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Homer's (the blind man's) poetry as seen by the waiter "Iliad VI"
"How true!" he said for they can too. Date - Sunshine - OLE - is his next remark, his computers slowed down, Sunshine who? Computers process data. Yet he felt he was the greatest manipulator himself empowered by eight megabytes of short-term-memory, thus RAMs, so many bits each second, each hour had! Fascinated by her (his computer's) who created from his meager input, who painted nothing but magnificent pictures as she negotiated in Computerese with him favors and deals cut like: "You do the Input & I provide the Output!" (Sonnet for her) {-;@ & & & & & & & & & "So what," you may ask "is so special about a souped up 386 turned 486 computer?
Disclaimer: Any similarity fitting the reader is done on purpose, names are not been changed, no innocence is protected. May you wear the glass slipper if it fits with royal pride and never feel hurt by a fool's tongue sticking out at you.
07/06/08
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