Hard Disk advertisement in 1981.

That moment when you realize you're using a Hackintosh with VirtualBox and a CF card to install a Beta version of MS-DOS with DOS SHELL that your brother found on an old BBS forum; on an IBM 5150 from 1981.

Well, I'm still in 1981 Hell as far as serial connectivity goes, but we got boobs on the screen, because when we're working with DOS 5.00.2 BETA and 4 colors at a time, why the fuck not?

Rantberry PI

Thinking about making this into a terminal that accepts a serial connection from my IBM 5150 PC for that Chroma Green authentic text based experience. ;)

Seriously though. How awesome would it be to use a circa 1981 IBM 5150 as your terminal? Lol!

I was just watching a web series on X: the generation that changed the world, and damn!! Those X-ers (people born b/w 1961-1981 ) have really made changes that disrupted the whole world! Comparing to them, i feel like we millennials haven't made anything *that* disruptive.

- calculators happened which evolved to computers and then began a crave for knowledge and technology
- Netscape gave a new use to computers
- Tim Berners lee ,napster disrupted the way of sharing data.
- Google changed the way of searching.
- Amazon gave the true business value to internet.
- The revolution of music , hip hop and television.
- ...
(And these are just the first 2 episodes!)

Btw what do we millennials bachieved? Tiktok, heartbreaks, and porn fetishes :/

We work with multiple platforms, a legacy language and c#. This dev uses underscore between variables in c# and camel case in the legacy platform. The thing is the legacy system has used underscores since 1981 and I've never seen a readable example of c# using them between words.

I also told him I was working on learning to use patterns and how the process of software development should work by training. His response... Why would you want to do that?

He also copies and pastes code everywhere and pays no attention to scope.

And worst of all I'm his coverage when he is gone. If I have to debug one more sloppy bug I am going to face desk.

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