To All,
I thought this was kind of funny:
> > > > A POEM FOR COMPUTER USERS OVER 40
> > > > >>
> > > > >> A computer was something on TV
> > > > >> From a science fiction show of note
> > > > >> A window was something you hated to clean
> > > > >> and ram was the cousin of a goat.
> > > > >>
> > > > >> Meg was the name of my girlfriend
> > > > >> And gig was a job for the nights
> > > > >> Now they all mean different things
> > > > >> And that really mega bytes.
> > > > >>
> > > > >> An application was for employment
> > > > >> A program was a TV show
> > > > >> A cursor used profanity
> > > > >> A keyboard was a piano.
> > > > >>
> > > > >> Memory was something that you lost with age.
> > > > >> A CD was a bank account.
> > > > >> And if you had a 3-inch floppy
> > > > >> You hoped nobody found out.
> > > > >>
> > > > >> Compress was something you did to the garbage
> > > > >> Not something you did to a file.
> > > > >> And if you unzipped anything in public
> > > > >> You'd be in jail for a while.
> > > > >>
> > > > >> Log on was adding wood to the fire
> > > > >> Hard drive was a long trip on the road
> > > > >> A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
> > > > >> And a backup happened to your commode.
> > > > >>
> > > > >> Cut, you did with a pocket knife
> > > > >> Paste, you did with glue
> > > > >> A web was a spider's home
> > > > >> And a virus was the flu.
> > > > >>
> > > > >> I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
> > > > >> And the memory in my head
> > > > >> I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash
> > > > >> but when it happens they WISH they were dead
