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Ways Geeks Celebrate Christmas
Decorating the tree with SDRAM and CPUs burned out from your last overclocking experiment.
Thrashdog wrote:Klyith wrote:Dposcorp wrote:Darkmage wrote:Twas the night before Geekmas
and all through the house
No PCs were stirring,
Not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline
and stuck in their heads
Were visions of DOOM3
so they hid under their beds
When up from the roof
There rose such a clatter
It was louder than a Maxtor
with an off-balance platter...
That's it. The brain is fried. Someone else take the next verse, please.
The light from the LCD on the face of the lan-er,
Gave the lustre of mid-day like a USB scanner,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh filled with cool pc gear,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew knew he was naviagating with his wireless NIC.
More rapid than Raptors his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
That's it for me.
Now Dasher! Now Razor! Now Laser and Fittsen!
On Clocker! On CPUid! On Talon and Blitzen!
To the top of the case! To the top of the screen!
Now flash away! Flash away! Flash away all!
As benchmarks that always leave our mouths dry,
When the graphs on TR reach for the sky,
So up to the case-tower the reindeer they flew
With the sleigh of ph4t l00t, and Saint Damage too!
...
whew! The reindeer were tough. So who's next?
And then in a twinkling I saw in the case
Radeons and Geforces overclocking apace.
As on the monitor video stress tests strobed,
Into the case peered Saint Damage, with a temperature probe.
He was dressed in blue jeans and a Tech Report sweater.
He grasped all the power cables and bundled them together.
He pulled four sticks of RAM from an OEM lot,
And set about plugging them into DIMM slots.
Maxwell Smart wrote:Thrashdog wrote:Klyith wrote:Dposcorp wrote:Darkmage wrote:Twas the night before Geekmas
and all through the house
No PCs were stirring,
Not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline
and stuck in their heads
Were visions of DOOM3
so they hid under their beds
When up from the roof
There rose such a clatter
It was louder than a Maxtor
with an off-balance platter...
That's it. The brain is fried. Someone else take the next verse, please.
The light from the LCD on the face of the lan-er,
Gave the lustre of mid-day like a USB scanner,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh filled with cool pc gear,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew knew he was naviagating with his wireless NIC.
More rapid than Raptors his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
That's it for me.
Now Dasher! Now Razor! Now Laser and Fittsen!
On Clocker! On CPUid! On Talon and Blitzen!
To the top of the case! To the top of the screen!
Now flash away! Flash away! Flash away all!
As benchmarks that always leave our mouths dry,
When the graphs on TR reach for the sky,
So up to the case-tower the reindeer they flew
With the sleigh of ph4t l00t, and Saint Damage too!
...
whew! The reindeer were tough. So who's next?
And then in a twinkling I saw in the case
Radeons and Geforces overclocking apace.
As on the monitor video stress tests strobed,
Into the case peered Saint Damage, with a temperature probe.
He was dressed in blue jeans and a Tech Report sweater.
He grasped all the power cables and bundled them together.
He pulled four sticks of RAM from an OEM lot,
And set about plugging them into DIMM slots.
An Athlon CPU he pulled out of his pocket,
And slowly yet gently it was placed into the socket,
Then he grinned as he placed a small dab,
of Arctic Silver on the CPU slab.
The crusty old IDE drives were popped out of place,
And 4 SATA Segates were put in their place,
Now he was real smart, and certainly slick,
So he thought 2 terebytes of storage should do the trick!
Okay, 2 more verses and were done!
'Twas the Night Before Geekmas
by: Darkmage, Dposcorp, Klyith, Thrashdog, and Maxwell Smart
'Twas the night before Geekmas and all through the house,
No PCs were stirring, not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline and stuck in their heads,
Was visions of DOOM3, so they hid under their beds.
When up from the roof there rose such a clatter,
It was louder than a Maxtor with an off-balance platter.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh filled with cool PC gear.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew he was navigating with his wireless NIC.
More rapid than Raptors his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
Now Dasher! Now Razor! Now Laser and Fittsen!
On Clocker! On CPUid! On Talon and Blitzen!
To the top of the case! To the top of the screen!
Now flash away! Flash away! Flash away all!
As benchmarks that always leave our mouths dry,
When the graphs on TR reach for the sky.
So up to the case-tower the reindeer they flew,
With the sleigh of ph4t l00t, and Saint Damage too!
And then in a twinkling I saw in the case,
Radeons and Geforces overclocking apace.
As on the monitor video stress tests strobed,
Into the case peered Saint Damage, with a temperature probe.
He was dressed in blue jeans and a Tech Report sweater,
He grasped all the power cables and bundled them together.
He pulled four sticks of RAM from an OEM lot,
And set about plugging them into DIMM slots.
An Athlon CPU he pulled out of his pocket,
And slowly yet gently it was placed into the socket.
Then he grinned as he placed a small dab,
of Arctic Silver on the CPU slab.
The crusty old IDE drives were popped out of place,
And 4 SATA Segates were put in their place,
Now he was real smart, and certainly slick,
So he thought 2 terebytes of storage should do the trick!
A flick of the power gave the system its birth,
Then ran benchmarks all night for all it was worth.
We heard him, when results were forgone;
Say "The review will be ready tomorrow at dawn."
He went to his work, he wrote in a fever,
The article was posted on the Tech Report server.
And we heard him shout, as comment threads did ignite,
"Merry Geekmas to all, and to all a good byte!"
PerfectCr wrote:Just so you know I printed this out and put it up in my area at work and everyone loves it!