I’m quite relieved that I’m not the only person who does this whenever he sees this sign.
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I put on TRON (the original 1982 film) as background noise last night. I first saw it in the theatre in 1983, shortly before I got my first computer, an Apple //e. I don’t think I’ve seen the film since 1998, when I was working at the two-man consultancy Datapanik with my friend Adam Smith. We had it on in the background when we were speccing out the program we were working on — a database of every mall in America — and we got the codename for it from one of the characters in the movie: CLU.
One of the bits in the movie that always makes me laugh is the outfit that the I/O Tower Guardian wore, especially the hat. There’s something…papal…about it:
Watching TRON took me back to those days in 1998 when we worked on Project CLU. For a good eight months, I practically lived in Adam’s house, which he shared with his girlfriend Nancy, and which also functioned as Datapanik’s offices. It was a three-bedroom apartment in a brownstone-like building on St. George Street just south of Dupont. Adam worked his office (the smallest bedroom) and I worked (and often slept in) the guest bedroom, where I cranked out code on my trusty Toshiba laptop, with a processor racing away at 233 MHz and packed to the gills with a then-huge 96 MB of RAM:
…and our test machine was a PC on loan from my friend Rob:
We worked long and hard on this project, and naturally, we had to slip an “Easter Egg” into the program before it shipped (in fact, I don’t think I’ve ever shipped a desktop application that didn’t have some kind of Easter Egg). The right combination of pressed keys and a mouse click on one spot of the “About” window would reveal this photo featuring me, Adam and his cat, Mooks:
File under “it’s funny because it’s true”.
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M.C. Escher Gets an iPhone
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An Honest PowerPoint Slide
Found via Reddit.
Let’s face it, a lot of the slides you see in people’s presentations could be replaced with this one.
Maybe it’s me getting older, but I’ve been noticing a surge in “yummy mummies”, full of MILFy goodness, on many of my flights. The downside to all this is that they usually come accompanied by “babies with rabies”, as I like to call them. They put a bit of a damper on things; how can I put my new “Bachelor 2.0” moves on them when the little rugrats are bounding about, screaming and generally getting in the way?
WestJet’s announcement made earlier today is great news for me: child-free flights, thanks to the Kargo Kids program! Now travellers can enjoy peace and quiet, while the little dumplins’ get a magical ride in the supervised cargo hold! Best of all, they get to ride several conveyor belts — it’s just like many rides at Disneyland, but with luggage!
Kids don’t want to board a plane through the boring ol’ jetway.
They want to go through the really cool and exciting cargo bay door!
It’s wins all ’round: the kids have a blast, adult passengers get a peaceful flight, and I get to hand out mile-high club memberships to the red hot mamas.