Sorrow

[greymaus]

Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.

Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

[gareth evans]

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

A young man from old Aberystwyth
Said to the girl he had recently kissed with,
"The hole in your crutch
Is for f***ing and such
And not just an organ to piss with.".

[Kerr-Mudd, John]

On 9 Dec 2022 18:30:35 GMT

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

Commodore 64 or Atari ST?

(I had a ZX81, so have no 'skin in the game')

[Peter Flass]

Post by Kerr-Mudd, John
On 9 Dec 2022 18:30:35 GMT

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

Commodore 64 or Atari ST?
(I had a ZX81, so have no 'skin in the game')

Lets not forget the TI-99/4A

[Ahem A Rivet's Shot]

On Fri, 9 Dec 2022 18:06:45 -0700

Post by Peter Flass
Lets not forget the TI-99/4A

I did rather like the 9900 architecture with it's in memory
"register banks".

[Bob Martin]

Post by Peter Flass

Post by Kerr-Mudd, John
On 9 Dec 2022 18:30:35 GMT

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

Commodore 64 or Atari ST?
(I had a ZX81, so have no 'skin in the game')

Lets not forget the TI-99/4A

I designed and built my own system using the 9980 (later the 9985*)
chosen because of its instruction set's similarity to the IBM 360.

* Wiki says the 9985 was never released - my memory playing tricks?

[Thomas Koenig]

Post by Kerr-Mudd, John
On 9 Dec 2022 18:30:35 GMT

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

Commodore 64 or Atari ST?

Different generation, different performance, not really a
competition (unless you count the colors of the C64, which made
it more of a gaming machine).

[greymaus]

Post by Thomas Koenig

Post by Kerr-Mudd, John
On 9 Dec 2022 18:30:35 GMT

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

Commodore 64 or Atari ST?

Different generation, different performance, not really a
competition (unless you count the colors of the C64, which made
it more of a gaming machine).

Commodore. Spectrum was more a beta of a micro. Some guy get the word
game (Scrabble) onto it, which was a triumph.

[Rich Alderson]

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

Line 4 should begin "Lo!" rather than "Low".

[Charlie Gibbs]

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
-- Omar Khayyam, reviewing an early text editor

[Scott Lurndal]

Post by Charlie Gibbs

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
-- Omar Khayyam, reviewing an early text editor

Suppose and then suppose and then suppose
That wires on the far-slung telephone black poles
Supped up the billion flooded words they heard
Each night all night and saved the sense
And meaning of it all.
Then, jigsaw in the night, put all together,
And in philosophic phase
Tried words like moron child,
Numb-shocked electric idiot, mindless babe
Alone upon its spider-threaded harpstrung poles,
Incredulous of syllables that shimmer dazzle down
Along swift thunder-lightning streams
In sizzlings and fermentings of power.
Thus mindless beast, all treasuring of vowels
And consonants,
Saves up a miracle of bad advice
And lets it filter, seep, experiment,
One hissing stutter heart-beat whisper at a time
So one night soon someone in dark America
Hears sharp bell ring, lifts phone
And hears a voice like Holy Ghost gone far in nebulae-
That Beast upon the wire,
That pantomimes with lipless, tongueless mouth
The epithets and slaverings of a billion unseen lovers
Across continental madnesses of wire.
And with savorings and sibilance says:

Hell ... and then o.

And then Hell-O.
To such Creation-
Such dumb brute Electric Beast,
What is your wise reply?

(Ray Bradbury, Datamation, December 1966)

[Charles Richmond]

Post by Scott Lurndal

Post by Charlie Gibbs

Post by greymaus
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows softly come and go,
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
-- Omar Khayyam, reviewing an early text editor

Suppose and then suppose and then suppose
That wires on the far-slung telephone black poles
Supped up the billion flooded words they heard
Each night all night and saved the sense
And meaning of it all.

[snip...] [snip...] [snip...]

Post by Scott Lurndal
(Ray Bradbury, Datamation, December 1966)

Greymaus said he wanted to cheer up... here is something a bit more in
line with happiness...



Exiled are we. Were exiles born. The 'far away,'
language of desert, language of ocean, language of sky,
as of the unfathomable worlds that lie
between the apple and the eye,
these are the only words we learn to say.

Each morning we devour the unknown. Each day
we find, and take, and spill, or spend, or lose,
a sunflower splendor of which none knows the source.

-- Conrad Aiken, "A Letter from Li Po"

[Kerr-Mudd, John]

On Sat, 10 Dec 2022 02:59:28 -0600
Charles Richmond <***@aquaporin4.com> wrote:

[as did others: poetry]

Post by Charles Richmond
-- Conrad Aiken, "A Letter from Li Po"

Some exotic battery?

Post by Charles Richmond
--
Charles Richmond
--
This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software.
www.avast.com

Boy am I glad of that. But not many text viruses exist, AFAICT.

[Ahem A Rivet's Shot]

On Sat, 10 Dec 2022 09:05:53 +0000

Post by Kerr-Mudd, John
Boy am I glad of that. But not many text viruses exist, AFAICT.

Oh they do, but they infect wetware and are often called memes
(which I shouldn't approve of but it annoys Richard Dawkins so I do).

[Charlie Gibbs]

Post by Kerr-Mudd, John
On Sat, 10 Dec 2022 02:59:28 -0600

Post by Charles Richmond
This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software.
www.avast.com

Boy am I glad of that. But not many text viruses exist, AFAICT.

Reminds me of that poster making the rounds:

Dear Receiver

You ave jest received a newfie virus.

Since we are not so technologically advanced
on da rock, dis ere is a MANUAL virus.

Please delete all da files on yer hard disk
yerself and send dis email to everyone ya know.

That'd be grand.

Tanx.

Gordie at ***@bejaisus.com

[gareth evans]

Post by Charlie Gibbs

Post by Kerr-Mudd, John
On Sat, 10 Dec 2022 02:59:28 -0600

Post by Charles Richmond
This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software.
www.avast.com

Boy am I glad of that. But not many text viruses exist, AFAICT.

Dear Receiver
You ave jest received a newfie virus.
Since we are not so technologically advanced
on da rock, dis ere is a MANUAL virus.
Please delete all da files on yer hard disk
yerself and send dis email to everyone ya know.
That'd be grand.
Tanx.

... and if you receive an unsolicited email about
spiced pork luncheon meat, ignore it because
it is just SPAM :-)

[David Lesher]

Post by greymaus
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

We do we celebrate DEC 20 day but not DEC 10?

This sounds like age discrimination.

[Rich Alderson]

Post by David Lesher

Post by greymaus
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

We do we celebrate DEC 20 day but not DEC 10?
This sounds like age discrimination.

We celebrate both, but DEC-20 is adjacent to the Winter Solstice and so gets
more press.

[Vir Campestris]

Post by greymaus
Can someone not start a row/discussion to cheer me up?

As I type this I have a "radio" programme playing. "Johnnie plays
tribute to Christine McVie".

So, I'm sorry, I can't :(

Andy