Heroic Computer Dies to Save World from Master’s Thesis
I know someone whose computer died with his thesis a couple of years ago and he still hasn’t finished it. It can be quite traumatizing. Which is why I have my research–not even a thesis yet!–saved on three different drives and am preparing a notebook.
No, actually “petals” grow on flowers. Pedals (from the root “ped” meaning “foot”, hence its inclusion in words like “pedestal” and “pedometer” and “pedantic”) is a completely different word altogether. “Cookie” is “cookie”.
Thank you, lisacurl, for explaining the joke. Happy birthday.
My point is that when people of my generation and my father’s generation try to embrace the colony of unmanageable organisms known as “the Internet” we get made fun of by people who are half our age and half our smart. (Dear God, I just used my father’s phrase!) We’re trying to understand it, we’re trying to use it. I’m willing to learn anything new. It wouldn’t hurt people like **Drleth ** one damn bit to understand why we have the fears and uncertainties we have. We’ve been fucked over once too often to entirely trust “the Internet.”
Well, if it makes you feel any better, the computer-science use of the term “cookie” can be traced back to the cookie bear on the Andy Williams show, back in the late 60s. How’s that for a blast from the past?
My mother, god bless her, took to the 'net like a duck to water, until her illness grew severe enough that she had difficulty using her hands. It was actually a little freaky.
Study: Depression Hits Losers Hardest
I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Wow, does that mean that Tandy Leather had something to do with Tandy Computers? I always wondered that (there was a Tandy Leather store right next to a Tandy Computers store in Winnipeg about fifteen years ago).
Oh, and I think mine is: Area Man Likes to Think of Own Past as Sordid
Show me, please. Or at least lend me a penny so I can buy a cookie.
Cookie bear turned into cookie monster. Cookie monster inspired Unix magic cookies. (see bottom of the post) Eventually Lou Montulli, needing to store arbitrary server state on the client wrote the http-cookie extension.
No! No cookies! Not now! Not ever! NEVER!
This one is for my husband:
Thank you. That was awesome.
“Senseless hipster carnage.” snort 
They certainly do turn a nice phrase, those Onion folks.
The first one is a spot-on description of my brother’s cats, right down to the vase that was broken last November. The second matches up pretty well with what my aunt says. (She works with a government agency in New Orleans.)
I believe it wasThis article that was forwarded to me by a friend of mine who thought it was real and was indignant (to be fair, she was new to the country and didn’t know The Onion was satirical).
This was a month after the September 11 attacks and although I thought something wasn’t quite right, I didn’t realize it was meant to be satirical until I got to the end of the email where it mentioned the source.
Re-reading the article (if it is the same one), I find that it seems obviously satirical. At the time it seemed only a tiny bit outside the realm of reality.
I’d say this Onion article is perfect for people like me who moved to New England just in time for the Patriots’ 2007-8 season:
Patriots’ Season Perfect For Rest Of Nation
A-frikkin’-men. That shut up all the a-holes I heard bragging about how they ought to just cancel the rest of the playoffs and give the trophy to the Patriots. I’m thinking about posting this one on my office door.
Whoosh.
Then try to learn something. If I’m “half your smart” this should all be a breeze.
Engage thy brain. It’s really that simple.
To really mess with the heads of the Radio Shack drones, ask them for a portable photon emitter.
“Uhhhhh, I don’t think we have those, sir.”