Subj : Re: Computer Failure Haikus
To   : Daryl Stout
From : George Pope
Date : Mon Feb 01 2021 12:05:34

All so true;l trust the Japanese, eh?

Is this the same Daruyl Stout who, IOIRC, was sysop of a Florida BBS in Jax?

BTW, you're still getting more snow than I do here in Canada (HI had more 
snow than me this winter, too!)

& the customary(at one time) ObJoke, to be on topic:
Another funny list:

Things That Are Difficult to Say When You're Drunk:

Indubitably; Innovative; Preliminary; Proliferation; Cinnamon.

Things That Are VERY Difficult to Say When You're Drunk:

Specificity; Cogito ergo sum; British; Constitution; Passive-aggressive
disorder; Loquacious; Transubstantiate.

Things That Are Downright IMPOSSIBLE to Say When You're Drunk:

Thanks, but I don't want to have sex; Nope, no more booze for me; Sorry, but
you're not really my type; Good evening, officer, isn't it lovely out 
tonight? Oh, I just couldn't-- no one wants to hear me sing!

My DOS/Dialup computer is not hooked up, so I'm going through a local web-
accessible BBS. . .

<+]:{)} (Cyberpope, Bishop of ROM)

 > In Japan, they have replaced the
 > impersonal and unhelpful Microsoft error
 > messages with haiku poetry messages.  Haiku
 > poetry has strict construction and
 > inscrutable rules.

 > Each poem has only three lines, 17 syllables:
 > five syllables in the first line, seven in
 > the second, five in the third.

 > Haiku are used to communicate timeless
 > messages, often evoking powerful insight
 > through extreme brevity - the essence of Zen.

 > Your file was so big.
 > It might be very useful.
 > But now it is gone.

 > The Web site you seek
 > Cannot be located, but
 > Countless more exist.

 > Chaos reigns within.
 > Reflect, repent, and reboot.
 > Order shall return.

 > Program aborting:
 > Close all that you have worked on.
 > You ask far too much.

 > Windows NT crashed.
 > I am the Blue Screen of Death.
 > No one hears your screams.

 > Yesterday it worked.
 > Today it is not working.
 > Windows is like that.

 > First snow, then silence.
 > This thousand-dollar screen dies
 > So beautifully.

 > With searching comes loss
 > And the presence of absence:
 > "My Novel" not found.

 > The Tao that is seen
 > Is not the true Tao - until
 > You bring fresh toner.

 > Stay the patient course.
 > Of little worth is your ire.
 > The network is down.

 > A crash reduces
 > Your expensive computer
 > To a simple stone.

 > Three things are certain:
 > Death, taxes and lost data.
 > Guess which has occurred.

 > You step in the stream,
 > But the water has moved on.
 > This page is not here.

 > Out of memory.
 > We wish to hold the whole sky,
 > But we never will.

 > Having been erased,
 > The document you're seeking
 > Must now be retyped.

 > Serious error.
 > All shortcuts have disappeared.
 > Screen.  Mind.  Both are blank.
 > --- SBBSecho 3.11-Win32
 >  * Origin: The Thunderbolt BBS - tbolt.synchro.net (1:19/33)
--- SBBSecho 3.12-Linux
 * Origin: The Rusty MailBox - Penticton, BC Canada (1:153/757.2)

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