, he
noted, was a "squealer" and, apparently, Karl gave her something
to squeal about.
After his divorce, the thought of any type of romantic or
sexual encounter chilled him thoroughly. True, Katie's muffled
squeals sometimes sent him into an Onanistic fantasy, but he
channeled his efforts and energies into his work. He grinned as
he reread a portion he had written one evening when she and Karl
had been especially loud. He wondered if she would ever guess she
had been the inspiration for one of the juicier situations in his
novel.
It was not difficult to let his mind wander as he thought of
her tight, chunky figure moving about the kitchen under her
kimono. Katie was not terribly buxom, but her breasts and but-
tocks moved freely when she wore nothing under her robe. She was
not flagrant but she carried an understated sexuality that seemed
to always suggest something more than met the eye. A slight lift
to an eyebrow, a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth -
there was just something about her Jim could only classify as
sexy.
Karl, on the other hand, was tall, lanky and outgoing. He
liked to laugh and yet, retained a sort of privacy Jim could ap-
preciate. To Jim's pleasant surprise, he found that the man's
lack of formal schooling had not prevented him from being rather
well-read and quite sensitive. A T.V. tear-jerker could bring
tears to his eyes and he made no apologies. Jim grew to like him
quickly and Karl seemed to return the feeling.
The three of them lived together quietly, contentedly and
peacefully.
Until the afternoon Katie dropped the butter.
He had been trying to write, but was in a dead end. Hearing
Katie preparing dinner, he decided to take a break and get a cold
soda before trying to do anymore. In the kitchen, Katie was busi-
ly getting out the ingredients for a Bundt cake when he walked
in. She was wearing a short robe, as she often did in the after-
noons. Usually, after work, she went out somewhere, came home and
showered, started dinner, and then went upstairs to dress before
they sat down to eat. The sight of Katie in a short kimono was
certainly pleasant, but it was nothing new.
As Jim entered the kitchen, Katie dropped a quarter pound
bar of butter on the floor.
"Shit!" she exclaimed, and bent over to pick it up, still
balancing a measuring cup of milk in one hand.
As she bent over, her robe slid up to clearly expose the
naked cheeks of her behind and the fur covered lips of her pussy.
Jim stood frozen as she picked up the butter and put it back on
the counter. Then she turned and saw him.
She must have known by the look on his face what he had
seen, but she looked directly at him with a half-smile.
"It was the last damned butter in the house!" she said.
He swallowed hard.
"Want me to run out and get some more?"
"No. I'll let Karl pick some up on his way home. I'll use
shortening for the cake. I just hate to have to clean up this
greasy mess," she said indicating where the remnants of the but-
ter showed clearly on the floor.
Taking a cloth from the counter, she turned again to bend
down and wipe the floor, and again her robe slipped up to expose
her behind. Jim's eyes opened wide as he watched.
"How does it look?" she asked him.
He stood tongue-tied.
"The floor," she said. "Did I get it all?"
"Yeah!" Jim answered. "It looks good. Real Good."
Katie burst into a fit of laughter.
"You're something else," she roared. "Wait 'til Karl hears
this one!"
Jim was mortified. He never intended to spy on the woman,
let alone get involved in a confrontation with her husband.
"I...I'm sorry!" he stammered. "I just wanted a drink. I
didn't mean to..."
"Oh, Jim!" she laughed. "Don't worry. You don't know Karl.
He'll get as big a kick out of it as I do. You've got to be the
shiest man I've ever seen! And besides, I'm kind of flattered you
liked looking at me. You did, didn't you?"
"Well, sure. I guess," Jim stammered. "I'm a little con-
fused, Katie. What's going on?"
"Don't be. Sit down," she said as she poured a soda for him.
"You've been here almost four months and you haven't been out of
the house once. Socially, I mean. You're an attractive man, Jim.
You should be seeing people. You can bring women here if you
want. Karl and I don't mind."
"I just don't have time," he muttered.
"Balls! All you're doing is making yourself horny as a goat.
i saw the way you've been watching me. It's all right, of course,
but you should be getting out. Karl thinks so too."
"I really don;t know anybody, Katie. And I was never real
great at the singles scene. I'm sorry if I seem to be staring at
you too much. I'll be more discreet from now on."
Katie suddenly threw open her robe and exposed her small
breasts.
"How's that for discreet!" she challenged. "Hell, Jim, Karl
and I don't care if you want to look at me, it's just that you're
a nice guy and you shouldn't be depriving yourself of sex just
because you had a bad time once. I mean, we're really concerned
about you."
Jim could not believe what she was saying, but continued to
stare at her breasts. The nipples were small and brown and poin-
ty. Her breasts were soft and well-shaped with just a little sag
that made them all the more attractive. All he could think of was
how they would feel between his lips. It had been so, so long!
"Jim, come back," she called and pulled her robe closed.
"You're farther gone than I'd thought. Maybe Karl was right."
Jim shook his head.
"What do you mean? Right about what?"
She blushed and glanced at him with a look that he felt go
all the way to his groin.
"Oh, nothing," she said. "Well, not nothing, but..."
She got up and walked across the kitchen to one of the cup-
boards.
"Do me a favor?" she asked. "Reach up and get me that cake
pan, would you?"
The pan was on the very highest shelf and when he reached up
to get it, he had to balance himself on tiptoe while he worked
the pan from under a pile of other things.
Without warning, he felt her hand grope his crotch.
"God damn!" he exploded.
"Don't drop anything!" she warned.
"What the Hell are you doing?" he demanded.
"I just wanted to see something, that's all. I didn't hurt
you, did I?"
Jim extracted the pan and regained his composure.
"I don't know if I'm ready for this," he gasped. "You're a
beautiful woman, Katie, but I don't want Karl kicking my ass for
messing around with his wife."
Katie laughed and stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek.
"Don't worry about that. You liked it, didn't you?"
"That's not the point."
"Of course it is," she told him. "We're going to have to get
you taken care of, and that's all there is to it."
