General Commentary (May be military related) email: Kudzuacres1@juno.com

Thursday, February 10, 2005
Thursday Three.

1. First Computer: Well since there was no mention that you had to actually own the thing, I guess my first computer was a CDC 6600 which I think stands for Cray Development Corp real fast (for the time) computer. I programmed in COBOL and FORTRAN using a teletype. My screen was the yellow paper coming out of the teletype. The printer was a few hundred feet away in in its own private sound proofed room under its own private sound proofed plexiglass cover.

2. Worst Computer experience: Putting aforementioned CDC 6600 in an endless loop that took the computer room gurus 8 hours to figure out was happening and pull the plug. My boss was not happy when he received the bill for the CPU time, but his spirits improved when I pointed out that we already paid for most of the total available CPU time (and therefore shouldn't pay any extra) and showed him my telephone log where I had suggested pulling the plug only a couple of hours into the run. On the other hand, that may have been my best computer experience because the boss decided that I wasn't cut out to be a computer guy and reassigned me to manage a program developing explosives and blowing holes in Mississippi which was, on the whole, a much more satisfying experience. By the way, I know a bunch of ways to blow things up.

3. Favorite SW: Any I don't have to write. See 1 & 2 above.

4. Best Hamburger: The Big Mac if I am in the mood for thousand island dressing and the whopper if I want to taste beef. I don't voluntarily buy either. The best fast food burger is in Huntsville is the Hardee's thickburger although I have been known to stop by Checkers.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005
I had a pretty good time playing bass last week. I also picked up my Dad's mandolin from my brother and have been playing it at night. I am beginning to think that I have much more capability as a bassist or mandolin player than as a guitarist. The problem is that I really like the guitar when it is played right and still retain hope that I may someday play it right.