#68000

[classictechnology]

Commodore Amiga 500

Title : Commodore Amiga 500, De nieuwe computergeneratie Publisher : Commodore B.V. Language : Dutch Year : Somewhere in the 1980’s Subject : Amiga 500 See https://www.homecomputermuseum.nl/collectie/commodore/amiga-500-2/ for more information

[textbookdedications]

Microprocessor Systems Design 2ed. - 68000 Family Hardware, Software and Interfacing

by Alan Clements

[outragedtortilla]

spooky ghost ???

[commodorez]

Various Japanese computers from thegirlg33k - VCF Midwest 18

[blissfali]

just read a Really good time loop fic and now its 2am and i need to reevaluate my life choicdz

[formula-fun]

Hi!!!!!!

So happy that you have found time to write again!

By now I have reread the story too many times so I have been trying to “force” your two amazing stories on my best friend in hopes of finding someone to scream together (I have successfully dragged her across most of the fandoms I have dabbled in) and she was very excited when I explained the plot and showed her my too-long asks on your tumblr to her 🤣

Of course she would love them as much as I do, and she would be running out of excuses for wips (hahahaha) when it looks like the final chapters might be happening!

Very very excited! Thank you so much for taking the time to write! 😘

Hey hey!!!

Aww thanks so much!! I know its not for everyone and wips sometimes arent everyones cup of tea either but i hope she likes it if she gives it a try!! ive had the wildest month in the world so im only now starting to clean them up, but really hoping to have them up soon before school gets crazy again <3

leaving a snippet here for you since i love it so so much but am unfortunately about to cut it!

In Brazil Max doesn’t even bother pretending he wants to use his own hotel room. Charles has only been settled for fifteen minutes when a polite knock rings through the room, and when he opens the door it’s to the sight of Max standing in front of it, tapping away on his phone, his backpack slung precariously over the handle of the suitcase resting beside him.

“Is the WiFi working for you?” he asks in lieu of a greeting, wandering past Charles when Charles steps aside.

“I don’t know,” Charles says, amused. “I just got here.”

“Oh. Same.” He flops backward onto the bed, his knees hanging over the edge, not looking up when his suitcase finally overbalances and falls to the floor with a clatter. He drops his phone somewhere over his head, stretching his arms until they shake. He looks lazy and content, easy with the way he’s made a place for himself in Charles’ space, like he knows he’s always welcome. Charles wants to get on the bed and crawl toward him, one palm on his sternum, and see what his mouth feels like against Charles’ upside down.

He swallows hard.

“Do you want to order room service?” Max asks him.

They have places to be. Charles is pretty sure they do, anyway. They always do. He and Max have been apart for barely ten hours. It’s not long enough to miss someone; not at all.

He lets Max pick up the menu and narrate it aloud to him, halfheartedly debating each item while Charles systematically empties his suitcase across the entirety of the room. Max finally toes his shoes off and slides backward to sit against the headboard, picking up the phone and fiddling with the cord as he orders them a ninety dollar pizza and a seventy dollar fruit tray and a fifteen dollar bottle of sparkling water, and then mumbles something about putting it on his room’s tab instead of Charles’, even though their teams foot the bills anyway. As soon as the phone thunks down into the cradle Charles drops the shirt he was pretending to fold and turns to crawl onto the bed and curl into Max’s side.  

Max’s hand settles on his waist, heavy and warm. “They said fifteen minutes,” Max tells him. His eyes are wide and soft.

Charles shakes his head. “That’s fine,” he answers. His chest feels too big—too full. Max is looking at him with a gentle kind of happiness, and when Charles thinks about him seeking Charles out and living in his space he feels too much. He doesn’t know what to do with it all.

He cups his face and kisses him in greeting, finally—means to keep it short and sweet, but Max pulls him closer immediately. It’s stupid; it shouldn’t feel the way it does, when they’ve barely been apart a day. It doesn’t matter.

