At first, I thought that feeling was strange. But, I've found many others who feel the same. We share a common bond. We're all working to overcome it. We have a powerful tool. Something that can withstand the viral infestation that is Windows, or the spys that come with Windows, or the 'enemy as gifts' that come in Windows.
Unfortunately, because of school I have to occasionally boot into Windows. The other night, Nancy caught me:
"Oh my G-d, Danny! You promised," she said.
"But, but....it's for school," I replied.
"Don't give me that. You don't need that trash for school. I've seen you do your projects on Linux. You could use VMWare, or Xen virtualization."
"But, this is our assignment."
"I thought I could believe you. You promised you wouldn't do this again. All that educational porn you could access through Linux. All the gambling sites, all the hacking. But instead, you spend your time looking at THIS smut!" she yelled.
"It's just the Microsoft Managment Console," I admitted. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It won't happen again."
She shook her head at me. "You filthy pig," she said, then spat on the ground. "You're too disgusting to even spit on. Microsoft Management Console. What next? Windows Vista?"
Then, she stormed off. I had to sleep outside. On the porch. In the cold.
"Oh my G-d, Danny! You promised," she said.
"But, but....it's for school," I replied.
"Don't give me that. You don't need that trash for school. I've seen you do your projects on Linux. You could use VMWare, or Xen virtualization."
"But, this is our assignment."
"I thought I could believe you. You promised you wouldn't do this again. All that educational porn you could access through Linux. All the gambling sites, all the hacking. But instead, you spend your time looking at THIS smut!" she yelled.
"It's just the Microsoft Managment Console," I admitted. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It won't happen again."
She shook her head at me. "You filthy pig," she said, then spat on the ground. "You're too disgusting to even spit on. Microsoft Management Console. What next? Windows Vista?"
Then, she stormed off. I had to sleep outside. On the porch. In the cold.
Well, maybe it didn't go quite like that. Here's what really happened:
"Watcha working on?" she asked, looking over my shoulder.
"Microsoft Management Console. It's for my A+ class," I replied.
"Oh. Okay," she strugged, then went back to looking at houses. On her Ubuntu Linux computer.
"Watcha working on?" she asked, looking over my shoulder.
"Microsoft Management Console. It's for my A+ class," I replied.
"Oh. Okay," she strugged, then went back to looking at houses. On her Ubuntu Linux computer.
The shame.
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We went to Epcot the other day. It was the last day of our passes, or close enough that it would be the last chance we'd get to go for awhile. We got to ride the new updated, "The Seas with Nemo and Friends". It's the update to "The Living Seas".
No, that's not us. But you do get to ride in a turtle shell. Or clam shell. Or, whatever-the-hell-shell-they-tried-to-sell. I liked the change, but didn't like it. The update is cute, very well done, uses new technology, and is great for kids.
But, it 'unEpcoted' the whole experience. They made an impressive experience with the ocean to a cutesy Disney movie ride. Fine for Magic Kindom, or maybe MGM/Disney/PIXAR Studios, but out of place at Epcot. But, then so is the Princess Dining Experience, which ruined my enjoyment of the restaurant at Norway.
Take the kids out of the restaurant, keep the grown-up Disney princesses -maybe with different clothing/more skin, more alcohol, and a pole in the center of the room, and you'd have a nice change to a Disney experience. Maybe Steven Jobs might go for it?
Nancy did make some new friends
She told them how cute they were, and 'what wonderful and different markings'. When we walked away, she said, "How rude. They didn't say anything. Didn't even look at me. Maybe they're foreign. Where do you think they're from?"
"They're lego," I replied.
"Oooohhhh. I feel so bad. That explains it." She turned to look at them. "That's near Turkey, right?"
"No. Denmark,"I replied.
No, that's not us. But you do get to ride in a turtle shell. Or clam shell. Or, whatever-the-hell-shell-they-tried-to-sell. I liked the change, but didn't like it. The update is cute, very well done, uses new technology, and is great for kids.But, it 'unEpcoted' the whole experience. They made an impressive experience with the ocean to a cutesy Disney movie ride. Fine for Magic Kindom, or maybe MGM/Disney/PIXAR Studios, but out of place at Epcot. But, then so is the Princess Dining Experience, which ruined my enjoyment of the restaurant at Norway.
Take the kids out of the restaurant, keep the grown-up Disney princesses -maybe with different clothing/more skin, more alcohol, and a pole in the center of the room, and you'd have a nice change to a Disney experience. Maybe Steven Jobs might go for it?Nancy did make some new friends
She told them how cute they were, and 'what wonderful and different markings'. When we walked away, she said, "How rude. They didn't say anything. Didn't even look at me. Maybe they're foreign. Where do you think they're from?""Oooohhhh. I feel so bad. That explains it." She turned to look at them. "That's near Turkey, right?"
"No. Denmark,"I replied.
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Parkour is an excellent activity. Uses all parts of fitness: Strength, Endurance, Flexibility. If you live through it, that is. Here's a good example: (notice the use of all part of fitness)
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