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- A romantic lovestory...
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- Micro was a real-time operator and dedicated multi-user. His
- broad-band protocol made it easy for him to interface with numerous
- input/output devices, even if it meant time-sharing.
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- One evening he arrived home just as the sun was crashing, and
- had parked his Motorola 68000 in the main drive (he had missed the
- 5100 bus that morning), when he noticed an elegant piece of
- liveware admiring the daisy wheels in his garden. He thought to
- himself, "She looks user-friendly. I'll see if she'd like an
- update tonight."
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- Mini was her name, and she was delightfully engineered with
- eyes like COBOL (**** Miranda ***) and a PR1ME mainframe architecture
- that set Micro's peripherals networking all over the place.
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- He browsed over to her casually, admiring the power of her
- twin, 32-bit floating point processors and enquired "How are you,
- Honeywell?" "Yes, I am well", she responded, batting her optical
- fibers engagingly and smoothing her console over her curvilinear
- functions.
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- Micro settled for a straight line approximation. "I'm
- stand-alone tonight," he said, "How about computing a vector to my
- base address? I'll output a byte to eat, and maybe we could get
- offset later on."
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- Mini ran a priority process for 2.6 milliseconds then
- transmitted 8k, "I've been dumped myself recently, and a new page
- is just what I need to refresh my disks. I'll park my machine
- cycle in your background and meet you inside." She walked off,
- leaving Micro admiring her solenoids and thinking, "Wow, what a
- global variable, I wonder if she'd like my firmware?"
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- They sat down at the process table to a top of form feed of
- fiche and chips and a bucket of baudot. Mini was in conversational
- mode and expanded on ambiguous arguments while Micro gave
- occasional acknowledgments although, in reality, he was analyzing
- the shortest and least critical path to her entry point. He
- finally settled on the old would_you_like_to_see_my_benchmark
- routine, but Mini was again one step ahead.
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- Suddenly she was up and stripping off her parity bits to reveal
- the full functionality of her operating system software. "Let's
- get BASIC, you RAM," she said. Micro was loaded by this stage, but
- his hardware policing module had a processor of it's own and was in
- danger of overflowing its output buffer, a hang-up that Micro had
- consulted his analyst about. "Core," was all he could say, as she
- prepared to log him off.
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- Micro soon recovered, however, when Mini went down on the DEC
- and opened her divide files to reveal her data set ready. He
- accessed his fully packed root device and was just about to start
- pushing into her CPU stack, when she attempted an escape sequence.
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- "No, No!" she cried, "You're not shielded."
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- "Reset, baby", he replied, "I've been debugged."
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- "But I haven't got my current loop enabled, and I can't support
- child processes," she protested.
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- "Don't run away", he said, "I'll generate an interrupt."
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- "No that's too error prone, and I can't abort because of my
- design philosophy."
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- Micro was locked in by this stage though, and could not be
- turned off. But Mini soon stopped his thrashing by introducing a
- voltage spike into his main supply, whereupon he fell over with a
- head crash and went to sleep.
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- "Computers!" she thought as she compiled herself, "All they ever
- think of is hex."
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