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You will lose your present job and have to become a door to door
mayonnaise salesman.
People will buy anything that's one to a customer.
10.0 times 0.1 is hardly ever 1.0.
If it's Tuesday, this must be someone else's fortune.
Have you noticed that all you need to grow healthy, vigorous grass is a
crack in your sidewalk?
The hieroglyphics are all unreadable except for a notation on the back,
which reads "Genuine authentic Egyptian papyrus. Guaranteed to be at
least 5000 years old."
Misery no longer loves company. Nowadays it insists on it.
-- Russell Baker
THE LAST BUG
"But you're out of your mind," It still wasn't perfect,
They said with a shrug. As year followed year,
"The customer's happy; And strangers would comment,
What's one little bug?" "Is that guy still here?"
But he was determined. He died at the console,
The others went home. Of hunger and thirst.
He spread out the program, Next day he was buried,
Deserted, alone. Face down, nine-edge first.
The cleaning men came, And the last bug in sight,
The whole room was cluttered An ant passing by,
With memory-dumps, punch cards. Saluted his tombstone,
"I'm close," he muttered. And whispered, "Nice try."
The mumbling got louder,
Simple deduction,
"I've got it, it's right,
Just change one instruction."
Sunday, 21 June 2026 Michael J. Chappell Contact me at:
mcsuper5@freeshell.org
