''To be born again,' sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, 'first you have to die. Ho ji! Ho ji! To land upon the bosomy earth, first one needs to fly. Tat-taa! Taka-thun! How to ever smile again, if first you won't cry? How to win the darling's love, mister, without a sigh? Baba, if you want to get born again . .
'I tell you, you must die, I tell you, I tell you,' and thusly and so beneath a moon of alabaster until a loud cry crossed the night, 'To the devil with your tunes,' the words hanging crystalline in the iced white night, 'in the movies you only mimed to playback singers, so spare me these infernal noises now.'
Gibreel, the tuneless soloist, had been cavorting in moonlight as he sang his impromptu gazal, swimming in air, butterfly-stroke, breast-stroke, bunching himself into a ball, spreadeagling himself against the almost-infinity of the almost-dawn, adopting heraldic postures, rampant, couchant, pitting levity against gravity. Now he rolled happily towards the sardonic voice. 'Ohe, Salad baba, it's you, too good. What-ho, old Chumch.' At which the other, a fastidious shadow falling headfirst in a grey suit with all the jacket buttons done up, arms by his sides, taking for granted the improbability of the bowler hat on his head, pulled a nickname-hater's face. 'Hey, Spoono,' Gibreel yelled, eliciting a second inverted wince, 'Proper London, bhai! Here we come! Those bastards down there won't know what hit them. Meteor or lightning or vengeance of God. Out of thin air, baby. Dharrraaammm! Wham, na? What an entrance, yaar. I swear: splat.'
Out of thin air: a big bang, followed by falling stars. A universal beginnlng, a miniature echo of the birth of time
Simple and effective - and no symlinks all over the place like in SysV. It automagically orders services. If foo needs bar bar is started before foo.
And I see now that it is what OpenRC is... or atleast was.
No, not alternative medicine. Alternative TO medicine.
The full list: amiga, atari, cesfic, hp300, luna68k, mac68k, mvme68k, news68k, next68k, sun3 and x68k.
He also sells the Replica 1 (Apple 1 clone) and Micro-KIM (MOS KIM-1 clone). They, however, use true 6502 processors.
And as far as I can recall the Super Expander gave you 3k, not 3000 bytes.
Look at this VIC-20 demo. Try to do that on your paltry ZX81!
The VIC-20 had lots of stuff the ZX81 did not have. A proper keyboard, color graphics, disk drive(s), sound, a real video chip so the processor didn't have to draw the screen (that's why you can either run a program or have screen output. Welcome to the blinking screen!) The only good thing (IMO) about the ZX81 was the cheap, cheap price, otherwise it was a pretty awful machine.
So... I guess you had a kid on May 17:th of this year?