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My first system was an old IBM XT compatible that my dad brought home from work, when I was like, 7-8 maybe. I remember you had to turn on the CPU, separate disk drive unit, and monitor (and the "monitor" must have contained the CGA/Hercules video card because the CPU wouldn't boot unless you turned the monitor on first). We eventually got a non-Hayes-compatible 1200bps modem (try finding a BBS with an open line for that!) and I can remember constantly swapping 5.25" disks out while playing Kings Quest and the like. Ah, the good old days.

I wonder how much more power and memory a modern dive computer has :D
 
Gombessa:
My first system was an old IBM XT compatible that my dad brought home from work, when I was like, 7-8 maybe. I remember you had to turn on the CPU, separate disk drive unit, and monitor (and the "monitor" must have contained the CGA/Hercules video card because the CPU wouldn't boot unless you turned the monitor on first). We eventually got a non-Hayes-compatible 1200bps modem (try finding a BBS with an open line for that!) and I can remember constantly swapping 5.25" disks out while playing Kings Quest and the like. Ah, the good old days.

I wonder how much more power and memory a modern dive computer has :D

At the time we got our first "real" computer, I thought I was hot stuff because it had a 3.5 drive and..... wait for it..... a CD Rom......

Before that, we had a TI-86 that we ran programs off an old tape recorder and used a TV as the monitor. No way to dial out with it but I distinctly remember staying up late to play "Hunt the Wampus" and "TI Invaders", the Texas Instruments version of Space Invaders.
 
nkydiver:
Before that, we had a TI-86 that we ran programs off an old tape recorder and used a TV as the monitor. No way to dial out with it but I distinctly remember staying up late to play "Hunt the Wampus" and "TI Invaders", the Texas Instruments version of Space Invaders.

I think we effectively jacked the thread :D Oops.

I'm taking it you're not talking about the calculators kids nowadays use to chat in class and cheat on tests, right?

Rofl I remember Hunt the Wumpuss! In fact, a good friend of mine who now runs a technology company still uses that for his nick.
 
Try a Z-80 that we programmed in assembler.
 
miketsp:
Anyone else come across other terms?

Not that I can recall.

Frankly, I would have been inclined to tell Mr. Buoyant ego that he was welcome to get off the boat.....

When I was travelling in Africa I spent some time on an overland truck with a mixed group including a woman (Moyra) from New York, who was the *single* most egotistical, self-centered and obnoxious individual I've ever met.

I took it upon myself to rid the group of Moyra.

In Chobe I tried to introduce her to the elephant that tried to kill me but she refused because she had to practice her black magic.

I threw a dozen madarines at her feet that caused a feeing frenzy among a few baboons who were waiting for some action. Unfortunately she survived unscathed.

We conveniently "forgot" her at a lunch stop in the middle of nowhere but some local villagers brought her back because there were lions in the area. Ironically, she said "*I* want to walk to the next village. Leave *me* alone. *I* know what *I'm* doing. *You're* all a bunch of losers. Leave *me* alone"

I totally agreed but the villagers wouldn't stand for it. We had to take her back.

In Zambia we had a great stroke of luck. We were camped out in a field and the whole field caught on fire. We got everything back on the truck but when I shook Moyra's tent and said, "you have to get up, the field is on fire and we're leaving". she said to me "fk off you stupid cow, I'm sleeping".

I hopped on the truck and told the driver we were ready to go. He said "what about that tent". I said "it's Moyra". He had to think about it but ultimately he said "as much as we're going to regret this, we can't let her die here".

So I jumped off the truck with a couple of the other lads and we folded up her tent (with her in it) and tossed it on the top of the truck. It took her 1/2 hour to get out but the wait was worth it.... :D

As soon as we got within 20km of our destination I pressed the emergency stop button and we collectively tossed Moyra out of the truck and were rid of her. That night we partied!

Hmmmm... Why was I writing this..... Oh yeah. Just to make the point that people with big ego's aren't always right....

