ok, these have a communications industry perspective.
But they do say write from experience...
drive!" he gritted through clenched teeth, narrowly urging his
clear of the information super highway only to be flung
into the Valley of the Silicon Dolls; a place, Horace dimly
before slipping into unconsciousness, not unlike the girl's locker
he had been flung into after eigth grade gym.
and Tortuous Technology Puns
and his three roommates, forever cursed to be just slightly ahead of
time by a forest gypsy they had scorned once too often, cowered as
smarter brother Grove sat down to eat at midnight and sneered
"You four eighty six, but there's pentium left for those who wait".