A computer is a general purpose device which can be programmed to carry out a finite set of arithmetic or logical operations. Since a sequence of operations can be readily changed, the computer can solve more than one kind of problem. The essential point of a computer is to implement an idea, the terms of which are satisfied by Alan Turing's Universal Turing machine.
Conventionally, a computer consists of at least one processing element and some form of memory. The processing element carries out arithmetic and logic operations, and a sequencing and control unit that can change the order of operations based on stored information. Peripheral devices allow information to be retrieved from an external source, and the result of operations saved.
A computer's processing unit executes a series of instructions that make it read, manipulate and then store data. Conditional instructions change the sequence of instructions as a function of the current state of the machine or its environment.
In order to interact with such a machine, programmers and engineers developed the concept of a user interface in order to accept input from humans and return results for human consumption.
Jeremy Charles Robert Clarkson (born 11 April 1960) is an English broadcaster, journalist and writer who specialises in motoring. He is best known for his role on the BBC TV show Top Gear along with co-presenters Richard Hammond and James May. He also writes weekly columns for The Sunday Times and The Sun.
From a career as a local journalist in Northern England, Clarkson rose to public prominence as a presenter of the original format of Top Gear in 1988. Since the mid-1990s, Clarkson has become a recognised public personality, regularly appearing on British television presenting his own shows and appearing as a guest on other shows. As well as motoring, Clarkson has produced programmes and books on subjects such as history and engineering. From 1998 to 2000 he also hosted his own chat show, Clarkson.
His opinionated but humorous tongue-in-cheek writing and presenting style has often generated much public reaction to his viewpoints. His actions both privately and as a Top Gear presenter have also sometimes resulted in criticism from the media, politicians, pressure groups and the public.
Two Roommates. One Sniffs Panties.
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A man so wrapped up in his computer obsession, becomes trapped inside a world between his reality and his dreams. A place in which his past comes back to haunt him. Is this man's past filled with regret, guilt... or something worse? These are his remaining bits...
You can't keep running from your past.
Objective: To reduce your life to one page.
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A group of dated appliances that find themselves stranded in a summer home that their family had just sold, decide to, á la "The Incredible Journey", seek their young 8 year old "master". Children's film which on the surface is a frivolous fantasy, but with a dark subtext of abandonment, obsolescence, and loneliness.
Keywords: abandonment, air-conditioner, animal-driving-car, anthropomorphism, apartment, baby-carriage, based-on-novel, based-on-novella, bathtub, battery
Imagine if Your Toaster Went on a Journey of its Own!
Toaster: What are you laughing at?::Air Conditioner: Absolutely nothing, nothing at all.::Lampy: I think he was laughing at us.::Air Conditioner: You know something? You're a bright little lamp.::Lampy: Thanks... Hey!
Lampy: Legs would help, you know.::Kirby: Brains wouldn't hurt either.::Lampy: Lay off.::The Radio: Yeah, pipe down, carpet-breath.
The Radio: I think Houdini did this once, and if I remember right, he was out of the hospital in no time.::Lampy: Well, that's encouraging.
The Radio: Boy, are we glad to see you!::Lampy: Yeah. I really thought I'd turned in my warranty that time.::The Radio: Until baggy here showed up!::Kirby: I just slipped and fell in. That's all.::Lampy: [laughing] Oh, yeah, sure, right.::Blanky: You can't fool us. We love you.::The Radio: That's right, like Mrs. Roosevelt loved her husband.::Kirby: Yeah, yeah. Well, here's the shore. Everybody off.::The Radio: Listen to this! This is President Roosevelt awarding the vaccum the medal of honor!::[Radio places a leaf on Kirby's face, but Kirby blows it off, and everyone laughs]
Air Conditioner: The whole bunch of you gotta have a combined wattage of maybe five, maybe less. It's been years. It's scrap metal time.
The Radio: Things could be worse, you know.::Lampy: How?::The Radio: How what?::Lampy: How could they be worse?::The Radio: They couldn't; I lied.
