“Whadda ya mean there's no Facebook Messenger on this thing? I have to call my bookie to beat the spread!”
She doesn't even have thumbs
Saturday, September 10th, 2022 Alive 18,764 days
You are about to be eaten by a grue
Sunday, July 3rd, 2022 Alive 18,695 days
Some people like to measure a computerʼs ability to asking if it can run Linux. Some ask if it can run Doom. I ask, ”Can it run Zork?” The answer for my TRS-80 Model 100 is “Yes, with a little help.”
Itʼs the Tower of Pisa
Monday, March 15th, 2021 Alive 18,220 days
Because it's nano
Sunday, March 14th, 2021 Alive 18,219 days
Today I learned that Nano works fine on the tiny screen of a TRS-80 Model 100.
You are likely to be eaten by a grue
Saturday, March 13th, 2021 Alive 18,218 days
I can finally play Zork on my TRS-80 Model 100. Sort of.
Iʼm actually using the Model 100ʼs terminal program to connect to a wifi dongle on the back of the machine which connects to my wifi router, which connects to my Mac Mini, where the game is actually running.
Some day Iʼd like to run Zork on this actual machine, but that would entail installing CP/M on the 100, which is still a very experimental process, and more complicated than I have time for.
Welcome to 1983
Saturday, March 13th, 2021 Alive 18,218 days
…and weʼre online!
Slightly less dramatic than connecting to CompuServe for the first time, but nevertheless a personal communications victory.
Dead Letter Office
Saturday, October 3rd, 2020 Alive 18,057 days
When I want to get things off my chest, I bang the words into an old TRS-80 I keep in the closet. I do it in story form.
I’ve found that writing stories is a good way to expend excess mental energy. I’ve written hundreds of stories on that machine. Every month or so, after they’re perfected, I pull out the batteries and the stories disappear forever.
It’s like in the old days when people would write their confessions in letters and throw them in the fireplace, or deliberately mail them to undeliverable addresses.
You used to be able to buy bundles of these letters from the Post Office’s sorting facility’s Dead Letter Office. I don’t think you can anymore. Now they’re probably auctioned off in palettes with other undeliverable to big companies that throw away the letters and sell the wayward packages on Amazon.
Recursive
Friday, February 22nd, 2019 Alive 17,468 days
I have written down my memories of using a TRS-80 Model 100 as a journalist.
To keep it kosher, I wrote it on my TRS-80 Model 100.
Friday, August 24th, 2018 Alive 17,286 days
Friday, August 17th, 2018 Alive 17,279 days
My house is finally eligible for gigabit internet. The nerd in me says going from 300/50 to 1,000/35 for an extra $18 is a no-brainer. My brain says I don't need a thousand megabits to play telnet games on my TRS-80.
Sunday, July 22nd, 2018 Alive 17,253 days
We have achieved XMODEM on the TRS-80. Weekend project complete.