You probably didn't get an HP RPN calculator when you became a teenager, did you? It was kind of a rite of passage in my family and did make it nice when someone wanted to borrow my calculator. No one could ever figure out how to use it. Aw...I miss my old calculator. Sniff.
Hey! I got 80%. I guess the math degree has done something to me. I would have loved to have had a HP RPN calculator. I was stuck with the run-of-the-mill TI graphing calc. You lucky girl! Mark says my nerdiness is evident in that I like to program my cell phone by composing something right out of the hymnal. Can't everyone do that?
Umm, no. There was no calculator for my birthday. There was, however, a spiffy commodore 64 at one point, with a separate floppy drive. I learned how to program a celsius/fahrenheit converter, and then how to make my name and other rude phrases appear on the screen over and over and over and over and over and ...
Me too! I made this picture of a duck with a wreath around it's neck for Christmas and it even quacked! Well, not really "quack", but more of a "beep". Hey, that was 1988!
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Wow. I'm only 19% nerdy. Guess that's what happens when you're not the child of a physics professor, huh?
You probably didn't get an HP RPN calculator when you became a teenager, did you? It was kind of a rite of passage in my family and did make it nice when someone wanted to borrow my calculator. No one could ever figure out how to use it. Aw...I miss my old calculator. Sniff.
Hey! I got 80%. I guess the math degree has done something to me. I would have loved to have had a HP RPN calculator. I was stuck with the run-of-the-mill TI graphing calc. You lucky girl!
Mark says my nerdiness is evident in that I like to program my cell phone by composing something right out of the hymnal. Can't everyone do that?
Angie, I don't think my cell phone is programable. I have a cheapie. My husband would do that though if it could be done.
Umm, no. There was no calculator for my birthday.
There was, however, a spiffy commodore 64 at one point, with a separate floppy drive. I learned how to program a celsius/fahrenheit converter, and then how to make my name and other rude phrases appear on the screen
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I was too young when we had our Commodore 64 to think of programming rude phrases. I wrote programs to make ascii pictures.
Me too! I made this picture of a duck with a wreath around it's neck for Christmas and it even quacked! Well, not really "quack", but more of a "beep". Hey, that was 1988!
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