So somebody invented a flat piece of metal
And pumped some lightning inside it
And it makes ones and zeros look like fantasy heroes
And we have no idea who supplied it.
Yet if there’s a method for solving equations
About how many red beans in a jar
Can be expressed fractally, we will know exactly
Who the nerds who invented it are.
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There once was a buck from Melrose
Who smelled something sweet with his nose.
His friends said “That crap’ll
“Most oft be an apple.
“Forget it. Let’s go out and win does.”
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This year I’ve devoted a considerable portion of time to two activities: Dating, and IT support. While normally doing both of these at the same time decreases the enjoyment in both activities, I’ve realized the two have a lot more in common than one might think. For example:
1. Bars are not good places to look for women or computers.
2. Most things you can’t recover from occur because of memory failures.
3. While tempting, upgrading to newer models is expensive and prone to supply shortages.
4. You will be appreciated for your people skills, not your technical expertise.
5. If you need to look up answers in a book, do it when you’re alone.
6. If something is smoking and/or leaking fluid, RUN!
7. You can know how things work, but you’ll rarely know why.
8. You sound smart if you notice incremental changes in appearance.
9. Nobody wants to hear graphic details (or details about graphics).
10. Most of the time you screw up, the error message comes too late to fix anything.
And the ultimate key:
11. When in doubt, make sure it’s turned on.
Also, the more energy you put in, the hotter everything gets.
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I asked my mom, the keyboard,
Who her favorite child was.
She said, “I have no favorite
“And the reason is because
“I love all my kids the same.
“They’re all precious to me.”
And everyone believed her
Except the right “SHIFT” key.
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Some people are scared of spiders,
Some people are scared of mice,
But everyone’s scared of making a password
And typing the same mistake twice.
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