Jim considered skipping dinner that evening, but decided it
would be best to face the music.
Karl was in a particularly good humor as Jim joined them at
the table. To his dismay, though, Katie had not changed, but
still wore the abbreviated robe and, very obviously, nothing
else. Karl, too, wore a Japanese-style Hopi jacket belted with a
sash. It bore the same design as Katie's, a large red butterfly
in a circle of yellow. He was sitting down, but it struck Jim
that he probably wore nothing else, as well!
"Katie tells me you two had quite a day," Karl announced
shortly after they had begun eating. "Now you can see just why I
married her. Cutest little ass in captivity. How about it?"
Jim nodded silently and looked from one to the other.
Karl laughed and reached over to pat Jim's shoulder reas-
suringly.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to jump you for admiring my
wife's body. If I did that, I'd be jumping most of the men in
this town. We're just worried about you, Jim. I told her she
should trim your tree, but she didn't think you'd want to go
along with it. Why don't you let us fix you up with a friend of
ours?"
"I...I don't think so," Jim began.
"C'mon, Jim!" Katie urged. "Susan's a nice person. You'll
like her. It's not like you're going to the Senior Prom, after
all!"
"You might even get lucky," Karl added with a wink toward
his wife.
Jim shrugged. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed a
woman and seeing Katie had not made things any easier.
"What's she like?" he asked.
"Nice," Katie offered. "You'll like her."
"She's a lot of fun and decent looking, too," Karl added.
"She's divorced and horny. Just like you," Katie giggled.
"And best of all, she's a Butterfly," Karl declared.
Jim waited for him to explain. When he failed to elaborate,
Jim asked, "What's a Butterfly?"
Karl held out his right hand and showed Jim a small ring. It
bore the same butterfly design that he and Katie wore on their
robes. Katie held out her hand and showed him hers. It was iden-
tical to Karl's.
"We met each other through Butterfly," she told him. "It's a
special group of people. That's all."
"What do they do?" he asked.
Karl laughed and told him, "More later. Tomorrow Susan and
then, who knows? The important thing is to get you out of your
funk and back into the world."
"I suppose so," Jim sighed. "But for now, I have a book to
finish or I'm going to be very, very far behind in the rent."
"Is it like Beauregard Flats?" Karl asked.
"You read it?"
"I'm just finishing it now. I didn't know you wrote it until
I saw your picture on the jacket. I didn't know we had a celeb-
rity in the house!"
"According to my editor, you don't. And if I don't start
getting some ideas working, you never will!"
"Where do you get ideas from?" Katie asked.
"Life, I guess," Jim told her.
"Wasn't Beau Flats a bisexual?" Karl asked.
"Yes. That was the point of the whole thing."
"I mean, some of the scenes you wrote were really realistic.
I thought you said you wrote from experience!"
Katie giggled as Jim squirmed.
"I also have a good imagination," he assured them.
Karl grinned at him.
After dinner he went back to his room and continued to
write. The words came a little better, but not the way he liked
them. It was nearly 11 when he heard a light knock on the door.
He went to open it and found Katie in a sheer baby doll nightie
very visibly without bottoms.
"I saw your light and wondered if you wanted anything," she
told him.
He looked at her dark nipples and the triangle of her pubic
patch showing through the sheer fabric and licked his lips.
"I mean from the kitchen," she said impishly. "Karl's a-
sleep, but I feel like making some hot chocolate. Want me to
bring you some?"
"That sounds good," he replied. "Let me turn this computer
off and I'll come down with you."
They walked down the hallway to the stairs. Katie turned to
him and put her fingers to her lips with a little giggle just as
they passed the doorway to her and Karl's bedroom. Her naked hus-
band lay sprawled across the bed, snoring lightly. The shiny
spots on his stomach and penis gave ample evidence of what had
exhausted him. The bottoms of Katie's baby dolls lay crumpled on
the floor.
Jim's eyes took in everything in the room, but dwelled on
Karl's penis as the man slept. It was soft and curled, not pro-
digiously large, but smooth and white-looking framed by a mane of
light hair. Jim Woban was no fag, but seeing the naked man sleep-
ing while his nearly naked wife led him down to the kitchen
stirred an odd excitement deep inside him.
At the bottom of the stairs, Katie stopped suddenly and
turned too fast for Jim to stop in time and he came up hard a-
gainst her. Instinctively, he reached out to keep her from
falling and felt her warm flesh through the sheer nightie as his
hand lay spread across her behind.
"Mm!" she murmured. "Is that for me or Karl?"
She rubbed hard against his growing erection.
"What do you think?" he whispered hoarsely.
"I think that if you don't fuck something pretty soon,
you're going to explode!" she told him.
Jim kissed her deeply and felt her small body moving against
his, her hand snaking its way between them to open his zipper and
slip inside expertly. He slid both hands down under the nightie
and smoothed them up to cup and knead her bare ass. His penis was
out of his pants now and he was aware of the cool air moving a-
cross it as she stroked it gently back and forth.
Without letting go, she led him into the living room and sat
down on the couch. Closing her eyes, she took the head of his
cock into her mouth and savored it gently, running her tongue
beneath it and milking what juices she could eke from him.
Stretching the skin back tightly, she slid more into her mouth
sucking and tonguing him at the same time. The feeling was exqui-
site and he felt himself quickly building to a climax.
It was coming too fast and he forced himself to pull away
from her. She looked up at him with a frown, but soon smiled a-
gain as he dropped to his knees and pushed her thighs apart. He
looked at the swollen lips of her pussy and saw the pink tip of
her clitoris winking at him. He did not hesitate, fastened his
lips to it at laved it with his tongue. He slid down to lick the
pink inner lips and reamed her vagina with his tongue. Her thighs
wrapped around his head and he smelled and tasted the strong
scent of Karl's come still dripping from within her. A rush of
desire overwhelmed him and licked and sucked at her pussy fur-
iously making loud slurping sounds as he heard her whimpering
softly in the far, far distance.
