Where a calculator on the ENIAC is equpped with 18,000 vacuum tubes and weighs 30 tons, computers in the future may have only 1,000 vaccuum tubes and perhaps weigh 1.5 tons.
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Now, we put out a lot of carbon dioxide every year, over 26 billion tons. For each American, it's about 20 tons. For people in poor countries, it's less than one ton. It's an average of about five tons for everyone on the planet. And, somehow, we have to make changes that will bring that down to zero.
quote by Bill Gates
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Grunge Betty
Hey!
Hey well I rise today
I cant seem to find what I want you for
I open my eyes and I wake on the floor
You open the door
Awake on the floor
Cant seem to find what I want you for
Cause latley baby
Oh yeah Im wasting
Tons of time
Tons of time
Tons of time
Hey!
Hey well I rise today
I cant seem to find what I want you for
I open my eyes and I wake on the floor
You open the door
Awake on the floor
Cant seem to find what I want you for
Cause latley baby
Oh yeah Im wasting
Tons of time
Tons of time
Tons of time
Two three four
Tons of time
Tons of time
Tons of time
Tons of time
Tons of time
Tons of time
Tons of time
song performed by by Dandy Warhols
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Just because something has tubes doesn't mean it's the best. I mean, tubes are obviously good, but the circuit of this thing is designed well and it sounds good.
quote by Dweezil Zappa
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We have made many glass vessels... with tubes two cubits long. These were filled with mercury, the open end was closed with the finger, and the tubes were then inverted in a vessel where there was mercury.
quote by Evangelista Torricelli
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Tubes
1
'Up, down, good, bad,' said
the man with the tubes
up his nose, ' there's lots
of variety…
However, notions
of balance between
extremes of fortune
are stupid—or at
best unobservant.'
He watched as the nurse
fed pellets into
the green nozzle that
stuck from his side. 'Mm,'
said the man. ' Good. Yum.
(Next time more basil…)
When a long-desired
baby is born, what
joy! More happiness
than we find in sex,
more than we take in
success, revenge, or
wealth. But should the same
infant die, would you
measure the horror
on the same rule? Grief
weighs down the seesaw;
joy cannot budge it.'
2
'When I was nineteen,
I told a thirty-
year-old man what a
fool I had been when
I was seventeen.
'We were always,' he
said glancing down, 'a
fool two years ago.''
3
The man with the tubes
up his nostrils spoke
carefully: 'I don't
regret what I did,
but that I claimed I
did the opposite.
If I was faithless
or treacherous and
cowardly, I had
my reasons—but I
regret that I called
myself loyal, brave,
and honorable.'
4
'Of all illusions,'
said the man with the
tubes up his nostrils,
IVs, catheter,
and feeding nozzle,
'the silliest one
was hardest to lose.
For years I supposed
that after climbing
exhaustedly up
with pitons and ropes,
I would arrive at
last on the plateau
of walking-level-
forever-among-
moss-with-red -blossoms.
But of course, of course:
A continual
climbing is the one
form of arrival
we ever come to—
unless we suppose
that the wished-for height
and house of desire
is tubes up the nose.'
poem by Donald Hall
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An ode to the diode
Beginning from the vacuum diode
The long forgotten tetrode and pentode
Small devices which drove large loads
To them I dedicate this ode
They took shape as a mechanical switch
Driven by an electromagnetic relay
However, they operated with a glitch
And also with a terrible delay
They made the first computer as big as a room
A very slow machine, nevertheless smug
The end was heralded quite soon
Between the contacts when they found a bug
A new era the vacuum tubes did usher
A result of brilliant innovation
They were promising and seemed to assure
For the existing problems a solution
Tubes required heating which dissipated power
That was a waste and a problem at hand
The remedy was silicon, as light as a flower
Available in abundance in grains of sand
Silicon replaced tubes and were called solid state
Designed to amplify, attenuate, flop and flip
They grew at a tremendously rapid rate
Millions integrated onto a single chip
The inventors had perhaps never dreamt
Of the uses silicon now does find
Whenever technology makes an advent
Electronics can never be left far behind
Any complex mathematical calculation
Is brought down to a simple logic
This is called the binary operation
But the switching has got to be pretty quick
Technology is but a means to an end
It all simmers down to a zero and one
Life needs to be lived, my friend
Packed with much laughter and fun
Bindu Vidyadhar
11th March,2010
poem by Bindu Vidyadhar
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DEVELOPMENT OF COMPUTERS IN THE WORLD - ROMANIA was the eighth country in the world to design and build an electronic computer with electronic tubes (1957) - the CIFA 1 computer in Bucharest and the 11th country in world, which built an electronic computer with transistors and electronic tubes (1963) - the computer DACICC-1 (Automatic Computing Device of the Cluj Computing Institute) at the Computing Institute - Romanian Academy (Cluj-Napoca branch), today called the Computing Institute of “Tiberiu Popoviciu”(ICTP).
Marin Vlada in ROINFO Romanian Informatics 2018-2022
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Many parts of the granite statues were found, the most important of which had features close to Ramses II. The statue needs some restoration and weighs between four and five tons.
quote by Zahi Hawass
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Song In My Ears
My heart is filled
tons of laughter,
tons of merriment
your eyes sparkle as pearl in milk.
You talk, music in my soul
darling sweet keys on board
my ears gobble your voice
lullabies I drift to slumber-land
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Navigator
The canals and the bridges, the embankments and cuts,
They blasted and dug with their sweat and their guts
They never drank water but whiskey by pints
And the shanty towns rang with their songs and their fights.
Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong
The morning is here and theres work to be done.
Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
Yes to shift a few tons of this earthly delight.
They died in their hundreds with no sign to mark where
Save the brass in the pocket of the entrepreneur.
