> 'Twas The Night Before MAME > or: A Visit From St. Nicola (Mickola?) > by Stiletto > --------------------------- > > 'Twas the night before a MAME upload, and all through the list; > Not a member was posting, not even Mish! > The sourcecode was sent to Github with care, > In hopes that St. Nicola soon would be there; > > The "emu-newzboys" were holed up all snug with their sites, > While visions of chip decaps lit their messageboards with lights! > And I, Stiletto, in my torn jeans and cap > Had been researching tech stuff, and talking to hap; > > When out in the 'Net, there arose such a clatter > I sprang to my desk to see what was the matter. > Away into Windows I flew, acting rash, > Opening the browser, and disabling Flash. > > The URL on my homepage that was as white as snow > Linked to MAMEDEV's Git, as fast as it could go, > To that repo, where what to my eyes should appear, > But a cool speedy Vespa with the MAMEDEV team (and beer), > > With a slick little driver so lively and quick > I knew in a moment it must be St. Nic'! > More rapid than eagles, his fingers they flew, > And he chanted and cursed til' his face had turned blue; > > "Now, Olivier! Now, Micko! Now Vas, Robbbert and Osso! > On, 'Belmont! On, Duke! On, Moogle and Angelo! > From the top of the server and its firewall, > Now code away, type away, hack away all!" > > As Cheetos that into their hungry mouths fly, > When finding encryption, they blew it out of the sky. > So onto the server the C++ code it flew, > With a zip-file of toys and St. Nicola too. > > And then, at a speed that was really quite keen, > Those coders and hackers arrived on the scene. > As I moved the mouse with my hand and began scrolling down, > Onto the webpage St. Nicola leapt with a bound. > > He was dressed all in khakis, from his head to his feet, > And their tattered appearance made him look rather beat. > A bundle of arcade PCBs he had flung on his back, > And he looked like he'd taken more than one hit of "smack." > > His eyes -- how they twinkled! His pimples, how merry! > His cheeks were like ashes, and his knuckles were hairy! > His droll little mouth had drawn up in a bow, > And the beard on his chin looked like it needed a mow. > > The stump of a hash pipe he held tight in his teeth, > And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; > He had a broad face and a little beer belly, > And his breath reeked as if he had eaten something smelly. > > He was skinny as a rail and looked pleased with himself, > And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; > But a look at my wristwatch, since I felt somewhat dead, > Let me know that at 3:30 AM I should be in bed. > > He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, > And compiled the source code; then turned with a jerk, > Then uploading the MAME build before I began to doze, > And giving a nod, off the repo they rose; > > He sprang to his scooter, to the MAMEDEV team gave a whistle, > And away they all left with the speed of a missile. > But I heard him exclaim, ere they drove out of sight, > "ENJOY THE NEW MAME, GUYS, AND HAVE A GOOD NIGHT!" > > --------------------------------------------------------------- > > - Stiletto > > Almost forgot! It's been that kind of year... > > Merry Christmas, Happy Yule, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Festivus and Happy > December 25th... in other words, Happy Holidays to all, and to all a good night!
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