I didn't like it, and I didn't understand it.

I was about to leave the same comment, but I see now that the while the albums aren't free, those particular songs off each album are. Doesn't help that Bangarang is the title of both the song and the album.

We were called McDowell and James, because we were 13 years old and thought it was funny that our name sounded like a law firm. Our motto was even worse, and I'm so glad that none of this appears to be Googlable. Mostly, we designed technologically unimpressive demos, defeated copy protection, and altered strip…

Pfft. That person is obviously dancing on an office chair—the kind with wheels. Clearly their idea of fun is to fall and break your neck.

Dude.

It's worth pointing out, I guess (and you'll have to forgive me if 500 other people have already said it), that obsolete isn't the same as pointless. The exercise of learning a skill that you end up using—even if it ultimately becomes obsolete—is not a waste. For that matter, the journey to acquiring a skill may…

I was going to leave more or less the same comment. Every industry I've ever worked in—healthcare, government, banking—still uses plenty o' COBOL. It's like your claw hammer—there are higher-tech ways to drive and pull nails, but the we still make and use the old-fashioned tools because they still work fine.

That's a very good point. I'm really not a food evangelist (no, really, I'm not), but I'm impressed at how little we know about where our food comes from before it shows up at the grocery store. A lot of our gut-level revulsion at animal-derived foods of other cultures (I'm looking at you, haggis) stems from the…

Nice to see a Linux user featured!

Though I would not have expected it when I first read it, The Face in the Frost is probably the book I return to most often. Runners up include anything by Douglas Adams (especially The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul, So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish, and Mostly Harmless), Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray…

For a long time, all of my temporary files were either ass.* or *.ass, simply because it takes me a fraction of a second less to type "ass" than it does to type "tmp" (which was my old temporary filename).

Oh, great. Now where will I get my Devo bootlegs and short Mike Jittlov films?

I haven't seen those movies, but I assume that his actions are justifiable as long as they lead to a montage of apes wearing clothes and working menial jobs, set to the tune of "Hey, Hey, We're the Monkees". That's part of one of the movies, right?

I was seven when Spaceballs came out, and I think that people my age revere it because it was the first relatively risque movie most of us saw with the blessing of our parents. A lot of us have a similar nostalgia for Robin Hood: Men in Tights, but I think we have fewer illusions about its quality.

Like most of my office, my email signature contains my name, my position and the organization I work for, and phone and fax numbers because a depressing number of people still send faxes. It's small and unobtrusive, and nobody ever notices it.

You too, huh? I had Twice Upon a Time Viewmaster slides as a young child. Finally got a change to see the whole thing when I was in high school. It's proven a hard sell to my friends, but it'll always be of my absolute favorites.

It's nothing to be proud of, but it's (mostly) legible. Many years ago one I took advantage of a free trial from of those "convert your handwriting to a font" services, and the result is completely unusable.

No love for Brockian Ultra Cricket?

Gosh, if only there were only some kind of password manager app that could store and fill your passwords for you, and generate complex new ones.

Thanks for the advice, Coop.