She came in a rush with her legs spread wide and her hands
pulling his face deeper into her cunt. She thrusted her pelvis
against him and made rough gutteral sounds as her climax rolled
over her again and again. Before she could subside, Jim crawled
up and slipped his cock into her deeply. He came almost immed-
iately, great gobs of come spurting into her as he gasped for the
sheer pleasure that overwhelmed him.
"Karl was right," Katie said as she leaned back with a con-
tented smile. "You really are Butterfly material. I'd better keep
my eye on you two!"
"What are you talking about?"
"That's O.K., Jim. I love bisexual men. Hell, I'm a Butter-
fly too, aren't I?"
Jim was too confused and exhausted to press it any further.
He leaned back and his cheek came in contact with the inside of
her thigh. It was wet with their fluids running out of her. Her
hand caressing the back of his neck, however, told him she was
far from done. Surprisingly enough, neither was he!
"Eat me and I'll suck you off," she whispered fiercely as
she urged his face into her bush.
The familiar taste of his come overshadowed even the sweet
taste of her as he slowly licked her. He ran his tongue expertly
up and down the line from her clitoris to her ass, stopping to
swirl his tongue here or gently suck on something soft there.
Without lifting his lips, he pressed three fingers inside her and
tickled her asshole with his thumb. Moments later, he was re-
warded by spasms shaking her as she came again.
"You're good!" she told him. "Susan will love you!"
"You think so?"
"So will Karl. He already told me so."
"Whoa!"
Katie laughed.
"Don't play innocent with me," she told him. "I saw how you
licked up his come out of me. Besides, Karl told me you couldn't
have written what you did unless you had done it. You have, have-
n't you?"
"I think you have a mistaken impression of me," he told her.
"I'm not a fag."
"Of course not. I'm not a Lez but sometimes I like a little
variety. C'mon, how about I suck you off right now? You and Karl
can sort things out later."
She slid to the floor on her knees and captured Jim's limp
penis and balls between her hands. Leaving slick trails of sali-
va, she licked them over and over.
"I love to taste pussy on a cock," she told him breathlessly
and went back to her task.
He felt her suck his soft cock into her mouth and reached
down to massage her small breasts. The nipples were as hard as
tiny stones, but her breasts were soft and pliable. Her mouth
worked busily at her penis and he felt the blood beginning to
flow into it as it slowly filled her mouth. As it rose to its
full length, she sucked it in and out, running a wet finger in
and out of his asshole with each stroke. Only one other person
had ever done that to him and he squeezed his eyes closed, trying
to fend off the memory.
He and Chuck were fifteen when they spent the summer at
Chuck's parents' place on the bay. They fished and swam and
talked about girls and sex and all the things they talked about
any other time. Somehow their conversation changed during the
overnight fishing trip they took.
It was very hot that night, and after building a campfire to
cook the canned stew they brought, they had gone down to the
river to cool off. There was no one within miles and Chuck had
dared him to go skinny-dipping. After their swim they had gone
back to the camp without dressing and sat beside the fire. Jim
noticed that Chuck's penis was stiff and erect, and his rose,
too. Chuck noticed it immediately.
"Christ! You have a monster!" he exclaimed.
"Large women and small cows," Jim responded.
"Do you jerk off much?" Chuck asked suddenly. "I do every
day. Sometimes twice or three times."
Jim's breath caught in his throat.
"Sometimes," he said quietly.
"I like to pretend I'm fucking Barbie Holland," Chuck went
on. "Sometimes I pretend she's sucking me off."
Jim did not answer. He was watching Chuck's hand slowly pul-
ling on his cock. Barbie Holland was a girl a year older than
them who had the earned reputation of being an easy lay. Neither
boy had ever had a woman, but Barbie Holland was a mutual goal.
"Do you want to see me?" Chuck asked.
Jim nodded. He was holding his own cock by now. It was very
sensitive and he stroked it self-consciously. Chuck, however,
picked up tempo and was chafing his cock with a vengeance. Sud-
denly he stopped.
"Hey, Jim. Did you ever do it with another guy? Jerk each
other off, I mean?" he asked in a conspiratorial tone.
Jim shook his head.
"Hey! I will if you will," Chuck said, fear quavering in his
voice.
Holding Chuck's cock was a different experience. It was not
at all like holding his own. For one thing, it was smaller and
thinner, although his balls hung large and full. They stroked
each other awkwardly until Chuck made them stop and then changed
position so he could concentrate on jerking off Jim's cock.
"It's so big," he said. "Have you ever had anybody suck it?"
Jim nodded a lie.
"How was it?"
"Great. It really felt good."
"I'll bet it did. God, I never had it. I never did it
either. How about you?"
"No," Jim said. "I never sucked anybody before."
They were quiet for awhile and then Chuck laid back and let
Jim jerk him off. Neither one had come.
"Jim?"
"What?"
"What did it feel like?"
"What?"
"Getting sucked."
"It's hard to describe."
"I don't see what's so bad about it."
"Getting sucked?"
"No. The other way around. Sucking a guy's dick."
"Everybody calls you 'queer' and all. And no girls want to
have anything to do with you."
"Jim, I wouldn't tell if a guy sucked my dick. Would you?"
"I guess not."
"I mean, if I did it to you, would you tell? I wouldn't tell
on you."
"No," said Jim. It was almost a whisper.
In the end, Chuck had gone first and taken the head of Jim's
cock in his mouth for a few seconds.
"Your turn," he said.
Jim leaned down and slowly sucked Chuck's thin cock into his
mouth. There was no taste, just the smooth sensation of the boy's
penis throbbing on his tongue. He pulled his head away just as
the white jism began to shoot out. One glob landed on his lips
and he tasted it.
"You bastard!" he shouted.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it!" Chuck pleaded. "Look, don't
get mad. I'll let you come on my lips if it makes you feel bet-
ter. Here, let me do it to you again!"
