I Cracked the Two Kaygreenspun.com : LUSENET : TimeBomb 2000 (Y2000) : One Thread
To the tune of "My Way"...../
And now, the end is near;/ And so we face the final deadline./ My friend, I'll say it clear,/ I'll make my case, for a dollar sign./ / I've lived a life that's full./ I've coded each logical pathway;/ But more, much more than this,/ I cracked the two kay./ / Crashes, I've had a few;/ But then again, too few for mending./ I did what I had to do/ And got it through without abending./ / I planned each charted source;/ Each careful step along the cyberway,/ But more, much more than this,/ I cracked the two kay./ / Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knowed/ When I bit off more than I could code./ But through it all, when there was doubt,/ I ripped it up and churned it out./ I thrashed it all and I stood tall;/ And cracked the two kay./ / I've typed, I've tabbed and paged./ I've had my filler; my share of coding./ And now, as tears subside,/ I find it all so foreboding./ / To think I did all that;/ And may I say - not in a shy way,/ "No, oh no not me,/ I cracked the two kay"./ / For what is a geek, what has he got?/ If not his PC, then he has naught./ To type commands he truly feels;/ To shun the nerds and all the heels./ The CDROM shows I took the blows/ And cracked the two kay!/
-- Richard Dale (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 24, 1998
So which pays more, programming or song writing. Your talents are wasted on an unappreciative public, as is true with all genius.
-- Uncle Deedah (email@example.com), August 24, 1998.
Why thank you kind sir!
I'll try to keep churning out the hits from this end of Tin Pan Alley.
-- Richard Dale (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 25, 1998.
Richard, Your lyrics make my day! Keep 'em coming!
-- Faith Weaver (email@example.com), August 29, 1998.
With all the encouragement I'm halfway through (trying to) write a real (original!) love song. Girl loses boy...regretfully looking at empty pillow type of thing, complete with music. Country(ish) ballad will need voice as clear as a bell. How the hell do you get anything published let alone noticed. Still it was all due to Faith & Uncle Deedah. Thanks
-- Richard Dale (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 01, 1998.