10 Aug
2010
10 Aug
'10
1:32 p.m.
On Mon, 9 Aug 2010, Gene Buckle wrote:
Well frankly, if I had any idea that you'd go Old
Man McClusky on me while
waving your cane in my face and raving about these damn kids, I just may
have. Unfortunately I constantly forget that you like to party like it's
1979.
HELL, YES!! You damn kids today have no clue how to party.
Herpes was the worst incurable STD in those days.
I will gladly find and give John Titor a 5100 (with APL AND BASIC)
if he will just drop me off in 1979. I'll throw in a 360
for a one-way to the 1960s. That's for one-way.
For round-trip, all he gets is Valtrep.
Who is Old Man McClusky? Maybe he'd like to come along.
I use Alpine to read email (text only) and have been
known to use Lynx
(text only browser) on occasion. Both of which are likely available if
you're using pretty much any flavor of Unix, VMS, Linux or DOS.
I'm on PINE, but I have three modern browsers on this POS. At dial-up
speeds, it is still annoying to have to go somewhere just to find out what
it is. Click and WAIT.
Because we've pretty much already defined that
I'm an asshole,
S'alright, so am I
it should be added that I'm not terribly
understanding of peoples'
self-configured difficulty. You could easily build a machine that does
all these new-fangled and modern webby things and yet you grump at ME
because you have no way to copy & paste a url into any kind of browser.
That is s'posedly comparably easy to reading "it's a documentary about
Adventure"?
Besides, kids today won't play Adventure "cause it don't got pictures"
Yes, I like the trailing edge of computing, but you
fell off of it and
the guy pushing the stone wheelbarrow behind us is going to grind you to
paste if you don't catch up. :)
I haven't been on the bleeding edge in about 30 years.
Pioneers are the ones with arrows in the back.
Y'know, 1970 was kinda fun, too. FORTRAN and APL, Selectric terminals,
lining up the crosshairs on the Gerber "Etch-a-sketch" and stomping on the
pedal to get the modified 026 to punch two three digit numbers of the
coordinates, . . .
Don't worry about the guy behind us; I can still swing my cane.
--
Grumpy Ol' Fred cisin at xenosoft.com