The future is now.
Electrons dancing for your entertainment
Creating universes for you to play god in
How benevolent will you be?
Tech (an acrostic poem)
Category Archives: technology
Gear (an acrostic poem)
Grabbing all the bits and bobs he might need for creation
Everything, of course, except the right batteries
And once it was together, he had no way to test it
Reaching for some wires he hot glued them onto the wrong batteries and voila!
*Do not try this. I am not condoning this. Even though it might work.
Prototype (an acrostic poem)
Putting together yet another try was one of the most satisfying things he did
Reaching down he snapped in the last fitting and took a breath, ready to see if it worked
Of course, building all these iterations was also one of the worst things he could do
They reminded him of the numerous failures he didn’t plan for, that he was a bad engineer
Only he knew there was almost zero chance that the first one would work out of the box
That was the stuff of myths, legends, and dumb luck
Yearning to know if this was the one, he flipped the on switch
Prepared for sparks to fly and flames to claim one more attempt
Except this time it didn’t burn. It still didn’t work, but that was still progress?
Posts (an acrostic poem)
Putting her words out there in the interwebs
Opened herself up to all sorts of criticism
She smiled as she watched her retweets and replies exploded
The more she yanked their chains, the more they gave her satisfaction
So she cracked her knuckles and began her next trolling
Program (an acrostic poem)
Putting words together on the screen
Results in so many possibilities
Outgrowing the original sum of the whole
Giving life to something that
Revision upon revision created
And each one is a step closer
Making the machine come alive.
Wire (an acrostic poem)
Windings of many strands dangle from poles made from transplanted dead trees
Incarcerated electrons forced to carry secret messages to and fro
Replying to their digital masters the information that was entrusted to them
Every part connected by the coppery web
Beep (an acrostic poem)
Being in IT when every computer on campus was making noises
Especially as they rebooted over and over again was not going to be good
Ernie knew he was doomed for a long long long day
Perhaps this was not the week to give up swearing, but he wanted to yell something. “Oh …”
Handle (an acrostic poem)
Holding onto her with both hands, not wanting to ever let her go
And yet there she was, spinning away from me, somehow slipping from my grasp
Now I tried to catch her, I tried so hard
Didn’t stand a chance, though
Life slowed down as she fell to the pavement and shattered
Ever since then, I put my cellphone in a case with a…
Crash (an acrostic poem)
Clutter of electronics covered his desk like high tech lichen on a wooden rock
Reality bending miracles of the past now mere pieces and memories
And he kept contributing new relics to the collection
Swearing, he flicked the switch again, but
His computer still wasn’t booting, just more of the blue plague infecting his vision
Dial (an acrostic poem)
Digits scattered around in a ritualistic circle
It spun and clicked as it began its spell
And soon there were disembodied voices talking from the other side
Listen close and you might hear grandma
Never Short On Words 