I do tech support and I’m ok,
I dont sleep nights and I work all day.
I do admin, refresh ip’s,
configure your os.
I sort out hw problems,
and your mac address
i do tech support… etc etc etc into drunkes stupor…
A long long time ago,
I can still remember when computers used to make me smile,
and I knew if I had my chance,
I could make those pixels dance,
and maybe they’ed be happy for a while,
but COBOL used to make me shiver,
with every date that I’d deliver,
2 digits on the date-set,
We didnt see the mistake yet,
I cant remember if I cried,
when I read about Intel Inside,
and something touched me deep inside,
the day, my CMOS died.
anyone know the rest of this song?
“I’m a rebel, soul rebel. I’m a capturer, soul adventurer”
~Bob Marley wanna see me?
Last picture. Thats me on the left. Blue shirt. I dont have the hair colour anymore.
So bye bye, newsroom Y2K guy,
We’ve heard hype of every stripe but now it really won’t fly.
You good old boys have tried to scare us - but why?
Could it be to send your ratings sky-high?
Did you want your ratings sky-high…
Ok, I’ve put some actual thought into mine and I want to change it
(To the tune of Greased Lightning)
That VogueVixen’s filling up the board with crap
(VogueVixen, go VogueVixen)
The Dopers in the chatroom just wish that she would shut her yap
(VogueVixen, no VogueVixen)
She’s on all day (uh-huh)
Won’t go away (nuh-uh)
VogueVixen!
and just to be extra silly…
Nothing you can say can tear him away from P-S-Y
Democritus would board a Greyhound bus for P-S-Y…
They met on a board we call Straight Dope
I hope they bring me some tequila from Mex-i-co
We ain’t misbehavin’, there’s no separatin’ Dem and Psy
Adrock, light up the place
And if you pull my card you pull the ace
And if you ask me turn up the bass
And if you play Defender I could be your hyperspace
Vix, that was love-el-y. Thanks
I couldn’t think of any songs, but I did picture Phaedrus typing away furiously to the sound of Orf’sO Fortuna, from Carmina Burana.
Whether you’re fat or slim bubble your ting.
Fellas if you need help, use ginseng.
–Wyclef Jean
I decided my chorus didn’t match Larrigan’s intro (it’s about the hype instead of the actual problem), So I’m doing the whole thing.
(to the tune of “American Pie” - duh)
Long, long time ago…
Way back last November,
On the news I saw a talking head
And he said that there was a chance
We’d wake from our collective trance
And all our home computers would be dead…
His tale of terror made me shudder,
We were a boat without a rudder…
I shouldn’t wait 'til later
To buy a generator…
The food supplies would soon be gone,
So stockpile Spam and Evian…
But New Year’s came, and with the dawn
We knew…the hype…had died.
(chorus)
So bye bye, newsroom Y2K guy,
We’ve heard hype of every stripe but now it really won’t fly.
You good old boys have tried to scare us - but why?
Could it be to send your ratings sky-high?
Did you want your ratings sky-high…
I’m still working on the rest of it…if anyone wants to see more, post your plea and I’ll do my best.
I think the song that best describes us as a whole would be:
“Too much time on my hands
and it’s ticking away at my sanity…”
Adrock, light up the place
And if you pull my card you pull the ace
And if you ask me turn up the bass
And if you play Defender I could be your hyperspace
Purplebear…Mephiskapheles is the bomb-diggity!!! I love that song! My song would have to be the JerkWaterJive anthem…
(If you have speakers or headphones, click here to listen along, or click here to download it!)
LAZY
All the needles fell off the christmas tree, I guess it was sometime in mid-March
I started calling all the decorations “Easter lights” and bought some eggs at the supermart
Poured the food coloring in my beer and had a Pabst Blue Ribbon hunt
Brian says, “This is just a phase, we’re not lazy, we’re just drunk”
L-A-Z-Y
Favorite letters in the alphabet
L-A-Z-Y
Variables for “it’ll be better yet”
L-A-Z-Y
Honestly, this is just a front
L-A-Z-Y
We’re not lazy, we’re just drunk
We eat fast food every day but it’s not like I can’t cook
I just don’t want to bother looking for ingredients and opening up Betty Crocker’s book
Watched SportsCenter seven times today but it always seemed the same
I’d change the channel if I could but the remote’s been lost for days and days and days
L-A-Z-Y
Favorite letters in the alphabet
L-A-Z-Y
Variables for “it’ll be better yet”
L-A-Z-Y
Honestly, this is just a front
L-A-Z-Y
We’re not lazy, we’re just drunk
Broke my shoelace yesterday and my shoe’s been falling off
I guess I wouldn’t mind so much if the weren’t holes in my dirty socks
How’d I ever get this way? I really don’t know why
All I know is these four little letters are fucking up my life
L-A-Z-Y
Favorite letters in the alphabet
L-A-Z-Y
Variables for “it’ll be better yet”
L-A-Z-Y
Honestly, this is just a front
L-A-Z-Y
We’re not lazy, we’re just drunk
Roots&Radicals,
-ldiot8oy JerkWaterJive
…Ska and Punk never tasted so good together!
“You wanna know what I think about assholes and opinions?..I don’t wanna hear your’s!” - some comedian we saw when I met Satan
Dude? SingleDad, what more do you want? They gave you a freaking standing ovation! Sheesh. Give a man an inch, he whines until you sleep with him. hehe
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
To the tune of Time, by Pink Floyd…
Typing away, the moments that make up my work day,
I fritter and waste my lunch hour to excess,
Surfing around all the different threads in the fora,
Answering questions in MPSIMS,
tired of fixing old computers, havent seen the sun in days,
eating instant coffee granules, living in a constant haze,
Then one day I wake to find, 10 hours have gone behind me,
I am addicted, its plain to see,
to the SDMB,
(cue : Sqrlcub playing the guitar solo on a comb and tissue paper kazoo)…
“I’m a rebel, soul rebel. I’m a capturer, soul adventurer”
~Bob Marley wanna see me?
Last picture. Thats me on the left. Blue shirt. I dont have the hair colour anymore.
Actually, I have to say that Arnold W.'s “SDMB in 20 years” was the best post ever, at least in my limited experience. That one had beer shooting out of my nose.
Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is serious.
I love that song! My song would have to be the 