Jim had held himself back while the boy sucked in earnest
drawing as much of Jim's cock in is mouth as he could. Then,
without any warning, he had let go and shot his wad in Chuck's
mouth. To his surprise, the other boy did not pull away but con-
tinued to suck and swallow.
"It tastes kind of like mine," Chuck confided moments later.
"I always taste my come when I jerk off. Sometimes I try to catch
it in my mouth. How about you?"
Jim shook his head, but the thought excited him.
They promised absolute secrecy again and sucked each other
off, coming in one another's mouth and licking each other's
balls. They arrived back at he house the following afternoon,
complaining about the poor fishing and how the mosquitoes had
kept them awake all night. The heads of both cocks were red and
chafed from the continuous abuse they had received and both boys
went to bed and slept for hours.
Neither of them mentioned their summer to anyone else and
after the start of school, they never repeated the interludes
they enjoyed that summer. They had tried everything they had ever
heard about, though, enjoying some things and abandoning the
things that did not suit them. As Katie's finger probed his ass-
hole, he thought of Chuck's mouth sucking in and out while his
fingers tickled Jim's balls and ass. It had been fun, but the
guilt came years later as his thoughts went back unbidden to that
summer. He was not queer and did not like the self-accusations
that he, indeed, might be.
The fingers felt good though, and he spread his legs as
Katie inserted two more. He and Chuck had taken turns fucking one
another, but he had not liked the burning sensation of another
man's cock in his ass. He had never repeated it, but Chuck had
asked for it again and again. He had obliged the boy, driving his
cock far into the smooth white ass while he massaged Chuck's
prick and balls, making Chuck come over and over, and shooting
his own jism deep into the boy.
As his memories came flooding back, the sensations Katie
were stirring began to have an effect. He began to feel another
orgasm building, amplified by her working tongue and her busy
fingers. Suddenly she stopped and stood up.
"Lie down," she said urgently and crawled over his face even
before he had fully complied.
With her forearms, she spread his legs wide and swallowed
his cock once more,her fingers sliding back to his ass. Her pussy
rubbed hard against his mouth and he burrowed his lips into it to
catch the rich aroma of pussy mixed with the taste of his come.
He sucked and licked, feeling her pulling another orgasm from his
balls. Finally, he exploded once more in her mouth as she humped
and ground her pussy against his face.
OMG BIG PENIS ATE MY SOUP
Where is the obligatory Linux port?
The revolution will be televised. Blackout restrictions apply.
Can you make a Beowulf cluster of them???
Pluralists would have us to believe that Christianity is just as good as Islam, but I'm here to tell you, sisters and brothers, that Christianity is not just as good as Islam ...Christianity was founded by Jehovah, a demon-possessed incestuous pedophile who had 1 wife -- and she was his 13-year-old mother. And I will tell you Jehovah is not Allah either. Allah's not going to turn you into a terrorist nation that'll try to bomb people for their oil and drop atomic bombs on surrendering nations and take the lives of thousands and thousands of non-Christian people at the whim of your multinational corporations.
how long until an emulator is out for this thing?
Me email iz skyewalkerluke at microsoft's free email service.
Good work, kind sir. I invite you to join CLIT.
C - A language that combines the speed of assembly with the ease of use of assembly.
But I'd probably buy one anyway, just for das blinkenlights. =]
but, why would I want to attach an ATX motherboard through the parallel port and use it as a disk drive?
I mean, what kind of crazy disk would a motherboard be?
OK... Maybe I'm just not nerdy enough... but... what would you actually do with one of these? There's surely not all that much you can do with an old 8080 these days... especially not anything that would warrent spending almost $1K on it anyways.
I fully appreciate the cool factor... being the machine used in Wargames doesn't get much better... (On a flight between the US and Australia recently they were playing the movie in flight... fine movie, damn fine movie) but I just can't see why anyone would actually pay for anything but the original as used in the movie...
If you're trying for authenticity, stick with the original design. If you're trying for something that runs the old software, you're better off just running a Z80 emulator on your modern PC. Performance will be much higher than the original, etc. And if you're trying to make something that looks cool (front panel with switches and blinky lights), that's fine too, but why not put a modern computer inside instead of bothering with the Z80 innards?
It all makes no sense to me.
controll my battlebot guard dog while chowning my neighbors' cat?
My $0.02 will always be worth more than your â0.02, so
leave your dogs alone
Ask slashdot: deploying Linux in a business environment?
<B>Posted by <A HREF=http://hemos.net>Hemos</a> on Monday April 22, @11:48PM
<P><TT><B>from the justifying-my-unhealthy-fixation dept.</tt></b>
<P>An Anonymous Coward writes <I>"I have a job where I'm real important and I get to take care of 2 NT servers, a bunch of workstations, and an AIX box that runs our database. My boss aksed me about the possibility of upgrading the other day. I told him that we should go with Linux because it's free, and you can write scripts and stuff. Also Ihave it running on all my 386 boxen at home. Has anyone ever used Linux in a business environment before?</I> <B>Update:</b> Slashdot appears fourth when you type in 'Linux' on <A HREF=http://google.com>google</a>.
Liberate your mind in two clicks or less.
From the website:
*$995 base model gets you the IMSAI SERIES TWO Classic cabinet; newly designed advanced IEEE-696 compatible Programmer's Front Panel; ZiLOG 20 MHz. Z8S180 processor; 1 Meg battery-backed static ram; 32K Flash memory (mapped into 1 meg directly-addressable memory space); battery-backed Real-time Clock; PS/2 keyboard interface; IMSAI-to-PC parallel interface; 10-slot actively-terminated S-100 Bus interface with four sockets (additional sockets extra); IDE Drive interface for up to four hard drives, CD-ROM drives, etc.; dual 5 1/4" & 8" Floppy Disk controller; two RS-232 Serial ports and two TTL/RS-232 Serial Ports; one Centronics parallel printer port; system monitor firmware with Assembly Language source code; 350 watt switching power supply (standard, 500 watt optional); Owner's manual; DOS software development utilities disk, and upgrade offers that will ensure value for years to come!