Blanky: He's not home.::Toaster: We'll have to wait.::The Radio: No. Let's wait inside!::Lampy: But it's locked.::The Radio: Luckily, my war training included inter-appliance codes. I will simply render the secret appliance knock, and we'll be welcomed by the native machinery. Stand aside, my meager companion!
[Radio knocks Lampy off the bed]::Lampy: Holy Mother of Edison! What were you thinking? You could have broken my bulb!
Lampy: Hey, come over here. I'm gonna...::The Radio: Why, do you dare to cross foils with the greatest Saxon swordsman in the land? Haven't you the slightest idea who you're dealing with?::Lampy: Precisely - a total idiot!::The Radio: If you sabre wags as loosely as your Norman tongue, you'll be run through in an instant. Defend yourself, Sir Lampy of Locksley!::[the Radio continually whacks Lampy with his antenna, Blanky falls on them]::The Radio: A blow for Richard! A blow for Marion! A blow for Mario, the garbage man! And for Carl and all the boys at the delicatessen! And here's one for the guys on 5th street!
Air Conditioner: You guys really have an attachment for that kid, don't you?::Blanky: Yes. He was our master.::Air Conditioner: Well, that's real nice, and any day now, he might come romping back, huh? He'll just come whistling through that door, and everything will be the same. Real peachy-keen-like.::Blanky: Uh-huh.::Lampy: It's a possibility.::Toaster: Well, at least we try to be optimistic.::Air Conditioner: [shouts] Optimistic? Somebody try to untie the knot in this guy's cord!::Kirby: Why don't you just shut off?::Air Conditioner: Oh, I'm really scared there, Kirby. What are you going to do, suck me to death?
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This movie explores the possibilities of interaction between man and computer, with some historical background. It demonstrates techniques introduced in the Walt Disney movie _Tron (1982)_, combining computer-synthesized animation and real-life object photography.
Keywords: computer
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Daffy Duck reprises his famous role of Duck Dodgers in another spoof of Saturday afternoon space serials. Assigned to locate the rack-and-pinion molecule needed for yo-yo polish, Dodgers and his assistant, an eager young space cadet (Porky Pig), crash their spaceship into a giant egg-shell, where they find Marvin Martian, who is, as usual, scheming to destroy Earth. Marvin asks Dodgers to visit the boudoir of Gossamer, a giant, hairy monster in sneakers, and the frightened Dodgers flees. Porky uses electronic clippers to literally haircut Gossamer into nothingness, and Dodgers, jealous of his assistant's heroism, repeatedly fires his ray gun at Porky's rear.
Keywords: 24th-century, alien, cartoon-duck, cartoon-pig, character-name-in-title, duck, duck-dodgers, egg, hair, la-marseillaise
weakness breeds disaster
meekness breaths it all
check yourself at always
and you may never fall
disfunction by design
there's something wrong with mine
youd look and never see
the truth that lies inside of me
the lies i simply can't believe
the true love i would never leave for you.
do you understand?
(Willcox / Bogen / Bush)
Bring on the wooden boxes
Christ all my friends, they've died
Watched my heroes tape their memories
I broke down and cried
At least that changes history,
You know that's something before they go.
Bring on the computers, the ones that cannot lie
Tape every grey cell, every scene, and every sigh
You can be my friend or stay until I die
And when I do go, computer, can live my life
Bring on the computers, the ones that cannot lie
Tape every grey cell, every scene, every sigh
Bring on the computers, the one that cannots lie
Tape every grey cell, every scene, and every sigh
They're painting the deliverance
Of the ones that they despise
Since there's eternity
In their beautiful immortal eyes
Bring on the computers, they want to see me die!
Tape my every grey cell, every scene, and every sigh
I, I'm still waiting,
I wanna be immortalised.
But time it drags so slowly,
I'm slowly losing my mind!
Computers
Oh they talk to me,
I can hear them now –