One man's jargon is another man's wooden leg.
By Andrew Smith | April 22, 2004Wow. The final Smitty column. Doesn't get much weirder than knowing I'll be graduating in less than a month. To start this week, we'll delve into the world of Smitty: ASmitty97: I've lost my d key on the keyboar Fletch9s: bummer Fletch9s: how is that possible Fletch9s: did someone come by and pluck it off ASmitty97: It's really annoying ASmitty97: I have the d on my clipboar ASmitty97: d ASmitty97: so all I have to do is hit ctrl V and I can paste a d Fletch9s: hahahaahahaha Fletch9s: that's funny ASmitty97: yeah ASmitty97: it's annoying as hell Fletch9s: it's gotta be ASmitty97: I've been trying to fashion some makeshift key out of silly putty or something similar. Fletch9s: why can't you move, like the scroll lock key over there Fletch9s: or something Fletch9s: or f12 ASmitty97: dude ASmitty97: you're a genius ASmitty97: Dammit all, how did I not think of that?
