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For four days straights, I sit at my typewriter in my bedroom. Twenty of my typed pages, full of slashes and red-circled edits, become thirty-one in thick Strathmore white.
Port Authority Bus Terminal
I have learned and dismantled all the words in order to draw from them a
single word: Home.
On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the escape key.
Turn left in two hundred feet " the computerized voice said in a cheery voice. "There is no turn in two hundred feet you bitch " I yelled toward the screen. "Zoom out." Nothing happened. "ZOOM. OUT " I said again louder before the screen responded to the voice-activated command.
This is systems security for the Central Intelligence Agency. We would like to know why you are attempting to hack one of our classified databases.
What do you want as your password?"
"How about iloveaura
I got tired of people complaining that it was too hard to use UNIX because the editor was too complicated.
What was so special about the Mac, we all know, was the graphical computer interface.
The computer programmer is a creator of universes for which he alone is the lawgiver. No playwright, no stage director, no emperor, however powerful, has ever exercised such absolute authority to arrange a stage or field of battle and to command such unswervingly dutiful actors or troops.
Hi there! This is Eddie, your shipboard computer, and I'm feeling just great, guys, and I know I'm just going to get a bundle of kicks out of any program you care to run through me.
Unix is like a toll road on which you have to stop every 50 feet to pay another nickel. But hey! You only feel 5 cents poorer each time.
GNU, which stands for Gnu's Not Unix, is the name for the complete Unix-compatible software system which I am writing so that I can give it away free to everyone who can use it.
A click: the sound of a switchblade opening, empty, lonely and dark.
I have no idea what I'm doing.
What are you two doing in here?" Mike Iglehart wore an eye-blistering white lab coat and a surly expression. "This isn't some teenage make-out room."
My face flushed scarlet. "Excuse me?"
"We were using the computer!" Ben barked. "That's it.
Internet Explorer, Microsoft's crashware turd that no one under the age of forty used voluntarily.
But a tedious way to a grievous end(745);
I can't remember what my first script was.
there are some problems no Unix command can address.
Mysteriously escaped and disappeared. The programmes
garden. I have been defeated,
If you have any trouble sounding condescending, find a Unix user to show you how it's done.
And so the idea was, well maybe you can take an Atari video game machine, where people plug in a game cartridge, and plug in a modem, and tie that into a telephone, and essentially turn that game in the machine into an interactive terminal.
I talked to the computer at great length and explained my view of the Universe to it," said Marvin. "And what happened?" pressed Ford. "It committed suicide," said Marvin,
Read; explore; write; read; explore; write; read...
u know when u are in a garage filled with cars (girls) and then u click on the clicker and cara opens up
Beggars approached the task of trying to persuade perfect strangers to bear the burden of their maintenance with that optimistic vim which makes all the difference. It was one of those happy mornings.
Cut word lines - Cut music lines - Smash the control images - Smash the control machine - Burn the books - Kill the priests - Kill! Kill! Kill!
cunt on the blackboard.
I've gotta keep life and computers separate, or else I'm gonna go mad.
Note that if I can get you to su and say something just by asking, you have a very serious security problem on your system and you should look into it.
Her computer's fan whirred to life, blowing warm air onto her fingers. Two flame-red slits glowed from the monitor. The speakers boomed. "I lived! I died! I live again!"
Olivie had dealt with blue screens, frozen hourglasses, and even the odd hardware conflict back in the day. This was new.
I work in a giant building:
forty floors and forty cubicles
per wing, four wings per floor,
one person and one personal
computer per cubicle, a labyrinth
in which everyone's goal is to stay lost.
I froze like a startled bunny. Fumbling the disk into my purse, I cut my eyes toward the hallway.
Had I locked the front door?
Of course I had. Only a moron would break into someone's house and forget to lock the door.
Damn it! I'd forgotten to lock the door.
Holy psychotic PCs, Robin, we've a murderous MacBook on the loose!
What's the point in being here if you have to follow a computer? What is this, a fucking Turing test in reverse?
program." "If I'm wrong, I'll expel myself." I hate you. "Thank you. Thank you very
Night, G'rard."
" 'Night, mouse.
There was a terminal narrative. It was a story until it stopped being a story and until then they kept wanting to know. Give up... Surrender your need for the detail; there is only one way this is going to end.
window, staring at
Some say that "the pen is mightier than the sword." I say "the keyboard is your machine gun.
It all started with a mouse.
Enter at the exit
What you see is my old shell; inside it's all changed. You can't share my life.
A computer can be a useful and indispensable tool. But if we allow it to devour our time with vain, unproductive, and sometimes destructive pursuits, it becomes an entangling net.
Fill me in on the details of your life."
"I thought you didn't give a shit."
"It'll give me something to do while I wait for you to stab me to death.
The computer programmer creates the only path available to the computer user; the effect of his decisions on others is masked by their abstraction.
Do not meddle in the affairs of cats, for they are subtle and will pee on your computer.
Keep your fingers on the letters. H+G
I'm a bit of a gunner on the QWERTY keyboard.
Shit down your computer, and restart.
Working with the computer gives rise to many opportunities to transcend asocial behavior, because it produces exciting and visually interesting things to share, whether it's by creating video games, computer art or sharing exciting Web sites.
Commands-
you're sure to hear from above
if you're placed down below.
