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For more about this theory, see Why Are There So Few Female Computer Scientists? by Ellen Spertus.

ESR has given us a compelling essay on the benefits of communal non-property. He has enriched our lives with a collection of stirring poetry. He has left an electronic legacy of just how gruesome the human form can get. And he has given every underdog geek hope with an inspiring account of his meteoric rise to unheard of riches.

But none of these compares to his Sex Tips for Geeks. After all, if these tips can get ESR into some hottie's pants, then any disgusting slob can get laid!

Seriously, though, how could ESR have developed these valuable mating tips? Nobody can make me believe that even if he offered all of his newfound wealth to the most hard-up crack-whore on the streets of New York he could get his stinger wet. My Philosophy professor always said, "you cannot invoke magic or God and expect to win an argument in this class." I am therefore left to reach only one possible conclusion. What follows is the only possible explanation for ESR's Sex Tips for Geeks.

The room was dark and the night was cold as the rain pelted against the window. Eric paid no attention, though, absorbed as he was in the warm glow of his computer monitor. A raspy voice grated out of the speakers situated on either side of his monitor, "you've got mail!"

It was his mother's voice, which he had recorded to use with the perl AOL interface he had been working on for the past 10 years. Eric smiled and wiped the sweat condensing in his palm on his thin swatch of hair, only to replace the sweat with the grease oozing from his scalp. His hands shaking, Eric simultaneously pressed the ctrl, alt, shift, F1 and page down keys to retrive the new mail message. He read the message allowed, his voice quivering with excitement.

"hi! i will meet with u on chat 7pm tonite! c u then, xoxoxoxo suzee."

Eric expunged a bulb of gas from his spastic bowel as he checked his watch. 6:57 pm. His shaking grew more extreme, more uncontrollable. He could barely press the key sequence alt, space, F10, F3, tab, scroll-lock, page-up and end to bring up his open-source AOL chat client. Eric was barely able to situate his notebook and ink his quil before the chat client began to load. Eight minutes later, the client was ready to go.

"hi eric," came the message.

Eagerly, Eric replied, "hi, suzee! how r u tonite?"

"fine, thanks. u r late! i wuz worried!"

Eric scribbled in his notebook, "women like promptness."

"i am sorry :( what did u do today?"

"it's ok..."

"Politeness goes a long way," he wrote.

"... i got in trouble in school becuz i hit this guy becuz he kept pulling my hair :("

"No hair-pulling," he noted.

"so. what grade r u in?" Suzee asked.

Eric blushed. The large beads of sweat began to roll down his face to fall on his keyboard. He wiped his forhead with his hand and picked up more grease from his thin red hair. Shaking, he replied to Suzee, "i am not in school n e more."

"that is kool! what do u do then?"

"Girls like men who are no longer in school," He scribbled, before replying.

"i write about my newfound riches and how open-source is a superior method of software development."

There was a long pause. Eric's leg began to shake nervously. A

ESR has given us a compelling essay on the benefits of communal non-property. He has enriched our lives with a collection of stirring poetry. He has left an electronic legacy of just how gruesome the human form can get. And he has given every underdog geek hope with an inspiring account of his meteoric rise to unheard of riches.

But none of these compares to his Sex Tips for Geeks. After all, if these tips can get ESR into some hottie's pants, then any disgusting slob can get laid!

Seriously, though, how could ESR have developed these valuable mating tips? Nobody can make me believe that even if he offered all of his newfound wealth to the most hard-up crack-whore on the streets of New York he could get his stinger wet. My Philosophy professor always said, "you cannot invoke magic or God and expect to win an argument in this class." I am therefore left to reach only one possible conclusion. What follows is the only possible explanation for ESR's Sex Tips for Geeks.

The room was dark and the night was cold as the rain pelted against the window. Eric paid no attention, though, absorbed as he was in the warm glow of his computer monitor. A raspy voice grated out of the speakers situated on either side of his monitor, "you've got mail!"

It was his mother's voice, which he had recorded to use with the perl AOL interface he had been working on for the past 10 years. Eric smiled and wiped the sweat condensing in his palm on his thin swatch of hair, only to replace the sweat with the grease oozing from his scalp. His hands shaking, Eric simultaneously pressed the ctrl, alt, shift, F1 and page down keys to retrive the new mail message. He read the message allowed, his voice quivering with excitement.

"hi! i will meet with u on chat 7pm tonite! c u then, xoxoxoxo suzee."

