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Why I prefer a RC helicopter
Wednesday, June 10th, 2009Helicopter versus Woman
- A heli will kill you quickly — a woman love to take her time.
- Helis can be turned on by a flick of a switch.
- A heli does not get mad if you ‘touch and go’.
- A heli does not object to a pre-flight inspection.
- Helis come with manuals.
- Helis have some weight limits.
- You can fly a heli any time of the month.
- Helis don’t come with in-laws.
- A heli don’t whine unless something is really wrong.
- A heli don’t care about how many other helis you have flown.
- When flying, you and your heli both arrive at the same time or no complaints.
- A heli don’t mind if you look at other helis, or if you buy heli magazines.
- It’s OK to use tie-downs on your heli, they prefer it.
- Helis are quiet when you are not flying them!
- Helis never say… ” sell me and buy your wife something nice”.
- When you show up at the field and there is a better looking heli, your heli doesn’t get jealous.
- When you part with a heli, it doesn’t take your house.
- You will never come home and find your heli in bed with another heli!
- Possession of more than one heli is possible.
- Helies can’t say… “I don’t want you to fly me today”.
- A heli can’t use your bank card.
Lord of the software
Friday, June 5th, 2009Geek joke, not by me.
Recently one of my friends, a computer wizard, payed me a visit. As we were talking I mentioned that I had recently installed Windows on my PC, I told him how happy I was with this operating system and showed him the Windows CD. Too my surprise he threw it into my microwave oven and turned on the oven. Instantly I got very upset, because the CD had become precious to me, but he said: ‘Do not worry, it is unharmed.’ After a few minutes he took the CD out, gave it to me and said: ‘Take a close look at it.’ To my surprise the CD was quite cold to the touch and it seemed to be heavier than before. At first I could not see anything, but on the inner edge of the central hole I saw a inscription, an inscription finer than anything I have ever seen before. The inscription shone piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth:
4F6E65204F5320746F2072756C65207468656D20616C6C 2C204F6E65204F5320746F
2066696E64207468656D2C0D0A4F6E65204F5320746F20 6272696E67207468656D20
616C6C20616E6420696E20746865206461726B6E657373 2062696E64207468656D
‘I cannot understand the fiery letters,’ I said.
‘No but I can,’ he said. ‘The letters are Hex, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Microsoft, which I shall not utter here. But in common English this is what it says:’
One OS to rule them all, One OS to find them, One OS to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.