By landslide and rockblast they got buried so deep
That in death if not life theyll have peace while they sleep.
Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong
The morning is here and theres work to be done.
Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
Yes to shift a few tons of this earthly delight.
Their mark on this land is still seen and still laid
The way for a commerce where vast fortunes were made
The supply of an empire where the sun never set
Which is now deep in darkness, but the railways there yet.
Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong
The morning is here and theres work to be done.
Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
Yes to shift a few tons of this earthly delight.
song performed by by Pogues
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Tons Of Steel
I know these rails were on like I know my ladys smile,
We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Cant begin to count the trips she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time weve both been down this grade.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow.
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Its one hell of an understatement, to say she cant be beat.
Shes temperamental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasnt built to travel at speed or through mud slides.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn like the ties
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Murphy sure out done himself to pick this stretch of track
I can only hope my luck is ridin in the back.
Well I have pray to God this aint the day we meet,
Ive done about everything, but try dragging my feet.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Oh, oh I want to go down slow.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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100,000 Tons Of Steel
I know these rails were on like I know my ladys smile,
We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Cant begin to count the trips she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time weve both been down this grade.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow.
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Its one hell of an understatement, to say she cant be beat.
Shes tempermental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasnt built to travel at speed or through mud slides.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn like the ties
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Murphy sure out done himself to pick this stretch of track
I can only hope my luck is ridin in the back.
Well I have pray to God this aint the day we meet,
Ive done about everything, but try dragging my feet.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Oh, oh I want to go down slow.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Tubes Wires Beeping Machines
Tubes, Wires Beeping Machines
Keeping you here with me
Make him better, make theses tears go away
Keep him holding on, keep him here with me
Fight for him untill he can fight himself
I need him here for me
I'm not ready to loose him forever
Tubes, Wires Beeping Machines
Please work please work
To keep him here I'm not ready for a good bye
Don't fail everyone loves him not just me
I'm not ready to say good bye
I need more time I want him at graduation
I want him to live so much longer
Tubes, Wires Beeping Machines
I thought you were supposed to help
I thought you'de make him better
I'm now looking at his picture
I'm crying as people talk of this great man
I wasn't ready to say good bye
We barry him today you could have saved him
I'm not ready for this good bye
poem by Lilly James
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This Mummy Is Ready
There's one day a year
That I'm allowed to beg for treats.
My dog does it all the time.
It's amazing how much he eats.
I just might get aches and pains
From carrying my candy around.
In the Halloween record book,
I'd like my name to be found.
I've got a wheelbarrow, a wagon,
A donkey, and a yak.
I'll have tons and tons of candy
By the time I come back.
Everything is ready.
I'm a well-prepared mummy.
Who is going to stock up
On yummies for his tummy.
poem by Bruce Larkin
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Driving Deadly | Early Poems
An ocean gushes from my eyes
but my face is dry.
My throat weighs two thousand tons, and yet,
away from the ground I fly to worlds unknown by others.
A lazy eye winks at me and tells me to die.
The wind begins to swallow me, and I give in and say:
'Take me! Oh take me away with you! '
Then, quite suddenly, a snake appears and vanishes in the sky.
poem by Anna Maria
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I Go Wild
You whipped me I'm hurting
Abused me for certain
And slavery should not exist
Is this what I get a poison kiss
Without you I'm dead meat
I'm a raggedy dog dying in the street
Of a God-forsaken shanty town
Where gangs of children are hunted down
I go wild when you're in my face
I go wild when I taste your taste
I go wild and I go insane
I get sick--somebody stop this pain
You left me I'm braindead
I'm feeling nothing strapped to my bed
On life support tubes in my nose
Tubes in my arms shot full of holes
I go wild act like a goat
And I get sick
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Voodoo Lounge
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A Series of Tubes
That there Internet thingy
is like a series of tubes
All the smart fellas
in the hole world
got tagether and
they put smart stuff in them tubes
An now all ya gotta do
to larn stuff
is getcha self connected to that
Internet thingy
(You will need a computer for this)
(and some other stuff + electricty)
They you can pull stuff
up from them tubes
smart reading stuff
(if ya like that kinda thing)
or even important stuff
like how to knock down your old barn or shed
or even how to build a real bomb
(not for knocking down the barn though)
I know all this cause my congress man talked about it on TV
And George W. Bush says so two (I think cause he outta no)
The End (only the end of this poem)
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Billy Bob
poem by Billy Bob Noes
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Mimesis: Tesla’s Ether Theory
Tesla’s ether theory
magneto-hydro-dynamic pumping
Tesla turbine plus pancake coils
Tesla power-plant
spherical construction
vacuum tubes free energy
energy working field
propulsion device
powering an automobile
1934 Pierce Arrow
80 mph and unlimited range
anti-gravity free energy
neutrinos gravity particles
hold universe together?
amplify manipulate neutrinos
unlimited propulsion drive
antigravity propulsion
warp time space instiller travel
zero point energy
vacuum flux
quantum aether
virl energy
vacuum energy
flux potential
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tuesday Morning
Today, you fall softly
On the multi-colored play mat.
You then gently push the guitar’s funny shadow
While your cousins dance erratically with the curtains
You let me read the pages
Of the author wanting to die in Paris on a rainy Thursday
I fight off a yawn
But you weigh tons on my eye lids.
poem by A.G. Bawang
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Greatest Satisfaction
Life gives us many opportunities to live
Happily if we can learn to live
Others happiness that they deserve
With tons of care, joy and love
And when we give all these things
To others then the joy it brings
Give us greatest satisfaction of all
In every deed of kindness big or small
So to gain joy what we must do
Is to give happiness to others too
And give others the joy they deserve
With the gift of tons of care and love.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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