You make $100,000 a year, yet still can't find a place to live.

Your commute time is 45 minutes and you live 8 miles away from work.

Stop asking how much things cost but, ask "How long will it take?"

Two-Thirds of the people you know are from Boston or New York, but
you are living in PST.

Know vast differences difference between Thai, Vietnamese, Chinese,
Japanese, Cantonese, and Korean food.

Your home computer contains mostly hardware/software that is not on
the consumer market yet.

Go to "The City" on weekends but don't live there because you like
your car.

Think that "I'm going to Fry's." is an acceptable excuse to leave the
office for a while, and your boss does too.

Lost your alarm clock. You'll get to work when you get there.

Go to an industrial-heavy-metal bar and see two guys get into a fight
over what flavor of Unix is better.

Own mor e than 10 articles of clothing that have hardware/software
companies printed on them. Bonus for embroidered stuff.

"Your best buys..." you know the rest.

You know where Woz Way, Resistor Ave, and Floppy Dr are located.

You know who Woz is.

You know 280 North runs west, and 680 North runs east.

Even though Microsoft employs quite a few programmers in the Bay
Area, they only work on Powerpoint, and the company is
still the embodiment of Satan, even if their stock IS worth more than
yours.

You see a billboard that says "FPGA2ASIC" and aren't phased

When you need the updated Diamond Monster 3D drivers, you just walk
across the street.

You have more bandwidth in your apartment or condo than most major
universities.

You have to hire security to keep the panhandlers off your terrace
(Oakland/Berkeley).

None of the people you work with are bible thumpers.

You scan yard sales for back issues of "Dr. D obbs."

Your favorite computer reseller speaks only Cantonese.

Your work place vending machines dispense "100% natural twig-bars"
right next to Jolt cola and Instant Espresso mix.

No one brings radio's into work - they just use RealAudio and listen
to thedj.com, rebelradio.com, or other out of state
stations.

You have a personal relationship with a master vintner in Napa.

Your friends just bought a $500,000 fixer-upper.

When your work station crashes you wave crystals over it to help it
heal.

You had a personal web site long before IBM, Apple or Microsoft ever
even heard of the internet.

The most successful relationship of your life is with someone you
have never met in person.

When you see a guy wearing a propeller beanie walking on the beach at
Santa Cruz, you don't laugh, your stop and pay
homage, because you know he's a rich programmer who's stock just went
public.

You give someone your E-mail address BEFORE you give them your phone
number.

You know how to pronounce over a dozen Indian (not Native American)
surnames.

You can't find any ties when your wife wants to go to the one
restaurant within a hundred miles that requires one.

You consider charity to be investing in a risky startup.

You consider rose' wine drinkers to be poor white trash.

Your European vacation consisted of a week of meetings in a
windowless room in Scotland, and an hour of shopping at the
duty-free in Heathrow.