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IBM exhibit 1964 NY World's Fair
1964 World's Fair, f'ing with the IBM terminal exhibit, CLR blanking the screen, typing up whatever I wanted, and walking away. On every public terminal. Bwahahah.
Up at the lake, behind the yacht club, in the garage, a pinball machine, with the back removed. Buddy played while I watched the "digit counters fall." Saw the "free game" knock-sound relay. Just hit it manually for as many games as we wanted. Hahhahaha
The fraternity had inherited a Wurlitzer from a house that closed down (something about a drowning while hazing). The juke didn't work. Platter would cue up, tonearm down, and immediately reject as if at the end of the song. Found the problem was two contacts in the tonearm that were too close together. Easy fix.
Gimme a challenge.
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Sitting in my '68 Mustang, waiting on the busy Strip to take a left turn into Der Wienerschnitzel, I hear a quick screeching of tires and then bam! I'm hit from behind.
I get out to survey the damage. As I walk to the back of my car, I see the idiot who hit me, his land yacht with broken headlights, shattered grill, and clanking fan. Severe.
With dread, I look at my car. You remember that gas cap with the Mustang logo under plastic window? The plastic had an almost invisible crack in it. That was it.
I just let the obviously-intoxicated punk drive away, dribbling glass and clanking hilariously. I was young and unhurt. And I wanted my chili dog.
Funny the things that vividly stick in memory.
Originally posted as a comment on Ace of Spades, March 27, 2026
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Don't ask me. I'm just here to pick up chicks.
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"Midwestern Ohio Newscaster" is the US version of the Brit's "received pronunciation."
"This is what it sounds like to not have an accent."
Posted by: mikeski at March 14, 2026 02:27 AM on A♠
How To Talk Like an Okie
Damien Lodes
Damien Lodes
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Sitting in my room one day, friends asked about my lack of accent. I tried to imitate a rural Oklahoma accent. Naw, I said, that's more Deep South. I tried another accent, but decided that was too South Texas. Again I tried an accent, but, no, that was more Arkansas-Missouri hillbilly.
It was at that moment that the only other student there from Oklahoma was looking for me, and from down the hall, we heard this loud gal's voice hollering, "Wharr's th' gaahyy from OAK-luh-HOma?"
I exclaimed, "That's it! That's the accent!" Followed by, "Quick! Close the door!"
True story.