Disordered Thoughts and Curmudgeonly Ramblings
On hold with the tech support desk at a hospital in Adelaide, trying to sort out a client’s email problems.
They’re playing eight bars of Petzold’s Minuet in G Major for Broken Doorbell at me on a loop.
In the name of all that’s holy Lord, kill me now!
Smart, but weird.
Man buys a computer to design a new kind of brick. Man spills champagne on the computer. The computer becomes sentient and goes all Fatal Attraction on him…
Yes, I’m talking about the movie Electric Dreams. It’s pretty stupid, but back in the first, early dawn of personal computing anything seemed possible. And as divorced from reality as the film may have been, it at least gave us this scene, which is one of the best classical/Eighties-electronic-pop mashups ever recorded.
(My new monitor is teh awesomes by the way)
