I'm an expert
I spent four years of my life acquiring a PhD. This makes me an expert in the use of transparency in computer interfaces. It's not a hugely useful or interesting expertise, but it's all mine. I'm pretty hot at sitting on the sofa, too.
What are you lot experts in?
( , Thu 23 Jun 2005, 14:43)
I spent four years of my life acquiring a PhD. This makes me an expert in the use of transparency in computer interfaces. It's not a hugely useful or interesting expertise, but it's all mine. I'm pretty hot at sitting on the sofa, too.
What are you lot experts in?
( , Thu 23 Jun 2005, 14:43)
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BBC Micro
I knew far too much about BASIC and 6502 machine code for the BBC Micro, and could make the big yellow doorstop do anything as long as it was no larger than 32kB.
In fact, using my l33t powers for good, I accepted reasonable amounts of money and beer to knock out A-Level computer science projects for a fair proportion of my college mates.
Using my l33t powers for evil, I put together a semi-intelligent prose-writing programme which, when working together with a suitably manky database, churned out page after page of shit-hot lesbian pornography catering for every pecadillo you could possibly think of, plus a few more of my own geeky devising.
And you wonder where they get those "Dear Fiesta, you won't believe the most amazing thing that happened to me the other day..." letters from.
Karen, who worked behind the deli counter at my Saturday job, featured rather heavily. Alas, I never became an expert with her.
( , Mon 27 Jun 2005, 12:56, Reply)
I knew far too much about BASIC and 6502 machine code for the BBC Micro, and could make the big yellow doorstop do anything as long as it was no larger than 32kB.
In fact, using my l33t powers for good, I accepted reasonable amounts of money and beer to knock out A-Level computer science projects for a fair proportion of my college mates.
Using my l33t powers for evil, I put together a semi-intelligent prose-writing programme which, when working together with a suitably manky database, churned out page after page of shit-hot lesbian pornography catering for every pecadillo you could possibly think of, plus a few more of my own geeky devising.
And you wonder where they get those "Dear Fiesta, you won't believe the most amazing thing that happened to me the other day..." letters from.
Karen, who worked behind the deli counter at my Saturday job, featured rather heavily. Alas, I never became an expert with her.
( , Mon 27 Jun 2005, 12:56, Reply)
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