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Boy, talk about a blast from the past! Binary code!
I should explain,
My first "professional" job was an assembly language programmer. For non-geeks, this is language where you say if bit 6 is on, go to this instruction, only a bit less elegantly (i,e BBST 6(R1),L0101) The company had managed to lose a tape that the mnemonic version of some program that they were having a problem with. I was assigned the task of reading the Binary (or our case, Octal) code, producing a human readable program, and finding the error.
One day, one of the senior programmer dropped by my cube and asked what the boss had me working on. She thought for a while, and finally said "Oh, that old so-and-so was working on when Committed suicide)
I did get that one fixed . (hint. a bed scheduling program shouldn't call the Indiana state payroll tax deduction calculator)
Only two more day till the election here in states. I'm glad I work late, two days of
"My opponent is a lair and a weasel"
"Are Not"
"Am Too"
Jennifer
“Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.”
-Mahatma Gandhi
"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act but a habit."
-Aristotle
Fredwina- Was that with or without punchcards? I don't want to overguess the era, but the concept of computers using punch cards is just wild to me... The things you miss, jumping through space-time...![]()
Oil is good, grease is better.
2007 Peter Mooney w/S&S couplers/Terry Butterfly
1993 Bridgestone MB-3/Avocet O2 Air 40W
1980 Columbus Frame with 1970 Campy parts
1954 Raleigh 3-speed/Brooks B72
(sigh) No Jeep yet.But I did see something that caught my eye... A decrepit Yugo with a Univ. of Notre Dame Alumni license plate on the bumper. I truly love ND but that had me rollin'.
Well Kit, close but no. I warned you. Here's the story...
So you know what kind of car we're talking about, I have a Chrysler Sebring Conv. I didn't take off the bumper or quarter panel. (the clips were about impossible to get at) I hoisted it up on a floorjack and chocked all the wheels good. (If it fell on me, would that qualify me for an "X marks the spot" sign? Or better yet, "spot marks the X"?) I crawled under there and tried using a rubber mallet from the inside but, you guessed it, not enough room. Walked around muttering under my breathe for a few minutes. I hate paying some guy to do something that I should be able to figure out. Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner! I got my crudy little scissors jack out of the trunk, cut some small 2x4 wooden blocks and went back up in there. I placed the blocks up in the dimple, (I love duct tape!) and put the jack in between them and the frame. Then I just screwed the jack open until the blocks pushed the dimple out. I had to reposition a few times to get it all but it worked. I'm not a big beer drinker but I certainly needed one after that. **shakes head** Told you you wouldn't believe me.
I swear I do everything azz backwards just to punish myself.
I've personally installed every car stereo I've ever had except for one car cuz I ordered it that way. No massive woofers for me. I like to hear more than just the base line. For me, the heart of a song comes from the layering, shadows, inflection...
Hey, CWR! Sounds like you had a great run. How long you in WV for? do a drive by up here and pick me up. I can't seem to escape on my own.![]()
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Only the suppressed word is dangerous. ~Ludwig Börne
*BIG SHINY EYES*
I do declare...
You, X, are givin' me the vapors!
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How have I not met you yet?! PA?! That's much too far. That won't do at all. We'll have to fix that. CWR? Could you pick X up and drop her off in Portland on your way back? Thanks!
We're gonna play with my little blue racecar.![]()
Oh, yeah! Great piles of old punchcards with "x" over them, and use the other side for scribbly notes.
I remember scheduling for classes, you'd go to the gym, stand in line for the class you wanted, hope there was still a punch card left for that class when you got there.
After you got your cards (and often you had to change your schedule, cuz if there weren't cards left the class was full) you took the stack to the scheduler, who fed them into the machine and then gave you your official schedule.
"If Americans want to live the American Dream, they should go to Denmark." - Richard Wilkinson
KNOT - I love jambalaya!! Eat some for me??
KIT - you are too young to know about vapors. Next you will be telling us you know nuthin 'bout birthin' no babies!
X - ya gotta have woofers, at least in the south. (Its a redneck thing.....)
CWR - I almost used my Photo Editor to crop incriminating evidence and post the remains but my DH said it would probably NOT be appreciated..... he's so much more considerate than me.... Glad your trip was safe!