One meg of RAM. That may run about 4 services in Windows. Maybe.
I remember being really impressed when the dude broke out with the 8-inch floppies in WarGames. I even remember that they were Elephant brand on the sleeve. Most of the stuff he did on the computer was possible too. The war dialer, the awful speech synthesis (although for some reason it improved halfway through the movie as if the dude learned how to talk correctly), the acoustic modem, etc. Even the trick he used on the door to the infirmary seems like it would be possible but I'm not an EE so I wouldn't know for sure. Definately a great movie.
Why won't you let me post!?!?
Hey, kid... wanna touch my "kernel patch"?
-- Alan Cox
Sorry but what is a Beowulf Cluster? (genuine inquiry)
Yeah.. Umm... I recently upgraded my computer for less than the 995 bucks for this 20mhz z80 computer, and I get far greater Bogomips than this thing will ever get.
Seems that you can mount an ATX motherboard in these things. Kinda neat, be the envy of other geeks at the next lan party.
"Have you ever thought about just turning off the TV, sitting down with your kids, and hitting them?"
from the justifying-my-unhealthy-fixation dept.
An Anonymous Coward writes I have a job where I'm real important and I get to take care of 2 NT servers, a bunch of workstations, and an AIX box that runs our database. My boss aksed me about the possibility of upgrading the other day. I told him that we should go with Linux because it?s free, and you can write scripts and stuff. Also Ihave it running on all my 386 boxen at home. Has anyone ever used Linux in a business environment before? Update: Slashdot appears fourth when you type in 'Linux' on google.
I hope high gas prices are depriving your children, you fucking dumbass.
In College we had a class that featured a topic just like this, its so intresting and Fun. I am glad they added a ATX option really makes it better! Man I sure do Love IMSAI, hopefully they will also add Usb support so I can use my wireless Nic.
keanmarine.com
I see that they're offering it for a kilobuck...remember when that was the price of a 64K Ithaca Intersystems S100 bus RAM card kit?
Did these people just crawl out of a luddite cave?
$1000 for this honking piece of shit?
$1000 for something with less processing power than a Nintendo?
I'd pay $1000 for a WOPR, but not for this.
Thank you, THING.
Liberate your mind in two clicks or less.
I'd be interested if they upgraded to something bleeding edge - like a Z80, for instance.
How does the megahertz myth apply to this?
I tried every decent and legal way I could think of to resolve the issue w/the business before I rented the chicken suit
Being a Nevada City native, my first thought on getting to the web page was "My God! Somebody listens to KVMR enough to post it on their web site!" My second thought was "My God! KVMR has a webcast!"
Anyway, check it out if you want to listen to a seriously strange mix of radio. Don't get discouraged if you hear a show you like and can't find it next week, as their schedule is pretty bizzare. "Every third Wednesday, 4-7AM" is par for the course.
Under capitalism man exploits man. Under communism it's the other way around.
Well have you seen what Imsai's are currently going for on Ebay? This one is cheap. Of course where are you going to find any S100 cards?
A couple of years ago I saw a nice, wood case NorthStar S100 system sitting on a surplus table for a very modest amount. I was tempted, but had to admit that there was nothing I would do with it. Would have had to use a PC as a terminal into the NorthStar, and even an old 386 could emulate the S100 machine faster than the S100. So what's to be gained by running an S100 system?
Of course the IMSIA would at least have the nice Blinkin' Lights, the NorthStar was one of the S100 PC's that avoided them and went right to a ROM monitor, but beyond that I can't see anything I would enjoy about an old S100 system.
By the way, Bil Gates didn't have an S100 system when he wrote MS Basic. He used an Emulator. The way I heard it from another student there at the time, as a student he got caught at Harvard running the emulator for commercial gain (developing a commercial product, MS Basic). He was instructed to cease immidately, or he would be thrown out of the university. He elected to leave. (Can anyone confirm that this is how it went down?) Lets just all be glad that he doesn't do such questionable things anymore. ;-)
I'm an American. I love this country and the freedoms that we used to have.
But then i saw the slashdot ad when i started reading the comments. It made me want to buy from penquin computing. For around $1,700 i can get an AMD server from penquin computing.
My uncle had built the thing from a kit, and then we inheritted it. We didn't quite have to key in binary code on the front panel (although it was a good exercise), but I DO remember being excited about getting a used 32K S-100 memory card up at the Trenton Computer Festival (do they still have those?). We started off with a cassette interface and a 64x16 character monochrome display. Eventually added two 'hard-sector' 5-1/4 inch floppies (about 100K each). The processor got upgraded from the original 8080 to an 8085 and later a Z-80. We also built a TMS9918A-based video card (that was a pretty neet chip - wasn't it used in the Colecovision or something?) and I later built a MIDI interface for it. This was all back in the early/mid-eighties. A BSEE, MSEE, and 15 years of experience later, I still learned a lot of what I use on a regular basis on that machine.
Under the new licensing scheme, upgrading your 1977 version will cost you $36k, or about $9/byte.
Seriously though, if you're interested in the history of this machine and the dawn of the pc era in general, check out a book called "Once Upon a Time in Computerland".
Funny how for a machine that is supposed to ship in about a month that all the "pictures" they have of it are just computer drawings. I personally would find it interesting if they did ship this thing (though I'd never buy one), but I have to wonder though. It's too bad they decided up "upgrade" it, thereby losing any sales to those wanting something much closer to the original. It's kinda like reproductions of antique stuff (like phonographs say). Many people would buy repro's just because they like the look of the old phonographs and they probably won't ever even play it. But in the case of phonographs, these repros are significantly cheaper than purchasing an original. Here the price is almost even and I don't know of too many people who would purchase the thing to have it look good in their office (at least now post-web collapse).
Does it play "Global Thermonuclear War"? That looked like a great game.
IDE disks? IDE disks? What the bloody hell are IDE disks?
When I were a lad, we 'ad to use 8 inch floppies.
8 inch floppies? You were lucky.
