Ah, hello. Today, we are going to talk about my opinions on Linux. Actually first, we are going to talk about prepositions. Then linux. One of my English pet peeves is being told not to end sentences with prepositions. That's a retarded rule. Actually, its not a rule--at least, not one that I ever have to follow, because while writing this blog entry I found an edition of The Elements of Style that backs me up: sentences can end with prepositions. The pdf I randomly found on the Internet happens to be from a version of The Elements of Style so old it doesnt have E.B. White's name on it, but as far as I'm concerned, ---this paragraph has been edited to fit in the space allotted (like all of the movies I just saw on tv).
Ok now for Linux. And free software. And Microsoft. Like I totally hate Microsoft, but I still have to strike a balance between how much I want to hate them and how much I want to look like a normal person. I bought a ps3. How and I doing? Also I hate Ubuntu. I have a feeling that I actually hate the Linux Operating System, the Linux Kernel, The Linux System Libraries. STAR TREK. I just don't know which groups are responsible for which retarded changes that are ruining my life. Also there is a group of annoying people out there that think most of the things I just mentioned should have a retarded sounded acronym in front of them. THIS IS COMMANDER DATA, EVACUATE THE ENTERPRISE. You know when you ask a really geeky guy a question, and as he's answering he tries to tell a really stupid joke, in a tone that makes it obivous he thought you would be laughing by now and he stumbles through it giggling? But you need this information, so you don't just walk away? That's what the GNU acronym is. Its the same stupid joke, and those geeks think it should be the name of an operating system that actually works. I think I might actually switch to a mac.
You have no Idea how this is related now, but please read this portion of the MIT license:
Permission is hereby granted, free of charge, to any person obtaining a copy
of this software and associated documentation files (the "Software"), to deal
in the Software without restriction, including without limitation the rights
to use, copy, modify, merge, publish, distribute, sublicense, and/or sell
copies of the Software, and to permit persons to whom the Software is
furnished to do so, subject to the following conditions:
The above copyright notice and this permission notice shall be included in
all copies or substantial portions of the Software.
THE SOFTWARE IS PROVIDED "AS IS", WITHOUT WARRANTY OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR
IMPLIED, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO THE WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY,
FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE AND NONINFRINGEMENT. IN NO EVENT SHALL THE
AUTHORS OR COPYRIGHT HOLDERS BE LIABLE FOR ANY CLAIM, DAMAGES OR OTHER
LIABILITY, WHETHER IN AN ACTION OF CONTRACT, TORT OR OTHERWISE, ARISING FROM,
OUT OF OR IN CONNECTION WITH THE SOFTWARE OR THE USE OR OTHER DEALINGS IN
THE SOFTWARE.
Ok all of that was just a smokescreen to make the girls that know me stop reading this. I'm not saying girls dont know linux: I'm sure there are thousands of hot female linux administrators out there somewhere. Based on empirical evidence: none of them read my blog.
Anyway, found this in a file called test.txt while preparing my hard drive before the power supply fan fails and lights my apartment on fire. The original version must have been about some stage girl dancing at the Penssylvania Rennaisance Faire. It sucked. I just tweaked it based on my feelings about siting at home on a Friday night writing on my blog with an ibuprofen hangover and wishing I hadn't let so many slip through my fingers:
I'z a high on em bagpipes, alone in a crowd
she ran by the stage and she made not a sound
white corset with tassels and braids in 'er hair
moved with such grace! an' a brisk Scottish flare
quick turn of the hip and she caught me wide eyed
we danced all night long till the good rum ran dry
I pulled her in close and leaned in to smooch her
but I was held back by the ring on 'er finger
I faked a cute smile but my eyes yet revealed
hers was a booty I could never steal
I began to feel sick but before she was gone
the curse of my ethics got vanquished in song
I followed her out to give her that kiss
but that corset disappeared into the mist
The file was dated: 2008-08-23 22:46. I think I was listening to this (by these guys) when I wrote it.
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