What's with the damn duck?


My last name, Poellinger, when properly pronounced (the O is silent like the P in swimming) sounds somewhat like pelican, at least to juvenile minds; thus it became my nickname long ago. A pelican collection ensued, and the state bird of Lousiana has become my mascot. Ok, so as an icon for printer utilities it makes no sense; so sue me (but first see below where daughter=attorney). I personally have become pretty attached to old Pelly.
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Oh, a wondrous bird is the pelican!               ||    \
His bill holds more than his belican.             ||     \_
He can take in his beak                           \\_\_\_\/
Enough food for a week.                              ,_|_,
But I'm darned if I know how the helican.            |  |
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            - Dixon Lanier Merritt                   |  |
                                     ASCII Art by Jackie Fenton

Code Wallah?

An important person in a particular field or organization.
OK, How about.....One employed in a particular occupation or profession?
Well, then.....Enthusiast ... my last offer, take it or leave it.


Your humble correspondent first laid eyes on a computer in 1962, while a college junior, data-recording for a group of graduate nuclear physics students. It filled a room the size of your bedroom with metal racks of vacuum tubes, and its input device was a paper tape punch. The University of Wisconsin in those days had only two computer courses, FORTRAN in the Math department and COBOL in the business school. I am not making this up. He's got socks older than you. The first computer he programmed in anger, at IBM in 1963, the IBM 1401, had 4K (not meg) of memory, less than you've got in your watch. And, yes, he used to walk through snow to school in 40 below temperatures...uphill both directions ;-)

Except for a misguided foray into systems management, he's been programming daily since, most recently full-time in C#/.NET at a real job AND IS NOW RETIRED.

He worked at the "crooked E" (Enron)...and of course, elsewhere since 3-Dec-2001. He was one of those drones shown on TV leaving the building with his boxes...

Other gigs included the aforementioned IBM (Endicott & Rochester), Kimberly-Clark (home, Neenah WI), Cummins (Columbus IN), and in Houston: Brown & Root, NL/Bariod, Transco/Williams, Enron, El Paso Corp and BP (formerly BP Energy, formerly BP Amoco, formerly British Petroleum).

He lives in Houston, Texas because he doesn't ever want to shovel snow again. Your car can't get stuck in humidity.

His wife, having lived for over 44 years with a programmer, has decided to go for the record...and is, in the immortal words of Archie Bunker, "a real piece of work". Having raised a lawyer and a florist, your hero and frau are now being raised by their cat Baby. All of them thank you for supporting shareware. Now retired, he decided to make WinPtr free so you won't send any more money.



Take a gander (hunh! hunh!) at a couple of old birds.
Here's a shot of the old bird and his better half,
And one with his lawyer,
And one of his pride and joy.
You say you want to see my grandkids?
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