Cut to the Four Yorkshiremen sketch. Is there anyone else here who remembers Phoenix?
I think it is a pretty neat thing. Almost like the life size X-wings Neiman Marcus used to sell for 14 grand in their christmas catalog.
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Wargames was a pivotal moment in computer geek history. He got the girl changed, changed his grade, busted into SAC. Gave all of us geeks hope.
There was a time where us computer geeks had to play down our careers and hobbies if you wanted to get girls. Now it is cool, chicks did it, and Wargames had a fellow nerd who did it all.
Yeah I would buy one and put an ATX board in it. I think that would be much cooler than a wateer cooled case, mounting a motherboard in a fridge, and some of the other riduclous shit we see on
I went to the first Atari Computer camp in the early 80s. Yep, 400, 800, and early 1200 xls. We learned assembly by day and were regualr kids by night. But the best thing was the actor who played Doctor Falken in the movie visited the camp and signed autographs. It was an awesome experience for a 12 year old. Still got my 5/4 sleeve with the sig.
puto
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2. Read story, and maybe links.
3. Profit!!!!!
I don't know if you can find it, but SAM
on the commodore 64 did a good job with
that by default......
(Whoo I'm officially old now!) HEH
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I wanted to make a processor board like this. Its real cheap components and would be great to program. I made a nice univrsal graphical debugger which can be used for any processor board and wanted to try it out with other architectures (other than ARM and MIPS).
If anyone has an old 8008 or anything simmilar please send it me and Ill make a board for it.
Mouse powered Chips, Open source Processors and Lego
The Geek Factor is high here but so is the smell of ageism, I mean, why? But if you were there and wanted a Spartan reminder of why the Bronze Age was the One Golden Age then maybe, whynot?
"Academicians are more likely to share each other's toothbrush than each other's nomenclature."
Cohen
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The results are astonishing.
Among the 20,000 users surveyed:
74% are Atheists
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I don't understand how someone can be so into this old stuff and played a part in it and then mistake "skittles" for "Reese's Pieces" in the movie E.T.? Thats just moronic.
You guys are LAME! This thing is HOT HOT HOT!!!.
Did anyone else click on the cheesy 70's photo where they are using the system? Yeah, a loud "Do you want to play a game?" from the movie came over my speakers and freaked the hell out of me.
Thanks, everyone at work knows I'm surfing now.
With a 20 MHz CPU and the expanded instruction set of the Z8 processor, it should also be able to spool hundreds of biorhythm charts out to my daisywheel in seconds and run Hunt the Wumpus really fast. This is nice!
I wonder if they're going to update CP/M to support all that RAM transparently. That would be sweet.
This goes back to the old questsion, just because you can do it, should you? I mean damn. Are these guys going to start rolling out Vic-20's with ide/scsi on them next? Some people are impressed with Das Blinkenlightes & switches, but I could go buy a commercial emulator, a big power supply, some relays a mounting board and about 10k LED's for alot less than they want for this POS, and I'd even have money left over for a buncha switches.
01:36AM up 426 days, 2:46, 1 user, load average: 0.14, 0.11, 0.05
Imagine a beowulf cluster of these!
(This post is certified by me, Anonymous Coward, to be a 100% authentic beowulf troll post. ALL OTHER BEOWULF POSTS TO THIS STORY ARE IMPOSTERS!! I have to include this disclaimer now, because all these beowulf imposters are suckin my style.)
I can faithfully say that the IMSAI 8080 was the first computer I ever used. That was in 1979.
The only specs I recall are that it had 16K of RAM, a cassette interface, and some kind of keyboard and CRT interface.
We had a tape with a version of BASIC that left about 7K available for programs.
It was built by a special class the year before I arrived at the school, and stored in the Chemistry/Physics lab.
No doubt the machine was a lethal instrument as the monitor was simply a bare chassis and tube, with no case at all.
I fondly recall a program called "Sub Hunt" that was written for it that got me interested in programming. The teacher showed me one day how to use the BASIC, and then left. I flailed completely for the next 4 hours forgetting something truly simple (like how math worked, or INPUT). After he showed me the next day, I took off from there and never looked back.
In my high school days I ditched only two classes. One was Senior German, and we had managed to convince the entire class to ditch that day. One went back, spoiling the entire plan.
The other class was Drivers Ed. I ditched it so I could sneak in to play with the new found wonder in the blue box.
The box had a large hand printed sign in BLOCK letter "DO NOT TURN OFF!". This sign was necessary because the only way to load the BASIC was to get into the machine monitor, and type roughly 100 bytes of hex, which happened to be a bootstrap tape loader. You typed it in, hit RUN, and turned the tape to PLAY.
A friend and I once tried to load this monitor with the front panel, but that was a nightmare and didn't work, so we gave up.
I discovered this machine late in my sophmore year, and that summer someone donated several Commadore PET computers, so next year we jumped on those without ever looking back.
It was interesting at the time, and I'm indebted to that fact that this thing opened my eyes to the wonders of computers, but I don't actually miss the machine itself.
do you need to be wearing an onion in your belt, as was the fashion of the time?
Non impediti ratione cogitationus.
Thank you kind sir. You see, us ACs can sometimes be more effective than the direct methods of the CLIT. Surely if Fecal Troll Matter, say, had asked this question it would have been modded down immediately.
This troll goes out to all my AC homies worldwide - you know who you are!!
You guys are HOT! This thing is LAME LAME LAME!!!.
...I'd rather have an old PDP 8E.
Basil
I still have a S-100 blank wire wrap board.
Maybe I can sell it on Ebay for $50 now...
All true geeks lust for a machine like this one that still allows you to program it and examine its state via the front panel, but this is an absolute requirement for all sincere geeks-in-training! Flush VB down the toilet if you haven't already; forget Perl, OOL, Linux and anything with an API that places 5 or 6 layers of insulation between you and the bare metal! If you really want to understand how a computer does it's job on a fundamental level, if you want to actually learn what the thing's doing, then you cannot do without a good basic machine like this. You will never be able to stand among the Great Geeks of History if you lack this kind of experience.
