alas, zap2it
This was passed to me this morning by a friend. I've voted (see link for the link to the poll if you're a zap2it subscriber) with the current majority. I'd hate to see this service go away. I know an alternative would crop up, that's what folks do in this community, but event he prospect of my pvr going dumb is scary.
Oh, the things I say…
Sometimes I outdo even myself...I say things (or write them) and have no recollection until someone points them out for me. I know lately I've been exceptionally quiet in general. Not sure what the dealio is, I think I just needed some time to break away while dealing with the stress of interviewing and maintaining my regular job too. You see, although I am interviewing right now, I'm doing it somewhat selectively. I'm only seriously pursuing one job at a time, because I'm not look for just anything - I'm looking for the right fit. I'm up for interview 3 for this job up north that I'd really, really like to get; if I don't its not the end of the world, nothing ventured nothing gained. But I sure do have my fingers crossed
Anyway, like I was saying, sometimes I say things I don't even remember. For the last few days I've gotten random comments about the "mcummings fungi" and just kinda grinned and nodded like I knew what people were talking about. Then I found it in kloeri's blog, where he references this email I sent at the news he and and eroyf were going to retire. I meant every word and sentiment contained, but I'd completely forgotten the whole fungi bit
So, to answer another dev's response to me on -core this week by paraphrasing Shakespeare, I had to respond in kind. Since core isn't publicly archived, allow me to share this little bit for the night with ~mcummings playing the role of the beleagured Othello.
Soft you, a word or two before you go.
I have done the Foundation some service, and they know't.
No more of that. I pray you, in your emails,
When you shall these flaming deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you write
Of one that loved Gentoo not wisely, but too well;
Of one not easy to commit, but, being wrought,
Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,
Like the base Dev, threw a PERL away
Richer than all his herd; of one whose subdued eyes,
Albeit unused to the melting mood,
Drops quips as fast as the Freenode servers
Their trb'lsome netsplits. Set you down this.
And say besides that in -core once,
Where a malignant and a faltering distro
Beat a packagetree and traduced the Council,
I took by th'throat the -dev mailing list
And smote it --thus [mcummings disconnects]