Some Days I Feel Like I’m Teetering On A Fine White Line Where One Event, Or Misstep, Could Send Me

Abandoned. I loved the brickwork and the sharp shadows.

That’s not just any pinball machine. That’s a Williams 1992 “Fish Tales”. Completing the joke that they are fishing.

el oh el

rawr ex dee

Very nice. Okay, I just spoke with him because I didn’t want to give you the wrong information. The first machine was a Photon machine, it would have been the one built into a desk, the second machine was a CompuGraphic, now most of the machines you see online are just headliners, don’t ask me how that works, but there was more to it than just the desk and keyboard part. It would have been a large cabinet that accepted paper tape to go through the motions of setting everything up on the film. The last machine was a Xylogic, I can’t find any information on the machine, I can only get a tape controller card for a PDP 11.

Here is a website that was pretty informative for what the process may have looked like.

Just thought it was an interesting song

Oh interesting, I didn’t know about Multics.

Eternally upset I missed the public access Multics installation that apparently existed a few years ago before blipping off the face of the internet... who wants to start a new one with me?

I was at work and one of my coworkers (she’s in her late 30s) abruptly brought up a lady asking an AI questions like this on some vertical video platform. She thought it was enlightening and thought provoking.

It was literally just nonsense, the girl and the AI were just making stuff up together, each encouraging the other, compounding the stupidity. Exactly what you described here.

I was dumbfounded, I just nodded along to hit each dialogue option and go somewhere else. We’re not doing well..

party rockers in the

I was told to never stop being me somewhat recently. It sounds nice, but man, I wish I could be the person others wanted me to be instead of just being alone.