Best Childdren's Book - Charlotte's Web by E.B. White (1952)
Best Film - Citizen Kane, directed by and starring Orson Welles (1941)
Best Novel - Ulysses by James Joyce (1922)
Best TV Show - The Simpsons, created by Matt Groening (1989-)
Best Dance - The Four Temperaments by George Balanchine (1946)
Best Nonfiction Book - The Gulag Archipelago by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn (1947)
Best Opera - Peter Grimes by Benjamin Britten (1945)
Best Comedy Routine - Who's on First? by Abbott and Costello (1938)
Best Song - Strange Fruit by Billie Holiday (1939)
Best Musical - Carousel by Rodgers and Hammerstein (1945)
Best Design - The Eames molded plywood chair, designed by Charles Eames (1946)
Best Play - Six Characters in Search of an Author by Luigi Pirandello (1921)
Best Classical Composition - Symphony of Psalms by Igor Stravinsky (1930)
Best Poem - The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot (1922)
Best Painting - The Red Studio by Henri Matisse (1911)
Best Sculpture - Bird in Space by Constantin Brancusi (c.1941)
Best Photograph - Place de l'Europe, Paris by Henri Cartier-Bresson (1932)
Best Fashion - Levi's 501 jeans by Levi Strauss & Co. (1960)
Best Building - The chapel at Ronchamp, France by Le Corbusier (1955)
Best Album - Exodus by Bob Marley & the Wailers (1977) VIA
The infamous Abort, Retry, Ignore message box of Windows, with no option given to close it. Found this classic and fun poem about the "Abort, Retry, Ignore" message. I have been able to trace back the source to Annoyances.org. Here it is: Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary, System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor, Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, still I sat there doing spreadsheets. Having reached the bottom line I took a floppy from the drawer, I then invoked the SAVE command and waited for the disk to store, Only this and nothing more. Deep into the monitor peering, long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning, turning yet to churn some more.
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother! Save my data from before!"
One thing did the phosphors answer, only this and nothing more,
Just, "Abort...
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