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  1. Re:Would you rather see iMac colored grills? on Apple Moves Again To Squash Look-Alikes · · Score: 1

    The new George Foreman grill looks exactly like an iBook.

  2. Sorrow on The Challenger · · Score: 1

    I was 5 when we landed on the moon, I remember watching it. I sent to nasa for books about space when I was about 7. I have watched the space program go from our most important national project to an afterthought. I watched the first shuttle launch. I watched Challenger explode. Space is the future of humanity, but we have been led astray by marketing and instant gratification. Sorrow is the only word that will describe the moment of realization that we have wasted our future.

  3. Re:hmm odd... on Beowulf For Dummies? · · Score: 1

    Imagine a beowulf cluster of, beowulf clusters

  4. Re:Is it lawsuit season? on The Pillsbury Doughboy vs. Engineers · · Score: 1

    Yes, it is brought about by the desperate sucking winds of dot com ventures that are about to run out of cash. Unfortunately these winds sometimes blow down the doors of established companies and bring lightly scattered lawsuits. The weak and nerdy are admired for their computer programming ability-Homer Simpson

  5. Re:Nostalgia on PDP-10 Revival · · Score: 1

    I remember when you had to dial the phone and wait for the carrier signal, then slap it down on the teletypewriter and hope you logged in before the mainframe would hang up. Oh the grand evolutionary step up to the portable Silent 700 terminal. Same thing only 250 pounds lighter. Punch cards and paper tape were the shit. No typing in 500 lines of basic, Just code the cards and run em through the reader. Oregon trail was the game of choice. Too bad Apple had to come along and make life easy on everyone. Thats the way it was and we liked it! The weak and nerdy are admired for their computer programming abilities-Homer Simpson