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Athina turned up today. She is a Lenovo S440 with an Intel Core i5, 8 gig of RAM and she runs like a beut. And she is slimmer than an underwear model. Nice keyboard (really nice) and the tit and clickpoint are ace. I just love this machine. I am struggling with it because I am getting over my epically buggered Toshiba. I had to type with an external keyboard on my chest. It was emotional I can tell. This is fucking magic. I love it. It feels like my wife’s Lenovo E335. I’m a bit of a Lenovo fan-boy. Apart from anything else they just have like the flight deck-of-the-Death-Star look and feel. Apple can go ‘eff themselves in their silver. Give me Lenovo in black anytime.

So that’s Athina. She is ace. I always give girl’s name to computers: Urania, Thalia, Hekate etc. But this is Athina – the Goddess of strategy. I adore her already.

I came close to calling her Athina Nike – the Goddess of Victory but when a name is done it is done. Atina Nike is my next deck. Bring it! But just not yet.

17 Comments

  1. John Galt says:

    I hate to be an English speaking mongrel pedant, but shouldn’t it be “Athena” as opposed to “Athina”? As in like, from the original Bubble?

    Attic: Ἀθηνᾶ, Athēnā or Ἀθηναία, Athēnaia; Epic: Ἀθηναίη, Athēnaiē; Ionic: Ἀθήνη, Athēnē; Doric: Ἀθάνα, Athānā

    /pedantry

  2. Paul Marks says:

    I hope you both have a happy life together……

  3. NickM says:

    Nyet JG,
    Athina is a more accurate translit. As a physics grad da Greek alphabet is something I know. To paraphrase “Game of Thrones” (one of my guilty pleasures) consisting as it does of breasts, fighting and quite outrageous swearing, “You know nothing John Galt” ;-)

  4. Sam Duncan says:

    Ah, but as a physics grad, you, presumably, learned the alphabet as it applies to modern Greek. Athens, to your modern Greek, is Athina. But I did ancient Greek*, and to those blokes it was Athēnai; the Godess, Athēna (or one of the variations John mentions, depending on where you were, what year it was at the time, and if you were Homer**).

    Having said that, I quite like it with an “I” and it sounds like a good machine. Wish I could afford something like that. I suppose I’ll have to make do with my 4Gig quad-core AMD desktop. Still, it runs Civ 5 (which came out for Linux last week) so it’s good enough to be getting on with…

    *Yes, yes, okay, I failed at O-Grade. But I did it. :P

    **Damn you, Matt Groening! The first thing everyone – me included – thinks of when they see that name nowadays is The Simpsons.

  5. NickM says:

    Sam, JG,

    http://www.greek-names.info/athina-or-athena/

    It’s like going on about “Mohemmedans” with an “O”.

    Except quite the opposite because “Athena” is a more modern and less accurate translit than “Athina” whereas “Mohammed” is a crock and “Muhammed” is far more accurate and in any case I shall name my computer after anyone I want. It came close to Galadriel.

    It also came very close to being Athina-Nike – the Greek goddess of victory. And yeah, I have seen her stature at the Parthenon. I’m also wearing her shoes.

    I don’t think Groening on Homer. I think Iliad and stuff. I’ve read it. It is useful for getting into the knickers of arts students and if you are a physics student (90% male) that is a big advantage.

    Knowing a bit about that sort of thing gets the panties down (which is good) but I’ll be honest here… I also wanted to know about the foundational texts of Western Civ. I only pretended to use it for the meet of vagina. Although as a side benny I can’t complain.

  6. NickM says:

    My wife, who is a woman and a bisexual arts graduate has (just before going to the shops) remonstrated with me over being too picky over me learning poetry and stuff to be better on the pull. Well, I suppose rather than Donne’s 20th elegy I could have learned the classic Geordie mating call, “Tits oot for the Lads!” but I find a smack in the face often offends (me) and frankly I’m much more a fan of erotica than porn. I also had no choice in learning poetry. You don’t if your ma is an English teacher. My Dad is a geography teacher so I also all the capital cities of Europe and way beyond.

    I’ve posted this before and I make no excuses… It has served me well…

    ELEGY XX.

    TO HIS MISTRESS GOING TO BED.

    by John Donne

    COME, madam, come, all rest my powers defy ;
    Until I labour, I in labour lie.
    The foe ofttimes, having the foe in sight,
    Is tired with standing, though he never fight.
    Off with that girdle, like heaven’s zone glittering,
    But a far fairer world encompassing.
    Unpin that spangled breast-plate, which you wear,
    That th’ eyes of busy fools may be stopp’d there.
    Unlace yourself, for that harmonious chime
    Tells me from you that now it is bed-time.
    Off with that happy busk, which I envy,
    That still can be, and still can stand so nigh.
    Your gown going off such beauteous state reveals,
    As when from flowery meads th’ hill’s shadow steals.
    Off with your wiry coronet, and show
    The hairy diadems which on you do grow.
    Off with your hose and shoes ; then softly tread
    In this love’s hallow’d temple, this soft bed.
    In such white robes heaven’s angels used to be
    Revealed to men ; thou, angel, bring’st with thee
    A heaven-like Mahomet’s paradise ; and though
    Ill spirits walk in white, we easily know
    By this these angels from an evil sprite ;
    Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.