R..
 
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
That's FANTASTIC!
 
Diver0001:
Not that I can recall.

Frankly, I would have been inclined to tell Mr. Buoyant ego that he was welcome to get off the boat.....

When I was travelling in Africa I spent some time on an overland truck with a mixed group including a woman (Moyra) from New York, who was the *single* most egotistical, self-centered and obnoxious individual I've ever met.

I took it upon myself to rid the group of Moyra.

In Chobe I tried to introduce her to the elephant that tried to kill me but she refused because she had to practice her black magic.

I threw a dozen madarines at her feet that caused a feeing frenzy among a few baboons who were waiting for some action. Unfortunately she survived unscathed.

We conveniently "forgot" her at a lunch stop in the middle of nowhere but some local villagers brought her back because there were lions in the area. Ironically, she said "*I* want to walk to the next village. Leave *me* alone. *I* know what *I'm* doing. *You're* all a bunch of losers. Leave *me* alone"

I totally agreed but the villagers wouldn't stand for it. We had to take her back.

In Zambia we had a great stroke of luck. We were camped out in a field and the whole field caught on fire. We got everything back on the truck but when I shook Moyra's tent and said, "you have to get up, the field is on fire and we're leaving". she said to me "fk off you stupid cow, I'm sleeping".

I hopped on the truck and told the driver we were ready to go. He said "what about that tent". I said "it's Moyra". He had to think about it but ultimately he said "as much as we're going to regret this, we can't let her die here".

So I jumped off the truck with a couple of the other lads and we folded up her tent (with her in it) and tossed it on the top of the truck. It took her 1/2 hour to get out but the wait was worth it.... :D

As soon as we got within 20km of our destination I pressed the emergency stop button and we collectively tossed Moyra out of the truck and were rid of her. That night we partied!

Hmmmm... Why was I writing this..... Oh yeah. Just to make the point that people with big ego's aren't always right....

R..

Hell of a way to treat your wife! ;)


Dave
 
Diver0001:
Not that I can recall.

Frankly, I would have been inclined to tell Mr. Buoyant ego that he was welcome to get off the boat.....

When I was travelling in Africa I spent some time on an overland truck with a mixed group including a woman (Moyra) from New York, who was the *single* most egotistical, self-centered and obnoxious individual I've ever met.

I took it upon myself to rid the group of Moyra.

In Chobe I tried to introduce her to the elephant that tried to kill me but she refused because she had to practice her black magic.

I threw a dozen madarines at her feet that caused a feeing frenzy among a few baboons who were waiting for some action. Unfortunately she survived unscathed.

We conveniently "forgot" her at a lunch stop in the middle of nowhere but some local villagers brought her back because there were lions in the area. Ironically, she said "*I* want to walk to the next village. Leave *me* alone. *I* know what *I'm* doing. *You're* all a bunch of losers. Leave *me* alone"

I totally agreed but the villagers wouldn't stand for it. We had to take her back.

In Zambia we had a great stroke of luck. We were camped out in a field and the whole field caught on fire. We got everything back on the truck but when I shook Moyra's tent and said, "you have to get up, the field is on fire and we're leaving". she said to me "fk off you stupid cow, I'm sleeping".

I hopped on the truck and told the driver we were ready to go. He said "what about that tent". I said "it's Moyra". He had to think about it but ultimately he said "as much as we're going to regret this, we can't let her die here".

So I jumped off the truck with a couple of the other lads and we folded up her tent (with her in it) and tossed it on the top of the truck. It took her 1/2 hour to get out but the wait was worth it.... :D

As soon as we got within 20km of our destination I pressed the emergency stop button and we collectively tossed Moyra out of the truck and were rid of her. That night we partied!

Hmmmm... Why was I writing this..... Oh yeah. Just to make the point that people with big ego's aren't always right....

R..
Sounds like a great movie script ... "Romancing the Crone" ... ;)

... Bob (Grateful Diver)
 

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