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*huffs* It's *not* a redneck thing.![]()
It's a techno thing. And if your rearview mirror doesn't vibrate just a little, your system needs TLC.![]()
That was far more sophisticated than MIT in 1974. You picked classes (on paper) and turned in the list. The computer printed your schedule. If it couldn't fit you into the classes you requested you got a schedule that said "one hour for lunch unless unavoidable conflict". I think about 20% of the students got that schedule. Yes, MIT was on the forefront of the computer ageBut everyone ate lunch without fail.
Back to punch cards. If the card punch machines weren't enough to make you deaf and fray every nerve in your body, then there were the card readers. They made lots of errors. They failed in the middle of a 200 card deck. But the worst one I ever used was the one that bent your card every time it read them, and then would not read them again because they were bent. You had to store them in a card drawer with objects inserted at various points to try and bend them back overnight so they could be read again. And almost as bad as the cards and readers was JCL for IBM 360/370 computers. This was a computer language consisting of "//DDxx" and things like that. I never did understand it.
Oil is good, grease is better.
2007 Peter Mooney w/S&S couplers/Terry Butterfly
1993 Bridgestone MB-3/Avocet O2 Air 40W
1980 Columbus Frame with 1970 Campy parts
1954 Raleigh 3-speed/Brooks B72
I swear I was born on the wrong side of the country.See CWR, Kit agrees, do a drive by or fly by or whatever!
***quietly the Animals are playing in the backround on an old 45***
We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do...
Nah, no big woofers poundin' me in the chest. I trust my heart to pick it's own pace, thankyouverymuch. I pretty much listen to just about anything. I'm always up for something new with few exceptions... just can't handle Rap or Hip Hop/boy group type of stuff. Or hate rock. Blech.
Overall, I'd rather have music on anytime than the tv. I literally go days without turning the tv on. (50" w/ s-s setup) I haven't watched a current tv show in I don't know when. Couldn't tell ya what's on these days. I used to help create TV Guide and I had no idea if I was putting the right pic on the cover.Loooove Seinfeld and Fraser reruns tho. Intelligent comedy that doesn't make you more stupid for having watched it.
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Only the suppressed word is dangerous. ~Ludwig Börne
Yeh but picture 2 bookshelf type subwoofers mounted in the back window of a 1971 Fastback Mustang....... REDNECK!!!.....thats what my brother did to his and I am the lucky car keeper while he retires from the Army in Germany..... go figure. Oh, and let's not leave out the centerline rims.
and X - there IS a better life. It involves winning the lotto...... and you still use a turntable?????????????
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[QUOTE=KnottedYet;141548]Tonight's repast:
Jambalaya. Chocolate and fruit for dessert.
mmmmmm. I love Jambalaya!!!! Care to share the recipe? It gets cold here too.
Martha
Love Fraiser, hate Seinfeld. Dunno what it is. We have *a* TV, but it doesn't have an antenna (just DVDs for that TV) so I'm 'with ya'. I don't like "hate rock" but I love Manson (that is *not* hate rock. It's not.), old-school Punk (Ramones, Sex Pistols, Revolting Cocks, Bad Religion -esp. their '80-85 album-) and then the old-old stuff that's just timeless- Beatles, Stones, Jimi, Janis and Jim...![]()
Economy, technology, does it really work?
The guy running the government's another jerk
Try to teach some values and they all erode away
You're lucky if they listen to a single word you say.
What is right and what is wrong, government decides
You don't have to like the laws as long as you abide
We're all being oppressed by the upper-middle class
The government you vote for is the one that you possess.
I'm so tired and now I'm through, I'm through and so are you
Oppressive fear from presidents, it's us, not the government
We control the masses of the whole entire race
Soon our streets will all get filled without a happy face. Bad Religion- Politics- '81
You could pick up and move, I'm sure St. Vince's here could use an X-rayted technician...
And we will *not* start the vinyl vs. CD "discussion" here...![]()
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CyclChyk - OMG, you know what a 45 is? Ya old woman.Think I got a turntable (or record player as they were called back in the day) stashed somewhere in a closet. Not sure.
And on the 'Stang, I'll be there at dawn for a spin. What he don't know won't hurt him. We'll just turn back the odometer like Ferris.Oh, wait, that didn't work, did it? Shoot. Well, I know how to unhook the cable so we're still golden. Do you have keys or do I need to bring my "tools"?
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Only the suppressed word is dangerous. ~Ludwig Börne