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  • mrcooby
    Poe Revisited, Computer Style Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary, System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor Longing
    Message 1 of 2 , Oct 12, 2006
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      Poe Revisited, Computer
      Style

      Once upon a midnight
      dreary, fingers cramped
      and vision
      bleary,
      System manuals piled
      high and wasted paper
      on the floor
      Longing for the warmth
      of bedsheets,
      Still I sat there,
      doing spreadsheets;
      Having reached the
      bottom line,
      I took a floppy from
      the drawer.
      Typing with a steady
      hand, then invoked the
      SAVE command
      But I got a reprimand:
      it read "Abort, Retry,
      Ignore."

      Was this some occult
      illusion? Some maniacal
      intrusion?
      These were choices
      Solomon himself had
      never faced before.
      Carefully, I weighed my
      options.
      These three seemed to
      be the top ones.
      Clearly I must now
      adopt one:
      Choose "Abort, Retry,
      Ignore."

      With my fingers pale
      and trembling,
      Slowly toward the
      keyboard bending,
      Longing for a happy
      ending, hoping all
      would be restored,
      Praying for some
      guarantee
      Finally I pressed a key-
      But on the screen what
      did I see?
      Again: "Abort, Retry,
      Ignore."

      I tried to catch the
      chips off-guard--
      I pressed again, but
      twice as hard.
      Luck was just not in
      the cards.
      I saw what I had seen
      before.
      Now I typed in
      desperation
      Trying random
      combinations
      Still there came the
      incantation:
      Choose: "Abort, Retry,
      Ignore."

      There I sat,
      distraught, exhausted,
      by my own machine
      accosted
      Getting up I turned
      away and paced across
      the office floor.
      And then I saw an awful
      sight:
      A bold and blinding
      flash of light--
      A lightning bolt had
      cut the night and shook
      me to my very
      core.
      I saw the screen
      collapse and die
      "Oh no--my data base,"
      I cried
      I thought I heard a
      voice reply,
      "You'll see your data
      Nevermore!"

      To this day I do not
      know
      The place to which lost
      data goes
      I bet it goes to heaven
      where the angels have
      it stored
      But as for
      productivity, well
      I fear that IT goes
      straight to hell
      And that's the tale I
      have to tell
      Your choice: "Abort,
      Retry, Ignore."
    • mizchita
      Good one, Lou. Now why is it that I lost the first note I started to write.... Halloween Curse? LOL Betty
      Message 2 of 2 , Oct 13, 2006
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        Good one, Lou. Now why is it that I lost the first note I started
        to write.... "Halloween Curse?" LOL Betty

        --- In MusicOfTheStars@yahoogroups.com, "mrcooby" <x779@...> wrote:
        >
        > Poe Revisited, Computer
        > Style
        >
        > Once upon a midnight
        > dreary, fingers cramped
        > and vision
        > bleary,
        > System manuals piled
        > high and wasted paper
        > on the floor
        > Longing for the warmth
        > of bedsheets,
        > Still I sat there,
        > doing spreadsheets;
        > Having reached the
        > bottom line,
        > I took a floppy from
        > the drawer.
        > Typing with a steady
        > hand, then invoked the
        > SAVE command
        > But I got a reprimand:
        > it read "Abort, Retry,
        > Ignore."
        >
        > Was this some occult
        > illusion? Some maniacal
        > intrusion?
        > These were choices
        > Solomon himself had
        > never faced before.
        > Carefully, I weighed my
        > options.
        > These three seemed to
        > be the top ones.
        > Clearly I must now
        > adopt one:
        > Choose "Abort, Retry,
        > Ignore."
        >
        > With my fingers pale
        > and trembling,
        > Slowly toward the
        > keyboard bending,
        > Longing for a happy
        > ending, hoping all
        > would be restored,
        > Praying for some
        > guarantee
        > Finally I pressed a key-
        > But on the screen what
        > did I see?
        > Again: "Abort, Retry,
        > Ignore."
        >
        > I tried to catch the
        > chips off-guard--
        > I pressed again, but
        > twice as hard.
        > Luck was just not in
        > the cards.
        > I saw what I had seen
        > before.
        > Now I typed in
        > desperation
        > Trying random
        > combinations
        > Still there came the
        > incantation:
        > Choose: "Abort, Retry,
        > Ignore."
        >
        > There I sat,
        > distraught, exhausted,
        > by my own machine
        > accosted
        > Getting up I turned
        > away and paced across
        > the office floor.
        > And then I saw an awful
        > sight:
        > A bold and blinding
        > flash of light--
        > A lightning bolt had
        > cut the night and shook
        > me to my very
        > core.
        > I saw the screen
        > collapse and die
        > "Oh no--my data base,"
        > I cried
        > I thought I heard a
        > voice reply,
        > "You'll see your data
        > Nevermore!"
        >
        > To this day I do not
        > know
        > The place to which lost
        > data goes
        > I bet it goes to heaven
        > where the angels have
        > it stored
        > But as for
        > productivity, well
        > I fear that IT goes
        > straight to hell
        > And that's the tale I
        > have to tell
        > Your choice: "Abort,
        > Retry, Ignore."
        >
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