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August 05, 2002
Real Programmers
Real Programmers
Real programmers like vending machine popcorn. Coders pop it in the microwave oven. Real programmers use the heat given off by the cpu. They can tell what job is running just by listening to the rate of popping.
I like this quote, simply because popping popcorn on a processor is a rather good idea. It would work, too. With AMD's chugging along at around 50C, I'm sure the little corns of pop would explode readiy given enough exposure to the raw power of a 2Ghz processor. The only problem would be trying to get the tiny flavored bits out of the PCI slots...
A long time ago, in a galexy far, far away...
"I looked at the spelling of your name and thought, hmm I used to know someone who spelt it that way, but that was about 5 and a half years ago and I didn't really know her so I just forgot about it.
Anyway, the story goes on and I'm posting and getting to know ppl and one of them tells me, Hey, Jacqui's really nice. You should talk to her. So I decided to look at your profile and add you to ICQ or something and I saw your picture. The bottom dropped out of my stomach and I gaped (for the first time in my life I have found an appropriate place to use the word gape).
Now it'll be really embarassing if it isn't you, but did you ever go to NHS? (Abbriev. for obvious rasons) and is your last initial D? I think we went on the same bus at school...! "
Well, there you go.
I am remembered. Surprisingly, thankfully, she doesnt recall the infamous "Chocolate Cake Incident". I've been remembered for worse, but I'd rather not have that unfortunate memory dragged through the news once again. Yes, Ok, so we gave the science block a laxitive laced cake. Big Deal.
Coolies... well, Today is supposed to be all about the project. Up until now its been all about this comfy chair, and a bottle of diet coke... Perhaps I should get off my ass and actually start using my brain.
Jac.
Posted by Jacqui at August 5, 2002 12:03 PM