To: My Boss From: Blondie Subject: Changing calendars from Y2K I hope that I haven’t misunderstood your instructions because, to be honest, none of this Y to K problem made much sense to me. At any rate, I have finished the conversion of all of the months on all the company calendars for next year. …
Log On: Making a wood stove hotter. Log Off: Don’t add no more wood. Monitor: Keeping an eye on the wood stove. Download: Gettin’ the farwood off the truk. Mega Hertz: When yer not keerful gettin’ the farwood. Floppy Disc: Whutcha git from tryin’ ta carry too much farwood. Ram: That thar thing whut splits …
Twas the night before implementation and all through the house not a program was working, not even a browse. The programmers hung round their cubes in despair with hopes that a miracle soon would be there. The users were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of inquiries danced in their heads. When out …
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, except Papa’s mouse. The computer was humming, the icons were hopping, As Papa did last-minute Internet shopping. The stockings were hung by the modem with care In hope that St. Nicholas would bring new software. The children were nestled all …
A festive holiday poem Hugh Drumm & Vincent Ambrose ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Net, There were hacker’s a surfing. Geeks? Yeah, you bet. The e-mails were stacked by the modem with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The newbies were nestled all snug by their screens, …
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