And the brethren went away edified.
The Series Two is a powerful microcomputer that more than fulfills most users' needs, but people should know that there are less expensive computers available that often feature satisfactory performance along with popular accessories such as a keyboard and monitor.
This is an important question! (genuine request)
Make the thing into a laptop. Try getting one of those puppies thru security at an airport.
Seriously though, it appears that this computer would really only be useful for embedded systems development.
However, the traditional emulator system running on a host PC would be far easier to use and also much more flexible.
This machine appears to be little more than a retro curiousity--a simple conversation piece with little practical use.
...I think Z-System, a CP/M-compatible operating system for Z80's that was made in the '80s, could indeed handle as much RAM as you'd managed to make the system address. I ran it on a TRS-80 Model 4 that had a processor upgrade card on it that used a HD64180, a relative of the Z180, and 384K of RAM. Hey, you laugh, but for a while I ran a BBS on it--since I could load the entire OS, BBS software and database indexes for 800+ messages into RAM, it ran faster than a lot of the PC BBS's of the day.
The "new IMSAI" looks like a machine I'd have loved about a decade ago, back when some ex-CP/M hackers had designed a Z180-based Z-System machine on a Baby-AT motherboard that used the XT bus. As I recall the official name was the "PC-Z" but they referred to it informally as the "Grudge." (Which of course led to someone suggest they should make a portable version and call it the "Pet Peeve.")
No, as fond as I am of reminiscing, I don't think I'll buy a new IMSAI, in case anyone asks. If I ever miss the old days, I break out a TRS-80 emulator, play a few rounds of an arcade game in its glorious 128x48 resolution, and remember that even if people pushed hardware to the limit those days in a way that they don't now, that doesn't mean it'd be much fun to go back.
You get a nice built in keyboard, an lcd display,
and it'll sync up to your real computer.
From there you can program your Z80 in assy, C, or basic. Heck, you can even download a basic interpretter onto your little palm-top/pda.
Experience the joys of accessing memory, indirectly indexing, and jumping back and forth.
And save $900 in the process!
So yeah, this is cute, but as dumb as a box of rocks. You can get those microprocessor notebook-style trainers for a couple of hundred bucks (check mouser.com ), not 9!
In the future, I would want to not be isolated from my friends in the Space Station.
What? Nobody suggested making a beowulf
cluster of these? If you networked about
a million of them, you could maybe emulate
a Pentium.
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and program microcontrollers in Java.
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I remember when I first saw Wargames in the theatre with my friend Ken, when he broke into the WOPR (how's that spelled again? horrible memory for proper names) we busted out laughing, and got "shusshhhed" by everyone, as no one else saw anything remotely funny in the very serious scene onscreen.
We were junior high school 6502 machine coders, and the WOPR was an Apple IIe ROM monitor dump.
I still laugh my ass off every time I've seen that movie, the WOPR is an Apple II!! Oooohhhhhh,
the power!
I bet you've been waiting YEARS to use that!
What does the IMSAI have to do any PDP computer? Are you new to computers?
Why a S100 bus junk? Should have gone with a better designed SS50 board layout. It took half of the cabinet just to put enough board to make it some what usfull and the rest of it for a non swithcing PS to just power the wreck!
If he want can ship him a few Soroc terminals. One or to may still be alive! His cost.
With this and the Vacumn Tube amp MB did some one switch the wayback machine in reverse? ^_^
It was a great computer. I never owned one, but a friend did. He let me hack on it a bit. He was quite a sharp guy who knew how to toggle in the bootstrap loader. If I remember correctly, it was one of the last machines with a front panel. The Sol-20 I built soon afterwards managed without a panel.
I also just got a retro Mattel football game as a gift. What a wonderful era. It was cheaper than the original too!
Someone needs to remind these guys what year it is. Had something like this come out in 1977 or so it would have been a competitive product. The problem is that it is 25 years later now and while Star Wars might not look too dated this thing sure does. S-100 systems and CP/M have been dead since before a good majority of the slashdot community were even born. Is there some reason why I should now shell out a thousand dollars for an S-100 system? For that kind of money I could get a Sun Blade 100, build myself a pretty decent Athlon system, or get my car's transmission fixed.
This product surely belongs in the more dollars than sense catagory.
Lee
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Yea ,me and the IMSAI go waaaaay back. I have a story about the IMSAI and me, it's not really interesting as it is long.
God is real unless declared integer.
Please try to explain WTF it is you're talking about in your summary of your news article. Slashdot just passes lots of this stuff through without adding any useful commentary, and I know you think you're being cool and all by using acronyms that only you and a few of your friends are familiar with, but please do the rest of us a favor by making your submissions easier to read.
... where it looks like the poster has just wanted to sound cool by not bothering to explain to the 99% of the population that isn't familiar with their pet little hobby, WTF they are talking about.
"IMSAI Series 2"? WTF is that??? And then the rest of the caption goes on to spew more unintelligable stuff about this IMSAI thing? It has an S100 bus? Great! What does that mean?!?!
I've just seen too many of these stories posted on Slashdot lately
How about this:
"KLV Chip Gets MOD4 Scoping"
F-Wad writes "Dysgen Inc. has begun shipping a new KLV chip with MOD4 scoping, allowing a bandwidth increase of over 50% in many cases. This should allow those of us without an interswitch to copy G6-level data nearly as fast as a real TTI-Mark IX!"
This could have come right off of the front page of Slashdot, I swear.
The hit counters have been going nuts and the e-mail has suddenly taken a huge jump! I don't know what's happening yet..
"Shall we play a game?"
"How about G-l-o-b-a-l N-u-cl-e-a-r Sl-a-s-h-d-o-t-t-i-n-g."
If you don't want to repeat the past, stop living in it.
Anyone remember the Polymorphic Systems 'Poly-88' S100 bus system? Originally released as the "Micro-Altair".
Man I miss my old Poly-88.