He relaxes into Max’s hold a little too much, half-sprawled across his lap and unbalanced because of it. Max just rolls them until they’re laying sideways, their heads at the foot of the bed, kissing lazily all the while. Time turns soft and elastic, everything else drifting away, Charles caught somewhere in all the things they’re pressing against each other’s lips: hello’s and how are you’s and I missed you’s and I love you’s.

When a woman comes with the room service cart Charles has to get up and let her in with wobbly legs, his lips tingling. He winces behind her back when he registers her alpha scent as she passes him, a stark contrast to the happy tangle of Charles and Max’s scents that’s taken all of half an hour to permeate the room. There’s no way she doesn’t notice it, but she doesn’t say a word. Max gives her a bashful red-lipped smile and a tip that’s double the cost of their food, and Charles resists the urge to put his face in his hands.

[ui-alcoholic]

Amiga 1000

The Amiga1000 was introduced in the summer of 1985 and was the first machine in the Amiga family. Commodore acquired the technology through the acquisition of the Amiga company, which was originally developed by engineers Jay Miner and Larry Kaplan who had left Atari.

The goal was to develop a gaming platform with graphics and sound capabilities ahead of its time. This goal was achieved, but in the process, they created a complete computer instead of a game console.

The technical side of things went well enough, but financial problems meant they had to look for an investor, and ended up with Commodore.

The Amiga 1000 was a true multimedia computer. The 7MHz Motorola 68000 (PAL/7.09MHz PAL NTSC/7.16MHz) and 256kB of memory were roughly equivalent to those offered by the competition. In contrast, the 8-bit stereo sound and outstanding color graphics were well ahead of its contemporaries. However, neither the PC, Atari ST, nor even the Apple Macintosh had a multitasking operating system (AmigaOS). (although until the advent of faster machines, this was a disadvantage rather than an advantage) Read more about the story here: Geekometery - Jay Miner & The Amiga Computer

Check these out too if you are interested in retro computing

the iconic "Amiga ball" which seemed like a fantastic thing at the time.

A1000 cover sheet signed by the team members

A1000 in the Stranger Things 4

[mayra-quijotescx]

I've already made my views on staying in H**st*n known, so I feel like the nightmare I had last night with floodwater seeping in through all four walls of the apartment and filling the room while Meli and I were trapped inside was excessive and frankly entirely uncalled for

[gamemories]

[pop-squeak]

jesus

[gryphills]

I don't have the energy to write an actual reply rn but oh my god. Post with 68,000 notes saying "flash animation isn't bad, it's Puppet animation that's bad 95% of the time" and everyone's like "yeah flash animation can be good" as if the majority of 2D stuff isn't puppets/builds (flash or not)

Tell me you don't know anything about animation without telling me you don't know anything about animation.

Like. Puppet animation isn't "95% bad" - Most of the shit you see is "puppets". The only time you notice it looks shitty is when it's cheaper animation w high quotas.

The only 2D stuff that isn't builds is like. Klaus. And student films.

[merinsedai]

What. The. Fuck?

what an absolute git of a random event.

[mayahawkins]

oh shit i hit 68,000 posts, that's crazy

[basic-retro-programming]

The X68000 (X68k for short) was a home computer from Sharp that was sold almost exclusively on the Japanese market. Therefore, all original programs and the operating system are in Japanese, which prevented it from being distributed outside of Japan.

It was launched in 1987 as the successor to the Sharp X1, and the last models came onto the market in 1993. The computer even went into standby mode at the push of a button, giving applications time to shut down properly and write data to the hard drive.

(Wikipedia)

Post #331: Sharp X68000, 1987-1993.

1987

[sarcasticdolphin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Elisabeth - Levay/Kunze Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Rudolf von Österreich-Ungarn | Rudolf Crown Prince of Austria/Der Tod | Death (Elisabeth) Characters: Rudolf von Österreich-Ungarn | Rudolf Crown Prince of Austria, Der Tod | Death (Elisabeth) Additional Tags: Rudolf and Tod spending some time together, that is basically all this fic is, just some kind of disturbing fluff, and I wanted to write a little more on Tod's wings Series: Part 11 of Mirrorverse Summary:

It took two and a half months, in the end, but Rudolf did return to Mayerling.