Red Hat
Red Hat
Red Hats
Warning
On my old desktop, I shall install Linux
A Red Hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my paycheck on Stilton and ruby port
And Bluetooth peripherals, and say we've no money for pizza.
I shall download from LimeWire when I am bored
And hax0r trial versions and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall babble in my LiveJournal on the 'net
And edit the files in other peoples' folders
And learn to grep.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have PowerPoint and Word
And pay our rent and not use open source
And set a good example for the children.
We must keep up with Slashdot and read the Onion.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am 1337, and start to use Linux.
(The original poem by Jenny Joseph, for those who haven't read it yet.)
Red Hats
Warning
On my old desktop, I shall install Linux
A Red Hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my paycheck on Stilton and ruby port
And Bluetooth peripherals, and say we've no money for pizza.
I shall download from LimeWire when I am bored
And hax0r trial versions and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall babble in my LiveJournal on the 'net
And edit the files in other peoples' folders
And learn to grep.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have PowerPoint and Word
And pay our rent and not use open source
And set a good example for the children.
We must keep up with Slashdot and read the Onion.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am 1337, and start to use Linux.
(The original poem by Jenny Joseph, for those who haven't read it yet.)