This message is in MIME format. Since your mail reader does not understand this format, some or all of this message may not be legible. ----__JNP_000_2add.7af4.2a4d Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Jan and Elaine, You will appreciate this, I think one of your guys does "American Pie". Jer > This goes with the same song as American Pie..... > > > (Woah, a clever techie with a lot of time on his/her hands) > > > One would think we all need a new theme song to take us on into the > final > stretch. So here's "Millennium Pie"--- ..........(from an Australian > "Tech").........---the day computers died. > > Millennium Pie (with major apologies to Don McLean) > > A long, long time ago .... > I can still remember how > Computers used to make me smile. > And I knew if I had my chance, > That I could make electrons dance, > And maybe I'd be happy for a while. > > But January made me shiver, > it chilled me deep down in my liver, > Bad news I'd collected .... > I couldn't get connected. > > I can't remember back that day > When I first knew about the Y2K > But something touched me anyway, > The day computers died. > > So, .... Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi > Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry > And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies > Saying this will be the day I retire, > This will be the day I retire. > > Can you write in C plus plus? > And do you have faith in your local bus > If the driver tells you so? > Do you believe in Compaq's goals > Can software save your mortal soul > And can you teach me how to type real slow? > > Well I thought that you were prepared > 'Cause your memo said you weren't impaired > Your stationery's swell > But you can go to hell. > > I was a lonely teenage Unix hack > With an incantation and a modem jack > but I knew the cat had left the sack > The day computers died I started singin'.... > > Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi > Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry > And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies > Saying this will be the day I retire, > This will be the day I retire. > > Now for 10 years we've ignored the threat > And we haven't solved the problem yet > But that's not how it used to be. > When the luddites read for the king and queen > With a light they filled with kerosene > And some manuals they stole from you and me. > And while Bill Gates was looking pleased > Time stole his monopolies > The courtroom was adjourned > No verdict was returned. > > While Apple tried a color scheme > The engineers returned to steam > And we had purges of their dreams > The day computers died. > We were singin' > > Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi > Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry > And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies > Saying this will be the day I retire, > This will be the day I retire. > > Intel inside an iron smelter > The food leftover from my fallout shelter > Twinkies old and aging fast. > But, I'd rather go and eat the grass > As Q/A tried for a system crash > With the tester on the sidelines in a cast. > Now the timeshare net was running Doom > While mainframes played a marching tune > We all tried to log in > Oh, but we never could begin > > 'Cause Cobol tried to take the field, > And Holerith refused to yield. > Do you recall what was revealed, > The day computers died? > > We started singing > Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi > Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry > And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies > Saying this will be the day I retire, > This will be the day I retire. > > There we were all in a state > A generation - really late > With no time left to start again > So come on mouse be nimble, mouse be quick > Don't let my spreadsheet data stick > 'Cause data is the devil's only friend. > As I watched him on my screen > My hands and face were drenched in steam > No angel born in hell > Could run that stupid shell. > > And as the ball climbed high into the night > To call the sacrificial night > I saw Dick Clark laughing with delight > the day computers died. > He was singin' > > Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi > Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry > And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies > Saying this will be the day I retire, > This will be the day I retire. > > I met a girl with a cell phone > And I asked her for a dial tone > But she just smiled and turned away. > I went down to the software store > Where I'd seen computers years before, > But the man there said the games there wouldn't play. > And in the streets the children screamed, > The lovers cried and the poets dreamed, > Their interface was spoken - > The Internet was broken !!!! > > And the three things I connect to most - > The Website, Lan and the Network host, > Every single one was toast, > The day computers died !!!! > They were singin' > > Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi > Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry > And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies > Saying this will be the day I retire. > This will be the day I retire. > > > >> > ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ----__JNP_000_2add.7af4.2a4d Content-Type: message/rfc822 From: Lorri Wilson <Lorri.Wilson@anixter.com> To: Danimal196@aol.com, jbentley@titan.com, KevinBrown934@compuserve.com, Rogah66@aol.com, Tlwilson32@aol.com Date: Wed, 1 Dec 1999 15:34:31 -0800 Subject: FW: Millenium Pie Message-ID: <"991201232333Z.WT26478. 