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  • Silver 14:44 on January 25, 2012 Permalink |
    Tags: hardware_prose   

    Snow Hunter Wing 

    The passing of time has shown the nimble humans the importance of the Personal computer. This simple-minded piece of architecture, that silently roams near our lower extremities while in use, has shown a significant importance in forming the way the human perceives it’s surroundings. The computer, which the humans by now call “Saint George” had always been seen as mild tempered and cool. This was perceived as a virtue among the human race.

    On one pitiful and sorry day, the computer had lost it’s cool. The temperatures of its silicon based intestine had skyrocketed to never-before seen figures. But what was there to do, to aid the saviour of the man kind?

    A hero once approached from the alien-lands of Iteria with the correct mindset for solving the grave problem at hand. The hero was offered rations of various type and measure, if only he was to aid the close ones of “Saint George”. The Iterian approached the computer with great caution, taking great care in every move he makes. He carefully dissected the computer, revealing it’s insides. After thorough investigation, the hero was able to pinpoint the root of the apparent sickness of sorry George. In fact, there seemed to be a large formation of dust particles in and around the motherboard, CPU and the cooling fans. Through a gentle yet sweat-braking process of dust removal, the computer was healed. George once again regained his cool temper and continued serving the humans by aiding in solving complex calculations whilst silently humming in the darkness.

    The Iterian was treated as a nobelty and his every wish was granted. Since the hero was a humble man, he only took what he needed and went, once again, to go and wonder along in distant lands, helping the unfortunate.

     
  • Taavi 14:07 on January 25, 2012 Permalink |
    Tags: , hardware_prose   

    One does not simply invent time machine 

    In the dark forest of the kingdom of the mighty rhinoceros right near the land of the invincible squirrel monsters, an unhappy sister of the lord of the Prince’s road was sitting in her pinkish yellow hall. It was at this time the master Sam Sung had fallen from the height of the quadrillion femtometres. From the unlikeliest of possibilities the heavy core of the Sam Sung which the sister knew as the memory of the master Sung was to be seen no more. All the sister could do was searching the endless planes of the World Wide Web, using the services of the ASUS located in the King’s hall of the lord of the Prince’s road. All she was enlightened by the queen of the Chrome of the Google.us was about the input device called Hard Disk Drive. Little was known about the infamous enemy called the Warranty Exclusions at this time. Nevertheless the journey through the labyrinths of the road works near the Argo lake to the official Hospitality de la Sam Sung was completed by the sister and her brave male ancestor. The frightful keeper of the rehab of the Sam Sung carefully examined all the exterior parts of the mighty PC, but failed to locate and reveal the mischievous fall of the Sam Sung from the unimaginable of heights. Little was mentioned to the keeper about the faltering of the Storage Device. However after long days of waiting the Sam Sung had recovered and was returned to the castle located not far from the Shrine of Tiskre. It was at this time the lord of the Prince’s road was accosted and told about the ordeals of the master Sam Sung. He let his mightiest of roars unleash but the poor sister of the lord did not understand why. Later it was unfortunately found that all the data from the memory of the poor Sam Sung was lost. It was indeed sad times at Prince’s road. Everyone relied on the lord of the castle to bring back the lost memory of the Sam Sung. After long hours of lectures by the lord on the topic of the hardware inside the Sam Sung, it was decided that everything was lost. One does not simply invent a time machine. Thus sister was left without the mighty data held by the Sam Sung and left with a powerful chest with an operating system called 7, Windows 7. All was gone as sister cried but help was needed before the mighty Sam Sung was to be attacked by the Trojan’s and Spies. All seemed to be lost in the battle of Antivirus until lord finally departed from his hall to join the frenzy. He walked past the towers of Internet Explorer to the gate of Chromium. With a mighty click on the button with the straight block letters which read DOWNLOAD he unleashed the protective cry of the Google. The battle was turned around and everything seemed to go uphill but at this very moment the mischievous Windows 7 decided to restart Sam Sung for software update. Everyone screamed in vain as Sam Sung woke up from its sleep in lightning speed and in no time the lord was once again exploring the lands of the Internet using the magical Chrome. He cast spells which opened more and more tabs and windows until the battle was won. There stood the Spybot, AVG and Defender all ready to block attacks from the blood lusting viruses and other parasites. It was the day of success as the allied forces of Photoshop, MSN, Office, Acrobat all appeared in the Sam Sung. It was magical indeed and once again the lord of Prince’s road had helped the sister out of her misery.

     
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