The Bold Ai

If you're old timer like me, you may remember. . . back in the day. . . the old railroads, before jets were all the rage.

 Now trains are most folks third choice, after planes and cars. Also, if you're an old timer like me, you may be amazed at how , as Bard Bob had sung. . . the time's they are (and were) a 'changin'. . . Well sho'nuff, scruffy, they did, and now we got ourselves a brand spankin' new internet. . . well maybe not so new any more, since Hal, and TCP, cuz LSD had gone the way of the buffalo, and then there's IP and wobblies - but not like the old workers of the world union a hundred years ago. . . How big's your RAM? Are you ready for the dot.com craze? crazy baby! like, far out!, like wolfman jack used to say. . . and suddenly we're surfing on floppy discs and chomping down them megabytes and playin 'our gigabytes like rock bands used to play gigs. . . Then twitter came along. . . but it got X'd out by a musk ox heavyweight. . . Heavy, man! Far out! Facebook metastasized. Heavy, man!. . .like, far out! so cool. . . here's a little diddy I pecked out on the ole laptop. If you're old enough, maybe you can sing it to the old tune: 

Here's a little diddy I pecked out on the ole laptop. If you're old enough, maybe you can sing it to the old tune: I've been working on the internet, all the live long day. I've been tromping on the worldweb, just to pass the time away. Can't you hear the Ai calling, scrolling early in the morning? Can't you see the Ai scrolling. . . Lexi won't you blow; Siri won't you blow, Slexi, won't you roll your scroll! Someone's in the software with Lexi; someone's in the web, we know-oh,oh! Someone's in the webby with Siri, coding in the online flow. Fee, fie, fiddly Ai; uh,oh. . . Fee, fie fiddly Ai uh,oh. Fee fie, fiddly Ai, oh, coding on the online show. Ride, ride, ride them rails, baby! just like the old days. . . Underground Railroad Rides Again