    Licence my roving hands, and let them go
    Before, behind, between, above, below.
    O, my America, my Newfoundland,
    My kingdom, safest when with one man mann’d,
    My mine of precious stones, my empery ;
    How am I blest in thus discovering thee !
    To enter in these bonds, is to be free ;
    Then, where my hand is set, my soul shall be.

    Full nakedness ! All joys are due to thee ;
    As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be
    To taste whole joys. Gems which you women use
    Are like Atlanta’s ball cast in men’s views ;
    That, when a fool’s eye lighteth on a gem,
    His earthly soul might court that, not them.
    Like pictures, or like books’ gay coverings made
    For laymen, are all women thus array’d.
    Themselves are only mystic books, which we
    —Whom their imputed grace will dignify—
    Must see reveal’d. Then, since that I may know,
    As liberally as to thy midwife show
    Thyself ; cast all, yea, this white linen hence ;
    There is no penance due to innocence :
    To teach thee, I am naked first ; why then,
    What needst thou have more covering than a man?

    I just think that brill. Whenst you get to reciting that to a lady it’s back of the net. Or you could do what my school-chum Barney did and just ask everything with a vagina (or poss a cloaca – any port and all that) if it was up for it. Me, I’m not a romantic in the sense of wandering lonely as a cloud but I am in the sexual sense (usually). I have done bad things but by and large I have mainly sort love. This possibly explains why I have been in a monogamous relationship since 1999.

    Having said that… The idea that fellas are the exclusive sexual predators is bunk. I’ve known lasses with the morals of Turkish alley cats. When I was about 16 me and some of the lads got the bus to Prudhoe, Northumberland to go to the “Adam & Eve” public house. Well… We wind up waiting at the bus stop and there is a rustling behind us. This vision out of Viz’s Fat Slags appears from the bushes. “Eee lads, youse lot missing a reet treet like – my mate is having a piss so come and see!”. So me and my mates exchange microsecond glances and without a word passing our lips spontaneously ran away.

    So, if I name computers after goddesses and recite poetry to women I sleep with you can understand why. Not to put too fine a point on it I’d rather have sex with someone who understood the Iliad (or anything come to that) than thinks the art of seduction lies in lurking in bushes behind a bus-shelter in Northumberland whilst micturating.

    Call me somewhat trad.

  7. John Galt says:

    Your laptop, you get to name it. Just like kids, kittens, puppies and penises.

    Mine is more prosaic, just the name of the company I own at the moment and the make of the PC or Laptop. That is why my current one is known as “CUTE-LENOVO” as it is an asset of the company that I own and operate (Cute Ventures) and it’s a Lenovo U410 Laptop.

    Not very inventive admittedly, but to me it’s not a personal possession so much as a company asset, even though I own the company.

    For me, being an international Project Manager involved primarily energy (but currently animal feeds), any computer is just a tool to do my job. I usually carry 2 around, one is my primary laptop and the other is a backup, but my primary failed 6-weeks ago, so I’ve been running on the backup (which now becomes the new primary).

    I’ll probably buy a new one as soon as the first months cheque clears in Holland.

  8. RAB says:

    My current desktop is called… You utter fuckin bastard! cos it keeps crashing when I play videos. The laptop is fine though, very much like Nick’s 8gb ram and 1 Terra hard drive. I shall have to have someone in to sort the Desktop bloody soon.

  9. NickM says:

    JG,
    I said I was a romantic. I have to fall in love. I did with my first ever Speccy. Now, two Speccys, 2 Amigas, umpteen PCs… Some I have loved, some I tolerated and one or two I wished to defenestrate. I love computers – good ones – bad ones…

  10. John Galt says:

    Loving them fine, naming them okay but anthropomorphising them??? You need to get out more Nick.

    I can enjoy my laptop without having a pregnancy scare over spermatozoa in the USB port.

  11. Julie near Chicago says:

    “…and show
    The hairy diadems which on you do grow.”

    Hairy diadems? Good grief! Almost as bad as Shelley:

    “Thy lips, O slippery blisses!”

    LOL.

    Also, considered yourself beaten round the chops, dear boy, for printing such stuff on a family site like this, where we also have Cats.

    And now that I have had some fun at your, and Mr. Donne’s, expense, I congratulate you and your new Goddess and partner, and echo Paul’s short but felicitous wish. :>))

    Also, I’m a fan of Donne. Always a pleasure, and thanks for posting it.

