Which kind are you?

Here's a test:

Do you miss these guys? <link> and <link>

My son informs me that there are 10 kinds of people in the world.

Those who can count in binary, and those who can't.

Honestly.

Somebody actually recorded these guys?

At least I have the decency to only sing in my own shower, of course if I don't start the water before I start singing the water won't come out.

Do you enjoy raucous bar bands led by whisky guzzling bellowing sasquatches with sophmoric senses of humor and backed by a talented group of rock musicians? Then you missed a whopper.

Country Dick Montana died with his boots on in 1995: <link> I'd say Rest in Peace, but I suspect his tombstone reads: Loud and Plowed.

Here's a chance to redeem yourself (another great bar band with a slighlty different spin): <link>

To be fair, it's not exactly singing that he's doing.

More like some sort of mating call to drunken barflies. I aswered it many times.

Those who say, "there are two kinds of people in this world," and those who don't.

So, have you ever seen the Beat Farmers or not?

I used to have a binary clock <link>

Ultra geek chic.

There's those who can watch streaming media at work and those who can't.

They don't let you view video but they do let you post on a BBS?

Interesting net usage policy.

I have a daily/weekly/yearly time quota. There is a content filter, but at my level it's pretty liberal. It's bandwidth they watch closely. Lots and lots of real-time machine data pulsing through the intra-net arteries. Streaming media is cholesterol.

Actually there are three kinds of people.

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Classic.

Perhaps you are acquainted with these fellas who were contemporary to the Beat Farmers? <link>

Goddang, it just dawned on me that everyone I love is dead or retired. Maybe I am a geezer after all.