My Newton and I were the best of friends. Devoted. Inseparable.
So when my green friend had trouble syncing to more and more advanced versions of the Mac OS, I did everything I could to help.
After a while I was certain his career was finished. Then I thought of another job... an alarm clock. His outpost was a lonely little nightstand 6 inches away from my bed. The Newt went along to be whatever help he could on the new job. I thought... anything I can do to help my crippled friend. But the lengths Newton users are willing to go is THE REST OF THE STORY.
The Newton had nearly become used to sitting alone in a room everyday while his place was taken by a flashy new Palm. Days became weeks, weeks became months, months became years. For almost 2 years the Newton sat... faithfully waking me up at the break of dawn.
How sad I thought. For 5 years I'd used the Newton and his predecessors... he never lost data once. In 5 years even with bumps and drops... not once did it fail to remind me of an appointment or refuse to take notes.
Now... I don't think I mentioned that the Newt... my faithful friend for all those years... is back in full use! Wonder of wonders! Two incredible people have breathed new life into his little green soul. Yes, Hiroshi Noguchi wrote a wireless lan driver for my mute green friend - now he spends all day talking on an Airport with the help of an old WaveLAN Silver card. And the syncing? Nicely taken care of by John Anderson at Everchanging Software. And that my friends is.... THE REST OF THE STORY!
Chinese Radar Operator: Comrade Colonel, you better have a look at this radar. Comrade Colonel: What is it, son? Chinese Radar Operator: I don't know, sir, but it looks like a giant--
American Jet Pilot on patrol: Dick! Dick, take a look out of starboard. Co-Pilot: Oh my God, it looks like a huge--
Woman on Cruise Ship: Pecker! Man on Cruise Ship: [raising binoculars] Where? Woman on Cruise Ship: Over there. What sort of bird is that? Oh goodness, it's not a bird, it's--
Uninformed Canaveral Sergeant: Privates! We have reports of an Unidentified Flying Object. It has a long, smooth shaft, complete with--
Baseball Umpire near Kennedy: Two balls! [looking up from game] What is that? It looks just like an enormous--
Comrade Colonel: Wang! Chinese Radar Operator: Yes, sir? Comrade Colonel: Get on the horn to Wu and let him know about this.
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The couch (big flat rocks with lumbar support) Fast food (grubs) Pamela Anderson (Grand Tetons) The Rolling Stones (dinosaur fossils) Windows (swarms of locusts)
*Sisko, shifting from foot to foot* I was writing a message, on the console, when - beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! - and like, half of my message was gone! And I was like... ngggh? Evil Federation spies had devoured, my message. It was a really good message. And then I had to do it fast... so it wasn't as good. I could see how Changlings feel. And it was like... a bummer...
A mysterious being represented by a small wormlike creature that crawls in the ear of it's victims and watches everything they do gaining unlimited knowledge and using it to blackmail leaders of races and the people they lead into subservience. A recurring theme in DS X will be the use of a special GNU-Ray device to rid a poor soul of it's 'G' infestation bringing them back to their senses. The worm will spring from the mouth of the victim being 'saved' , rock back and forth, make some notes on an electronic tablet, laugh a little 'heh-heh' laugh and dematerialize.
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Taco's alot like Leonard Shelby in Memento.
You might wake up in some cheap hotel in a bathtub full of ice ... *insert Psycho sound effects here* ...WITH NO FACE!!!!!
Sounds like a great new Urban Myth!
...a completely digital, paperless
*echo chamber effect* Hospital of the Future *end effect*
here in Birmingham, AL (we have a big medical presence). I hope Scrushy's reading this...
I'm thinkin' a stark background - with real people - some catchy music - what? oh. Does anyone remember the last MS campaign?
Post all your successes and failures so that (after it reads it's weblogs) the company'll use this slashdot forum for R&D...
Brilliant
Mod's r mean today!
My Newton and I were the best of friends. Devoted. Inseparable.
... an alarm clock. His outpost was a lonely little nightstand 6 inches away from my bed. The Newt went along to be whatever help he could on the new job. I thought ... anything I can do to help my crippled friend. But the lengths Newton users are willing to go is THE REST OF THE STORY.