  12. Paul Marks says:

    I would like to visit the temples of A.

    Not the one in Athens (it is all smashed up – and I find ruins depressing, being a ruin myself).

    The one in Bavaria and (yes – I am this “sad”) the one in Nashville.

    As for the spelling war.

    Call the lady “Minerva” then.

  13. NickM says:

    This is not a family site. I like the earthiness of Donne. CCinZ – no virgins….

    I do it. You may have noticed. I play here. If you want Aristotelian analysis then ask Paul. I don’t really do politricks. I think of libertarianism as the ultra-not politricks. I think of politricks as something like a protection racket. I want out.

    If you want dirty jokes and maths then I’m the guy, mind. I do those. Writing is poetry of the soul. Physics is poetry of the mind. Politics is the prostitution of both.

  14. NickM says:

    Paul, you asking me to use the laughing rather than the grief? If you catch my drift. I don’t like Greece. I learned an important lesson there mind. I was in Athens and asking directions and this slithy tove was fondling my then gf’s buttocks whilst talking to me. I should have lamped the dismal bastard but you kinda almost don’t believe it is happening (somewhat like the performance of the England team last night). Dirty, pathetic mummies boys the bally lot of them. Much decent folk in Turkey. I slipped over in a rainstorm going through an underpass under the Bospherus and a Turkish gent in a nice suit (clearly a man of business) picked me up. Nice guy. Visiting Istanbul changed my entire perception of Islam. It can be a sort of CofE religion-lite in the sense of let’s go to Friday prayers then knock off for a beer and a kebab. OK, that is western Turkey. Out in the sticks – Allah knows best. But I have to say Istanbul is about the most fun I have had for ages. Felt very safe, had a hotel spitting distance from the Topkapi, reasonably priced, lovely kebabs and in Beyoğlu got on an old-worldy tram (all wood and brass) and it had a jazz band on the trailer.

    I also did something I’d only done once before. I left Europe. I’ve been to America a few times but this was Asia and theire is, somewhere, a photo of me hugging a statue of a bull on the Asian side. Obviously the flights from Manchester cost a bit but the ferry across the straits cost about the cost of a can of Coke. Europa meets Asia. Top-notch! One more continent on the score sheet for Nick. He shoots, he scores! Which can’t be said for the frankly shambolic performance of Roy Hodgson’s lads last night. I have played some dreadful footie in my time but I have never demanded GBP300k a week for it. That rug artiste Rooney does. Yeah he scored but it bounced off him. They could have put a sack of spuds 6″ next to the goal line to much the same effect. And don’t get me started on our defence. Where the flying bastarding fuck were they for Uruguay’s second. Luis Suarez plays for Liverpool. The England players ought to have known he was a bit tasty. He ought to have been marked down. He wasn’t. I am not blaming Stevie G for they were all shite. Bains was OK down the left but did he have any support? Did he fuck! He had about as much support as a gay marriage rights activist in Alabama. Or a gun-rights activist in California. It wasn’t so much that we lost. I can cope with that. I can’t cope with us just being utterly dismal. And we were.

    OK Suarez is phenomenal but it’s a team game. It is a shame it was on ITV otherwise we would have had the Voice of Doom (AKA Alan Hansen on the BBC). Nobody was tracking back. Nobody was following one of the best strikers in history. They should have been. This is our worst WC performance since 1958. My Dad wore short trousers then.

    But as a Newcastle fan I’m used to calamity. Such as chucking away a 12 point lead in the PL in ’96 and having Tony Blair claim to support us.

    I know not which is worse.

  15. Paul Marks says:

    Well Nick – from your account that is another reason not to go Athens (vile people).

    I am too poor to go to Nashville (and it is a long time to get there).

    But thee and me (and your lady wife) might go to Regansburg some time – and go up the Danube a little way to the great temple of Minerva.

  16. Julie near Chicago says:

    Nick, I do hope you realize I was only teasing. I do in fact enjoy the Donne poem; in fact in my book Donne is the Donne thing. As for the Family Site business, I think by now I’ve accused every forum where I’m somewhat of a regular of being a Family Site. Why, I so alluded to Dr. Gabb’s LA page in a comment I left there just yesterday.

    And for a Family Site, you would be shocked, schocked! to see the photo that heads up his latest posting. Go look! I particular enjoy the Pink Man. The whole thing sort of reminds me of the Blue Man Group, except that they — um, I was about to spoil it. LOL By the way–the photo is more effective in the larger size you get with the complete posting.

    You know, I’m sure, but anyway: libertarianalliance.wordpress.com .

  17. chrismounsey255780456 says:

    That’s fine Nick. When you are naming the next two laptops, I shall still be happy with my beautiful (Apple) Dionysus…

    DK

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