FROM THE AUTHOR #2
-Are you listening to your elders?
-No.
-Say - I’m a sinner!
M. Gorky, "In People"
My judgment day has come and I am writing this
part of the article, and besides me, no one is in this
not my fault - the idea was to make two intros
was mine.
I would like to tell you about how everything
began, continues and will end,
summarize, draw conclusions and go
sleep.
And it all started like this. I met
with the Chemist and when we met he showed him
micro demo of my parody project
St. Petersburg electronic magazine. It's been two
days, and the Chemist came to me in a fair
drunk and with his hands and tongue he offered me
make something electronic, for fun.
Gradually the idea transformed into
what are you doing nowsee. We've moved away from the idea
parody, but the similarity of the shell can
explain that the original, in my opinion
look is the most successful, and to me
I wanted to do something cool. Here I am
I will not describe the searches and errors,
they are probably typical. But I want to talk about
assembler in which it was prepared
this product. It's XAS, but when
the work was already nearing completion,
It turned out that he occasionally ruins disks,
and it defies analysis. I can only
assume that damage occurs when
large number of swap files
(in my case - 11). I'm looking forward to it
new versions of this cool assembler,
who may not be suffering from illness
strangling discs.
It is for this reason that this issue
the magazine will not fit the brilliant packer
files, all the texts of which were screwed up
when writing object code to disk from
assembler, but the texts themselves have not been preserved.
Only the algorithm has survived, and you can talk about it
read in one of our articles
magazine.
About plans. As Vovan said, they
have always been Napoleonic. We are planning
release the second issue for the new year
magazine, and therefore we invite everyone to
cooperation. We need people (it is possible without
certificates). Catastrophically lacking
timefor programming,
text editing, writing
Mouzons, drawing pictures and running to
beer stall behind "Cobpemehhukom".
I hope the second number will be more
serious and I won't have to tremble
watch the users with stone faces
read texts that I spent a lot of time working on
laughed, and with twirling fingers
at the temples and with a blank expression
toes.
The chemist asked me to write about us
came up with a name for the magazine.
Initially I suggested calling it
ZX-CHR 208, but the Chemist did not agree with
me, citing the fact that they are retarded
Users won't understand humor. Were offered
versions like red phone and money
socks, but they were rejected for
vacuity. There were also those
which I won’t dare repeat here.
Now we have another problem - we don't
We know what to call our duet. Therefore, if
who has an English-Russian dictionary in
ten volumes, please let me use it
his Khimik, let him look for our call sign.
About myself. As a matter of fact, all
our magazine is a story about ourselves and
self-promotion and invitation to
cooperation. Well, I, Mr. Gluck,
Now I'm studying at Ivanovo Energy
fourth collegecourse, and if anyone
familiar with this orphan chicken coop, maybe
find me there.
About the Chemist. He is a face without
certain occupations (distilling is not
account), a trader who knows what, and
who the hell knows what exists. Blue
dream - a computer of one brand, and if you
give him such a car, then at least he will
will not gnaw out a monument with his teeth
marble and just say thank you, which
Can be spread on bread.
With that, let me finish this
a small opus in my honor.
Post-epigraph:
The priest raised
head and said:
-And this is not good!
Go...
M. Gorky, ibid.
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