Philosophical Computing

[fatter than harry]

In Japan, Sony Vaio machines have replaced the impersonal and unhelpful Microsoft error messages with their own Japanese haiku poetry.

Windows NT crashed.

I am the Blue Screen of Death.

No one hears your screams.

A file that big?

It might be very useful.

But now it is gone.

The Web site you seek

Can not be located but

Countless more exist.

Chaos reigns within.

Reflect, repent, and reboot.

Order shall return.

ABORTED effort:

Close all that you have worked on.

You ask way too much.

Yesterday it worked.

Today it is not working.

Windows is like that.

First snow, then silence.

This thousand dollar screen dies

So beautifully.

With searching comes loss

And the presence of absence:

"My Novel" not found.

The Tao that is seen

Is not the true Tao, until

You bring fresh toner.

Stay the patient course

Of little worth is your ire

The network is down

A crash reduces

Your expensive computer

To a simple stone.

Three things are certain:

Death, taxes, and lost data.

Guess which has occurred.

You step in the stream,

But the water has moved on.

This page is not here.

Out of memory.

We wish to hold the whole sky,

But we never will.

Having been erased,

The document you're seeking

Must now be retyped.

Serious error.

All shortcuts have disappeared.

Screen. Mind. Both are blank.

[francois]

LOL

loved this

nice post

thanks

cheers

francois

[ubergnome]

You've made my day. Good one Harry.

Did you make that up, or where'd it come from?

Cheers

u

[fatter than harry]

I found it on a website, if I'd made that lot up I'd be a kung foo master, but I'm still only a kung foo bitch.

They made me smile.

[ubergnome]

wot website??????????