... faithfully waking me up at the break of dawn.
... not once did it fail to remind me of an appointment or refuse to take notes.
... I don't think I mentioned that the Newt ... my faithful friend for all those years ... is back in full use! Wonder of wonders! Two incredible people have breathed new life into his little green soul. Yes, Hiroshi Noguchi wrote a wireless lan driver for my mute green friend - now he spends all day talking on an Airport with the help of an old WaveLAN Silver card. And the syncing? Nicely taken care of by John Anderson at Everchanging Software. And that my friends is .... THE REST OF THE STORY!
So when my green friend had trouble syncing to more and more advanced versions of the Mac OS, I did everything I could to help.
After a while I was certain his career was finished. Then I thought of another job
The Newton had nearly become used to sitting alone in a room everyday while his place was taken by a flashy new Palm. Days became weeks, weeks became months, months became years. For almost 2 years the Newton sat
How sad I thought. For 5 years I'd used the Newton and his predecessors... he never lost data once. In 5 years even with bumps and drops
Now
Manimal!
They're balled 'cause they're bending over hugging a tree! (gives you a woody don't it..) :>
be written by pasting different sized letters cut out from a newspaper onto typing paper?
a woman?
I can't wait till I get a new laptop and every morning I hear...
You lookin' at me!? Are YOU lookin' at ME?!!
...well except for the photos.
It's called a 'Newton'
They just meant fast you know - rushin!
....
... try the fish!
OW! hey! hey! quit throwin things
Please! please! Settle down folks, I'm here all week, tip your waiter and
Chinese Radar Operator: Comrade Colonel, you better have a look at this radar.
Comrade Colonel: What is it, son?
Chinese Radar Operator: I don't know, sir, but it looks like a giant--
American Jet Pilot on patrol: Dick! Dick, take a look out of starboard.
Co-Pilot: Oh my God, it looks like a huge--
Woman on Cruise Ship: Pecker!
Man on Cruise Ship: [raising binoculars] Where?
Woman on Cruise Ship: Over there. What sort of bird is that? Oh goodness, it's not a bird, it's--
Uninformed Canaveral Sergeant: Privates! We have reports of an Unidentified Flying Object. It has a long, smooth shaft, complete with--
Baseball Umpire near Kennedy: Two balls! [looking up from game] What is that? It looks just like an enormous--
Comrade Colonel: Wang!
Chinese Radar Operator: Yes, sir?
Comrade Colonel: Get on the horn to Wu and let him know about this.
Scotchgard?
Such a kidder... (and He reads Slashdot...)
The couch (big flat rocks with lumbar support)
Fast food (grubs)
Pamela Anderson (Grand Tetons)
The Rolling Stones (dinosaur fossils)
Windows (swarms of locusts)
We had the whole geriatric ward up and around for the first time in ages with the new shoes. Now all they do is sit on their feet....
tree of knowledge. Sweet Apples. The Serpent brought us the Word and Visicalc dropped from the heavens and lo! we had a choice and we took it.
(Self) Banned from Garden of Windows.
...get out the bug spray
Penn Jillette want to track Teller?
...going - MICROSOFT! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Get it? Ew! = EU? ahhh - shaddup! *shutting little Laugh-in cameo door*
The episode'd be called...
... a bummer...
... and I'm a Dominion Captain.
"Switch"
I can see the promo for it.
*Sisko, shifting from foot to foot*
I was writing a message, on the console, when - beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! - and like, half of my message was gone! And I was like... ngggh? Evil Federation spies had devoured, my message.
It was a really good message. And then I had to do it fast... so it wasn't as good. I could see how Changlings feel. And it was like
I'm Benjamin Sisko
will be 'G'.
A mysterious being represented by a small wormlike creature that crawls in the ear of it's victims and watches everything they do gaining unlimited knowledge and using it to blackmail leaders of races and the people they lead into subservience. A recurring theme in DS X will be the use of a special GNU-Ray device to rid a poor soul of it's 'G' infestation bringing them back to their senses. The worm will spring from the mouth of the victim being 'saved' , rock back and forth, make some notes on an electronic tablet, laugh a little 'heh-heh' laugh and dematerialize.