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Dan in Real Life(via luvluvluv) (via trashchic) |
When I think back to using the Apple ][ lab in elementary school, four pieces of software come immediately to mind, as vividly as if I’d just run them this morning:
1) Rocky’s Boots - Taught the fundamentals of digital electronics and Boolean logic.
2) Lemonade Stand - Taught the basics of supply and demand economics.
3) Logo - Taught the basics of functional programming, and maybe even a little geometry.
4) Mario Bros - OK, I brought this disk in from home.
Plumbers aside, that seems like pretty deep stuff for K-6. I don’t think it’s an overstatement to say those programs affected the course of my life permanently. It’s been years since I’ve even thought about educational software. I assume it still exists. How does it stack up?
Enrique played in a band.
Down at the sand.
He hustled women and worked on his tan.
Drove an IROQ camero quadrophonic 8 track stereo.
He was a sharp dressin’ suave.
Cultured and smooth ladies man.
Maria stared in the show.
It’s all that she knows.
She loved Enrique and bilar and snow.
She knew her lover had others, but her heart was a desparate young soul.
She sold a night to a stranger while searching for her pot of gold.
[CHORUS]
We can dance to the rhythm, we can dace to the mornin’ light.
On a sultury summer night.
The time is right for love.
Livin’ libido loco days. [x2]
Arturo led a small gang.
A downtown thang.
He loved Maria the young bird who sang.
He bought her heart for a night, with some lines at the local disco.
She wore his love on her face, in the back of Arturo’s limo.
Enrique was quite aware, of Maria’s afair.
He vowed ‘vengence Arturo I swear.’
He brought his blade to the fight, but they both suffered their final blow.
Now Maria’s in mourning, as she’s left to live life alone.
[CHORUS]
It’s been twenty years past, since Maria’s been last.
To the disco where she lost her soul.
She wipes a tear from her eye, and she still fights memories of ago.
As her new limo ride let’s her in and asks ‘how much, let’s go.’