3*/PN=Lorri.Wilson/O=NOTES/PRMD=ANIXTER/ADMD=ATTMAIL/C=US/"@mhs> Received: from rly-yd02.mx.aol.com (rly-yd02.mail.aol.com [172.18.150.2]) by air-yd05.mail.aol.com (vx) with ESMTP; Wed, 01 Dec 1999 18:26:09 -0500 Received: from [38.193.194.161] (fiber.anixter.com [38.193.194.161]) by rly-yd02.mx.aol.com (v65.4) with ESMTP; Wed, 01 Dec 1999 18:25:45 -0500 Received: from wtgw.anixter.com by [38.193.194.161] via smtpd (for rly-yd02.mx.aol.com [205.188.156.162]) with SMTP; 1 Dec 1999 23:25:19 UT Received: (from x400@localhost) by wt.anixter.com (8.8.6 (PHNE_14041)/8.8.6) id RAA26494; Wed, 1 Dec 1999 17:24:28 -0600 (CST) Received: by ATTMAIL; Wed, 1 Dec 1999 15:34:31 -0800 X-Mailer: Worldtalk (NetJunction 4.5.1-p6)/MIME MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Return-Path: <Lorri.Wilson@anixter.com> ---------------------- Forwarded by Lorri Wilson/USW/AXE on 12/01/99 03:24 PM --------------------------- Jessica Russell 12/01/99 03:22 PM To: Deborah Mallow/USW/AXE@AXE, Lorri Wilson/USW/AXE@AXE, Stu Fleck/USW/AXE, Jay Rountree/USW/AXE cc: Subject: FW: Millenium Pie ---------------------- Forwarded by Jessica Russell/USW/AXE on 12/01/99 05:54 AM --------------------------- Karen Wnuk 11/24/99 10:26 AM To: BecciBB@cs.com@internet@WTAXE, cbryan@t1internet.com@internet@WTAXE, tikkihut1@yahoo.com@internet@WTAXE, Leonard Carty/USW/AXE@AXE, Steve Moen/USW/AXE@AXE, Teri Albert/USW/AXE@AXE, Diane Hallowell/USW/AXE@AXE, Carrol Lyles/USW/AXE@AXE, Brent Lyles/USW/AXE@AXE, Jessica Russell/USW/AXE@AXE cc: Subject: FW: Millenium Pie This goes with the same song as American Pie..... (Woah, a clever techie with a lot of time on his/her hands) One would think we all need a new theme song to take us on into the final stretch. So here's "Millennium Pie"--- ..........(from an Australian "Tech").........---the day computers died. Millennium Pie (with major apologies to Don McLean) A long, long time ago .... I can still remember how Computers used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance, That I could make electrons dance, And maybe I'd be happy for a while. But January made me shiver, it chilled me deep down in my liver, Bad news I'd collected .... I couldn't get connected. I can't remember back that day When I first knew about the Y2K But something touched me anyway, The day computers died. So, .... Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies Saying this will be the day I retire, This will be the day I retire. Can you write in C plus plus? And do you have faith in your local bus If the driver tells you so? Do you believe in Compaq's goals Can software save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to type real slow? Well I thought that you were prepared 'Cause your memo said you weren't impaired Your stationery's swell But you can go to hell. I was a lonely teenage Unix hack With an incantation and a modem jack but I knew the cat had left the sack The day computers died I started singin'.... Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies Saying this will be the day I retire, This will be the day I retire. Now for 10 years we've ignored the threat And we haven't solved the problem yet But that's not how it used to be. When the luddites read for the king and queen With a light they filled with kerosene And some manuals they stole from you and me. And while Bill Gates was looking pleased Time stole his monopolies The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned. While Apple tried a color scheme The engineers returned to steam And we had purges of their dreams The day computers died. We were singin' Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies Saying this will be the day I retire, This will be the day I retire. Intel inside an iron smelter The food leftover from my fallout shelter Twinkies old and aging fast. But, I'd rather go and eat the grass As Q/A tried for a system crash With the tester on the sidelines in a cast. Now the timeshare net was running Doom While mainframes played a marching tune We all tried to log in Oh, but we never could begin 'Cause Cobol tried to take the field, And Holerith refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed, The day computers died? We started singing Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies Saying this will be the day I retire, This will be the day I retire. There we were all in a state A generation - really late With no time left to start again So come on mouse be nimble, mouse be quick Don't let my spreadsheet data stick 'Cause data is the devil's only friend. As I watched him on my screen My hands and face were drenched in steam No angel born in hell Could run that stupid shell. And as the ball climbed high into the night To call the sacrificial night I saw Dick Clark laughing with delight the day computers died. He was singin' Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies Saying this will be the day I retire, This will be the day I retire. I met a girl with a cell phone And I asked her for a dial tone But she just smiled and turned away. I went down to the software store Where I'd seen computers years before, But the man there said the games there wouldn't play. And in the streets the children screamed, The lovers cried and the poets dreamed, Their interface was spoken - The Internet was broken !!!! And the three things I connect to most - The Website, Lan and the Network host, Every single one was toast, The day computers died !!!! They were singin' Bye, bye to the next digit of Pi Ran my PC on some DC but the voltage was dry And good ol' boys were sending e-mail replies Saying this will be the day I retire. This will be the day I retire. ----__JNP_000_2add.7af4.2a4d--