The Night before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas,
when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except
Papa's mouse.
The computer was humming, the icons
were hopping,
As Papa did last-minute Internet
shopping.
The stockings were hung by the modem
with care
In hope that St. Nicholas would
bring new software.
The children were nestled all snug
in their beds,
While visions of computer games
danced in their heads.
PageMaker for Billy, and Quicken
for Dan,
And Carmen Sandiego for Pamela
Ann.
The letters to Santa had been sent
out by Mom,
To santaclaus@toyshop.northpole.com
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Which has now been re-routed to
Washington State
Because Santa's workshop has been
bought by Bill Gates.
All the elves and reindeer have
had to skedaddle
To flashy new quarters in suburban
Seattle.
After centuries of a life that was
simple and spare,
St. Nicholas is suddenly a new
billionaire,
With a shiny red Porsche in the
place of his sleigh,
And a house on Lake Washington
that's just down the way
>From where Bill has his mansion.
The old fellow preens
In black Gucci boots and red Calvin
Klein jeans.
The elves have stock options and
desks with a view,
Where they write computer code
for Johnny and Sue.
No more dolls or tin soldiers or
little toy drums
Will be under the tree, only compact
disk ROMS
With the Microsoft label. So spin
up your drive,
>From now on Christmas runs only
on Win95.
More rapid than eagles the competitors
came,
And Bill whistled, and shouted,
and called them by name.
"Now, ADOBE! now, CLARIS! now,
INTUIT! too,
Now, APPLE! and NETSCAPE! you are
all of you through,
It is Microsoft's SANTA that the
kids can't resist,
It's the ultimate software with
a traditional twist -
Recommended by no less than the
jolly old elf,
And on the package, a picture of
Santa himself.
Get 'em young, keep 'em long, is
Microsoft's scheme,
And a merger with Santa is a marketer's
dream.
To the top of the NASDAQ! to the
top of the Dow!
Now dash away! dash away! dash
away - wow!"
And Mama in her 'kerchief and I
in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long
winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose
such a clatter,
The whir and the hum of our satellite
platter,
As it turned toward that new Christmas
star in the sky,
The SANTALITE owned by the Microsoft
guy.
As I sprang from my bed and was
turning around,
My computer turned on with a Jingle-Bells
sound.
And there on the screen was a smiling
Bill Gates
Next to jolly old Santa, two arm-in-arm
mates.
And I heard them exclaim in voice
so bright,
Have a MICROSOFT CHRISTMAS, and
TO ALL A GOODNIGHT. |
Bill's New House
Now that Bill Gates is moving into
his new house, the following is a conversation heard last week.
Bill: "There are a few issues we
need to discuss."
Contractor: "Ah, you have our basic
support option. Calls are free for the first 90 days and $75 a call thereafter.
Okay?"
Bill: "Uh, yeah... the first issue
is the living room. We think it's a little smaller than we anticipated."
Contractor: "Yeah. Some compromises
were made to have it out by the release date."
Bill: "We won't be able to fit
all our furniture in there."
Contractor: "Well, you have two
options. You can purchase a new, larger living room; or you can use a Stacker."
Bill: "Stacker?"
Contractor: "Yeah, it allows you
to fit twice as much furniture into the room. By stacking it, of course,
you put the entertainment center on the couch... the chairs on the table...
etc. You leave an empty spot, so when you want to use some furniture you
can unstack what you need and then put it back when you're done."
Bill: "Uh... I dunno... issue two.
The second issue is the light fixtures. The bulbs we brought with us from
our old home won't fit. The threads run the wrong way."
Contractor: "Oh! That's easy. Those
bulbs aren't plug and play. You'll have to upgrade to the new bulbs."
Bill: "And the electrical outlets?
The holes are round, not rectangular. How do I fix that?"
Contractor: "Just uninstall and
reinstall the electrical system."
Bill: "You're kidding!?"
Contractor: "Nope. Its the only
way."
Bill: "(sigh) Well... I have one
last problem. Sometimes, when I have guests over, someone will flush the
toilet and it won't stop. The water
pressure drops so low that the
showers don't work."
Contractor: "That's a resource
leakage problem. One fixture is failing to terminate and is hogging the
resources preventing access from other fixtures."
Bill: "And how do I fix that?"
Contractor: "Well, after each flush,
you all need to exit the house, turn off the water at the street, turn
it back on, reenter the house and then you can get back to work."
Bill: "That's the last straw. What
kind of product are you selling me?
Contractor: "Hey, if you don't
like it nobody made you buy it."
Bill: "And when will this be fixed?"
Contractor: "Oh, in your next house
-- which will be ready to release sometime near the end of next year. Actually
it was due out this year, but we've had some delays... |