8" Floppies??? Ha! I had to use an old audio casette deck to save my programs. I was finally able to upgrade to 5 1/4" floppies (skipped the 8" for the higher density 5 1/4").
I remember finishing typing in 'Hunt the Wumpus' and playing it for hours. Next came 'Lunar Lander' in text mode! It took me a month of work to rewrite it to have some basic block graphics. All of this in BASIC!
I learned a valuable lesson about EMF with my Poly-88 right after I bought the RAM. Stero speakers and the Poly-88 don't play together well. I had my stereo on, with my Poly-88 on a shelf below my speaker. Fired up the Poly-88, BBBBZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTT. Fried the Poly-88.
64k of RAM cost me around $1,000.00 at the time. Never did get to install the RAM, fried the system the night I was going to put it in.
It took me a LONG time delivering newspapers to save up for this box and the extras. Did I mention that I was 12 or 13 at the time? I had to borrow the money from my parent for the RAM. I think I still need to pay them back for it.
Its one thing to be slashdotted, but its another thing entirely to have no clue that it is happening, and wonder at the sudden popularity of your website.
Once I met someone with a P-Code card for their TI-99/4A.
I had read that if you held down a certain key while the computer started up (I don't remember which one now, this was half-a-lifetime-ago) that the P-Code card would be damaged and stop working.
I can vouch that indeed, if you held down the magic key, the P-Code card went to the big bit-bucket in the sky.
Some time later he commented to me that his P-Code card had stopped working. I told him I had no clue why. ;-)
But the question is: can you run Linux on it?
Wherever you go, there you are!
Tell me when I can buy the WOPR.
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I read thru all the arguments and analysis here about why this is or is not a good thing to buy. Sounds like few of you were around in 1975 when the original of this came out. This one was built to LOOK exactly liek the original for one reason: Thousands of geeks back then lusted to own one of these things. Having ANY kind of computer in your home was just a DREAM back then and well out of most peoples price range. Two machines I considered were the IMSAI and a similar box by Altair. I never had quite the loose cash to do it though and didn't wind up able to buy my own PC until the IBM/AT came out. Had to take something like a car load out to do that too. So the real reason is nostalgia. Same reason people drive arout 50 year old cars. Very easy to understand.
Does anyone else see the irony in "pre-ordering" a product form a company that almost invented vapor-ware and floated their busines for months without delivering product? :-)
Johann
Your geek and nerd cards are revoked immediately. Someone who doesn't know what an IMSAI or S-100 bus is just cannot be a geek or nerd.
If you're interested in Wargames, my very poor Wargames simulation, written in java years ago, is here.
(Warning: rest of the site also old, has frames, and cheesy windows like buttons. I wouldn't bother looking unless you like Sharp computers or old Psions.)
What was this news piece all about? Computers from the 70's? Did they even have computers back then? I thought the only thing that they had in the 70's was polyester pants and disco.
I can get Athlon XP for this amount! Why buy a Hz computer when you can get GHz for the same price.
There's nothing inherently wrong with playing with obsolete technology: by examining the systems of the past, you give yourself a chance to learn from history. Not only that, but it has all the normal benefits of a counterculture: the return of ancient systems to viability (by those who are freakish enough to take an interest) necessarily works against the tendency of mainstream society to damage itself by producing a monoculture.
One thing that interests me, though, is that people who resuscitate ancient hardware get kudos, whereas doing the same with ancient protocols is a "pretty crazy idea".
GROGGS: alive and well and living in
Forget about the guts of the thing, how could would it be to have an IMSAI 8080 chassis as your case?
whuppy enjoys smelling like diesel fuel
While i love old stuff as much as the next guy..( or even more looking at my collection of 70's and 80's pcs in my garage )...
They cant be serious.. selling this ( copyrighted stuff to boot ) for 1k$?
Could build it out of spare parts for 50 bucks, and some patience with a paint can..
---- Booth was a patriot ----
Todd Fischer is the "Fischer" in Fischer-Frietas, Inc. F-F purchased the assets (with his wife, Frietas, I believe. I don't remember her first name) of IMSAI when it went belly-up. Both worked at IMSAI; he in the serice department. Not too much later, F-F also closed (1983 I think). In 1999, Todd started-up Imsai again to capitalize on the growing wave of nostaliga surrounding the early S100 machines, particularly the Altair. This wave was fanned by the increasing awareness of the general public of the history of early personal computing, particularly as a result of books like "Gates" and documentaries about the Valley starring "Robert Cringley". These machines were showing up on eBay, with owners raking in mega-bucks...paying for vacations to the Bahamas with the proceeds from the sales of their formerly closet-bound computers to people with too much disposable income who saw an old Altair or IMSAI as a new investment vehicle. It seems like he's recently made the leap to production, with July delivery. I still can't justify spending $1000 for a machine that's not even the "real thing." It seems like an excellent re-implementation of the original, but it's just not the same. To get my fix of early computing, I've focused my efforts on running the Altair32 Emulation project. The project also has an IMSAI mode. The URL is http://highgate.comm.sfu.ca/~rcini/classiccmp/Alta ir32.htm
Ever had to enter the IPL by entering the boot instructionsn on the front paned?
Back in the days when you'd be able to make sense of the pattern of flashing lights. Now fuggedaboutdid.
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Imagine a beowulf.... eehh...
do they have NICs?
can I put them in clusters?
:)
If far I as I can recall, both the TI 99/4A and the Coleco/Adam sported a TMS9918A graphics cpu. That chip natively handled 32 z-levels, each one hosting a sprite of your design. Ah the memories, coding in Logo, booting up CP/M...
I guess some people just like old tech...
The theory of relativity doesn't work right in Arkansas.
I remember playing with these things before I was 10 years old. And they could do some pretty nifty things in the 32K to 64K they had in them then. I just remember them as fun things where you could debug the entire machine to perfection in a couple weeks! (Try that with Windows!) And if you want to jump back and forth a quarter century, you can put an ATX board in the back decked out with the newest stuff and run Linux on it. :-)