I don't know what is signified by DBMs or EIDE. I am boggled by hard tokens. Defragment leaves me all a-quiver. Shortcuts generally take me the long way around. Does a firewall keep them out or me in? Kibibytes are things you would feed to a pooch. A logic gate is beyond my capacity of reasoning. My netiquette is primitive and when I have nodes I take them to the surgeon. Do I have a KVM switch? Dunno. My firmware, frankly, is not what it used to be. My warmboot is frayed; my virtualization illusory.
I may not speak or understand the language of the present generation, but like most members of my age cohort I can identify the skate key, "the cheese stands alone," the alligator pear, a mustard plaster, "you owe your crowning glory to,/ your something something shampoo," "L-A-V-A," "and away-y-y we go," House Jameson, cod liver oil, Adrien Baillargeon the Canadian strongman, J. Scott Smart, "close but no cigar," "the call letters of the stars," Mrs. Calabash, a "rhubarb," bluing, "Well, King, this case is closed," Spider Jorgenson, Horn and Hardart, "Pow, right in the kisser."
Alas for a youthful population who imagines that the Pontiac 13 was a group of anti-government demonstrators or that Apples Kudelka was a middle European dessert. And doesn't know the difference between Sparkle Plenty and Good 'n Plenty.
"Dream-girl, dream-girl/ Beautiful Lustre Creme girl/ You owe your crowning glory to/ A Lustre Creme Shampoo." Up yours with gauze. Digger O’Dell, the friendly undertaker. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. Hubba-hubba ding-ding, dere’s a girl’s got everyt’ing. "Toreador/ Don't spit on the floor/ Use the cuspidor/ That's what it is for." Ish Kabibble. L-A-V-A L-A-V-A. “Hitler had only one big ball,/ Goering had two but they were small;/ Himmler had something sim’lar/ But Goebballs had no balls at all.”
Posted by: I. Kutchakakov | March 10, 2023 at 09:29 AM
John Cameron Swayze. "You get no bread with one meatball." Uncle Fred Sayles. Rag Mop. "And away we go!" Sez who? Dagmar. Buffalo Bob. "The first Marine went over the wall, parley-voo..." Bert Lee and Bert Lee Jr. "It's six o'clock, B-U-L-O-V-A Bulova watch time." See you in the funny papers. "You'll wonder where the yellow went..." "Gable's back and Garson's got him!" Why did the moron throw a clock out the window? "There was a boy, a very strange, enchanted boy..." Clair Bee. Senator Ford and Joe Laurie Jr. Hey, bob-a-rebop. Leverett Saltonstall. "Don't be a schmo, Joe / Be in the know, Joe / Religion and race / Just don't count in this place."
Posted by: Knobby Walsh | March 09, 2023 at 05:18 AM
What the hey? Drop dead. You and what army? Your mother wears Army shoes. Hunky-dory. Open the door, Richard! Chicky, the cops! Kilroy was here. Get a horse! “They tried to sell us egg-foo-yung.” Hey, goombah! These are the jokes, folks - I can hear you breathing. “Manana is good enough for me.” Take my wife - please. Take a long walk on a short pier. Okey-dokey. One potato, two potato, three potato, four- five potato, six potato, seven potato, more. Two o’clock in the button factory. Beat me, daddy, eight to the bar. Getoutahere!
Posted by: Fred Vandeventer | March 08, 2023 at 03:34 AM