[[A man is going through a cardboard box marked "MISC", and finds a catalog. A woman looks on.]]
Man: Check it out -- old
Computer Shoppers
! Wow -- in 1996, $3,000 would get you a 100 MHz Pentium system with a parallel port,
two
serial ports, a 2MB video card, and "MS-Windows"
Woman:
Nice!
[[The two are face-to-face, and they each have a separate copy of Computer Shopper.]]
Woman: And $299 would get you a Palm Pilot 100- -- 16MHz, 128Kb storage, and a memo pad, calendar, and state-of-the-art address book that can store over 100 names!
Man: Oooh!
[[The man continues to read from his.]]
Man: And $110 would get you a bulky TI graphing calculator with around 10MHz CPU, 24Kb RAM, and a 96x64-pixel B
W display!
Woman: Times sure have... ...have... uh.
[[They both put down their catalogs.]]
Man: Okay, what the hell, T.I.?
Woman: Maybe they cost so much now because there's only one engineer left who remembers how to make displays
that
crappy.
{{Title text: College Board issues aside, I have fond memories oi TI-BASIC, writing in it a 3D graphing engine and a stock market analyzer. With enough patience, I could make anything ... but friends. (Although with my chatterbot experiments, I certainly tried.)}}
Warning: this comic occasionally contains strong language (which may be unsuitable for children), unusual humor (which may be unsuitable for adults), and advanced mathematics (which may be unsuitable for liberal-arts majors).
We did not invent the algorithm. The algorithm consistently finds Jesus. The algorithm killed Jeeves. The algorithm is banned in China. The algorithm is from Jersey. The algorithm constantly finds Jesus. This is not the algorithm. This is close.