Bash it out now, tart it up later.
When designers replaced the command line interface with the graphical user interface, billions of people who are not programmers could make use of computer technology.
the window. 'But that isn't possible.
We toast the Lisp programmer who pens his thoughts within nests of parentheses.
I have discovered that there are two types of command interfaces in the world of computing: good interfaces and user interfaces.
DIAGRAMMING MY DEATH SENTENCE
What are you doing?" Blake asked.
"Getting rid of it," I said, feeling unusually antsy.
"That's perfectly good J!" Blake protested.
"Sorry." I dumped the last of it.
"Front-row seats at the suicide show," Ginger said. "Lovely.
One winter night, at his home, while he was stirring up the logs in his fireplace, he muttered, "Computers are irrelevant." Building
You should change your Password"
"not exactly a priority so I haven't got'round to it"
"I'll do it for you"I offered.
His arms gave me a squeeze and he grinned.
"What'll you chose?"
before I could stop my mouth from forming the words, I said "Shebitchfromhell666
A simple question unlocks best.
Just remember, it all started with a mouse.
Also not the kind of place to hide a server."
"Is that another pun?" She asked.
"No! I swear! I didn't mean that one."
~Shell Game, Kingdom Keepers #5
UNIX is basically a simple operating system, but you have to be a genius to understand the simplicity.
My brain's just full of passwords.
Recently a guy was having trouble with his computer. So he unplugs it, takes it out in the alley, pulls out a gun, and shoots it eight times. Coincidentally, that's how Hillary got rid of her emails.
The three most dangerous things in the world are a programmer with a soldering iron, a hardware type with a program patch and a user with an idea.
My current computer, in addition to 'DOS,' has 'Windows,' which is another invention of Bill Gates, designed as a security measure to thwart those users who are somehow able to get past DOS.
In my perfect imagination, with stern discipline I rise with the first bird, salute the dawn, have a healthy breakfast of fruits, wander over to my faux-oak desk, tap the On button on my Macbook Air, acknowledge the muse, and skip into the world where the story flows over the day and into the night.
My computer is a tool not a way of life. The real world is outside.
I felt my cell phone buzz, and I looked at the screen. Ranger.
"Your GPS just went blank," Ranger said when I answered.
"The car exploded." There was a beat of silence.
"Rafael won the pool," Ranger said. "Are you okay?"
"Yes."
"I'll send someone.
Idly, I switch the mean machine on and fire up the e-mail program.
I am a night creature, and I write from midnight till dawn, secluded in my office and surrounded by my collection of dragons (I have 400 of them). I only use Macintosh computers, which I name in dynastic order. Right now I'm using MacDragon 5. Only the devil is able to decipher my handwriting.
Maktub" (It is written.)
Coffee, creativity, keyboard. The plot thickens.
Cursing, Scarlet pressed the unlock mechanism again. Nothing. Then the control panel pinged, startling her, and a message scrolled across the top. BE CAREFUL, SCARLET. Her jaw fell. What - ?
The computer's password protected. I try the basics: 1,2,3,4. QWERTY. YTREWQ, which is qwerty backward. PASSWORD. A few others. Whoever uses this computer isn't quite that dumb. They are, however, dumb enough to write it down in the corner of the desk blotter.
[I]nside every computer, there is a hidden man being bored.
Craig Binky decided that to salvage his position he would bear any burden and pay any price, and find out exactly what was going on. He had to redeem his honor. He decided to ask a computer. He
Life is a terminal illness.
The computer system is secure.
Welcome to my dungeon. It's not much," Linc said as he cleaned off a chair for her. "But ... it's
not much." He dumped the files and books on the floor.
"The nice thing about starting at the bottom is, you can't get any lower."
"If I'm a good boy, I'll get my own stapler
When you're in command, command.
What did you do to this?' he asked in a horrorstruck voice.
'It didn't want to come out of the dashboard.'
'So you felt the need to torture it?'
'You know how I am with tools. No pain was inflicted intentionally.'
He shook his head, his face a mask of faux tragedy. 'You killed it.
How the hell can you play here?
The fundamental problem with vi is that it doesn't have a mouse and therefore you've got all these commands.
What are you
some kind of addict? Is this where you come to ...
He settled into his ergonomically designed, yet inexpensive, chair and logged into his computer. He could do this. Just turn the computer on, shut brain down, and commence typing until fingers fell off. - Captain Lewis
Mentally mutilated potential programmers beyond hope of regeneration.
User interface is customer service for the computer.
This is the FBI Hostage Negotiations Service. Press one if you wish to surrender. Press two for a getaway car. Press three for a helicopter. Press four for a pizza
Nowadays, using a computer has become a way of life.
Unix is not so much an operating system as an oral history.
We all know Linux is great ... it does infinite loops in 5 seconds.
For the first time, individual hackers could afford to have home machines comparable in power and storage capacity to the minicomputers of ten years earlier - Unix engines capable of supporting a full development environment and talking to the Internet.
your window.' There was a click and a buzz and he pushed the door open. Dave walked through the doorway into a huge entrance hall. The light in the hall dimmed as the door closed behind him. A deep emerald green carpet engulfed the floor where he stood, and a distinctive
A computer is a wonderful thing, but it's cold, and what comes out of it is sort of cold.