Official Meme Thread. [NO POLITICS]

[MuseChaser]

Originally Posted by Tcoat

Ohhhh subtle. Took me a second to get it since it was almost beyond my capacity.

I thought this bridge between us could use some rectification, but figured that you, being a true joule, would remain well grounded. Every farad has his day, Michael.

too much fun for this early in the am.

[Tcoat]

Originally Posted by MuseChaser

I thought this bridge between us could use some rectification, but figured that you, being a true joule, would remain well grounded. Every farad has his day, Michael.

too much fun for this early in the am.

Well at least we are keeping it current.

[echo419]

[Boomerang]

Originally Posted by Tcoat

Well at least we are keeping it current.

Are you positive?

[Tcoat]

Originally Posted by Boomerang

Are you positive?

Right now I will remain neutral on the subject.

[Boomerang]

Originally Posted by Tcoat

Right now I will remain neutral on the subject.

My head hertz now

[Tcoat]

Originally Posted by Boomerang

My head hertz now

As long as it isn't terminal.

[WryGuy]

This thread might be considered battery in some states. But I'd re-fuse to testify on the grounds the circuit court has no jurisdiction to hear the charge.

[MuseChaser]

Originally Posted by WryGuy

This thread might be considered battery in some states. But I'd re-fuse to testify on the grounds the circuit court has no jurisdiction to hear the charge.

Fortunately, we've managed to drain any unwanted bias and keep potentials stable. Do you see? IC. Equally fortunately, we've also avoided the bathroom issues as they apply to tubes vs. Trans Sisters. Which reminds me, Cath owed me some dough, but that Penn toad stole it. Oh well... maybe they'll buy us supplies on the back end.

[iamjacob]

As electrifying as this conversation is...

[IceFyre13th]

The Sex Life of an Electron by Eddie Currents*

One night when his charge was pretty high, Mirco-Farad decided to seek out a cute little coil to help his discharge. He picked up Milli-Amp and took her for a ride in his Megacycle. They rode across the Wheatstone Bridge and stopped by a Magnetic field with flowing currents and frolicked in the sine waves.

Micro-Farad, attracted by Milli-Amp's characteristic curves, soon had her fully charged and proceeded to excite her resistance to a minumum. He gently laid her at ground potential, raised her frequency, and lowered her reluctance. With a quick arc, he pulled out his high voltage probe and inserted it in her socket, connecting them in parallel. He slowly began short circuiting her resisitance shut while quickly raising her thermal conductance level to mill-spec.

Fully excited, Milli-Amp mumbled "OHM...OHM...OHM!" With his tube operating well into class C, and her field vibrating with his currently flow, a corona formed which instantly caused her shunt to overheat just at the point when Micro-Farad rapidly discharged and drained off every electron into her grid. They fluxed all night trying various connectors and sockets until his magnet had a soft core and lost all of its field strength.

After wards, Milli-Amp tried self-induction and damaged her solenoids, and, with his battery fully discharged, Micro-Farad was unable to excite his field. Not ready to be quiescent, they spent the rest of the evening reversing polarity and blowing each other's fuses.

BUT WAIT!!! THERE'S MORE! Micro was a real-time operator and dedicated multi-user. His broad-band protocol made it easy for him to interface with numberous input/output devices, even if it meant time-sharing. One evening he arrived home just as the sun was crashing, and had parked his Motorola 68000 in the main drive (he had missed the 5100 bus that morning), when he noticed an elegant piece of liveware admiring the daisy wheels in his garden. He thought to himself, "She looks user-friendly. I'll see if she'd like an update tonight."

Mini was her name. She was delightfully engineered with eyes like COBOL and a Prime mainframe architecture that set Micro's peripherals networking all over the place. He browsed over to her casually, admiring the power of her twin, 32-bit floating point processors and inquired, "How are you, Honeywell?" "Yes, I am well," she responded, batting her optical fibers engagingly and smoothing her console over her curvilinear functions.

Micro settled for a straight line approximation. "I'm stand-alone tonight," he said. "How about computing a vector to my base address? I'll output a byte to eat, and maybe we could get offset later on." Mini ran a priority process for 2.6 milliseconds, then transmitted 8K. "I've been dumped myself recently, and a new page is just what I need to refresh my disks. I'll park my machine cycle in your background and meet you inside." She walked off, leaving Micro admiring her solenoids and thinking, "Wow, what a global variable. I wonder if she'd like my firmware?"

They sat down at the process table to a top of form feed of fiche and chips and a bucket of Baudot. Mini was in conversational mode and expanded on ambiguous arguments while Micro gave occasional acknowledgements, although in reality he was analyzing the shortest and least critical path to her entry point. He finally settled on the old, Would-you-like-to-see-my-benchmark routine.

But Mini was again one step ahead. Suddenly she was up and stripping off her parity bits to reveal the full functionality of her operating system software. "Let's get BASIC, you RAM," she said. Micro was loaded by this stage, but his hardware policing module had a processor of its own and was in danger of overflowing its output buffer, a hangup that Micro had consulted his analyst about. "Core," was all he could say, as she prepared to log him off.

Micro soon recovered, however, when Mini went down on the DEC and opened her divide filed to reveal her data set ready. He accessed his fully packed root device and was just about to start pushing into her CPU stack, when she attempted an escape sequence. "No, no!" she cried, "You're not shielded!" "Reset, baby," he replied, "I've been debugged." "But I haven't got my current loop enabled, and I can't support child processes," she protested. "Don't run away," he said, "I'll generate an interrupt." "No, that's too error prone, and I can't abort because of my design philosophy."

Micro was locked in by this stage, though, and could not be turned off. But Mini soon stopped his thrashing by introducing a voltage spike into his main supply, whereupon he fell over with a head crash and went to sleep. "Computers!" she thought, as she compiled herself, "All they think about is hex!"

[p1l0t]

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[Ultramaroon]

[Leonardo]

Originally Posted by IceFyre13th

"All they think about is hex!"

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