Eric expunged a bulb of gas from his spastic bowel as he checked his watch. 6:57 pm. His shaking grew more extreme, more uncontrollable. He could barely press the key sequence alt, space, F10, F3, tab, scroll-lock, page-up and end to bring up his open-source AOL chat client. Eric was barely able to situate his notebook and ink his quil before the chat client began to load. Eight minutes later, the client was ready to go.

"hi eric," came the message.

Eagerly, Eric replied, "hi, suzee! how r u tonite?"

"fine, thanks. u r late! i wuz worried!"

Eric scribbled in his notebook, "women like promptness."

"i am sorry :( what did u do today?"

"it's ok..."

"Politeness goes a long way," he wrote.

"... i got in trouble in school becuz i hit this guy becuz he kept pulling my hair :("

"No hair-pulling," he noted.

"so. what grade r u in?" Suzee asked.

Eric blushed. The large beads of sweat began to roll down his face to fall on his keyboard. He wiped his forhead with his hand and picked up more grease from his thin red hair. Shaking, he replied to Suzee, "i am not in school n e more."

"that is kool! what do u do then?"

"Girls like men who are no longer in school," He scribbled, before replying.

"i write about my newfound riches and how open-source is a superior method of software development."

There was a long pause. Eric's leg began to shake nervously. A

But none of these compares to his Sex Tips for Geeks . After all, if these tips can get ESR into some hottie's pants, then any disgusting slob can get laid!

Seriously, though, how could ESR have developed these valuable mating tips? Nobody can make me believe that even if he offered all of his newfound wealth to the most hard-up crack-whore on the streets of New York he could get his stinger wet. My Philosophy professor always said, "you cannot invoke magic or God and expect to win an argument in this class." I am therefore left to reach only one possible conclusion. What follows is the only possible explanation for ESR's Sex Tips for Geeks .

The room was dark and the night was cold as the rain pelted against the window. Eric paid no attention, though, absorbed as he was in the warm glow of his computer monitor. A raspy voice grated out of the speakers situated on either side of his monitor, "you've got mail!"

It was his mother's voice, which he had recorded to use with the perl AOL interface he had been working on for the past 10 years. Eric smiled and wiped the sweat condensing in his palm on his thin swatch of hair, only to replace the sweat with the grease oozing from his scalp. His hands shaking, Eric simultaneously pressed the ctrl, alt, shift, F1 and page down keys to retrive the new mail message. He read the message aloud, his voice quivering with excitement.

"hi! i will meet with u on chat 7pm tonite! c u then, xoxoxoxo suzee."

Eric expunged a bulb of gas from his spastic bowel as he checked his watch. 6:57 pm. His shaking grew more extreme, more uncontrollable. He could barely press the key sequence alt, space, F10, F3, tab, scroll-lock, page-up and end to bring up his open-source AOL chat client. Eric was barely able to situate his notebook and ink his quil before the chat client began to load. Eight minutes later, the client was ready to go.

"hi eric," came the message.

Eagerly, Eric replied, "hi, suzee! how r u tonite?"

"fine, thanks. u r late! i wuz worried!"

Eric scribbled in his notebook, "women like promptness."

"i am sorry :( what did u do today?"

"it's ok..."

"Politeness goes a long way," he wrote.

"... i got in trouble in school becuz i hit this guy becuz he kept pulling my hair :("

"No hair-pulling," he noted.

"so. what grade r u in?" Suzee asked.

Eric blushed. The large beads of sweat began to roll down his face to fall on his keyboard. He wiped his forhead with his hand and picked up more grease from his thin red hair. Shaking, he replied to Suzee, "i am not in school n e more."

"that is kool! what do u do then?"

"Girls like men who are no longer in school," He scribbled, before replying.

"i write about my newfound riches and how open-source is a superior method of software development."

There was a long pause. Eric's leg began to shake nervously. After a few minutes of nervous waiting, a

i can see your point — if the sexiest geek alive contest is not the best place to look for sexy geek girls, then i really don't know what is. yes, it's cute that this look of 2001 sexiest geek was inspired by this sandra bullock's look, but was it the most sexy clothing on the contest? i mean, it's a contest for the sexiest geek, right? so it's supposed to show some sexy bikini or lingerie, right? do i not get something here? that's not that i don't like her, the photo from the article could be better (in fact, i was wondering if it's not one of those onion kind of articles when i saw it — you know, like the linux developer gets laid), but i guess she looks kinda cool here and here (a little makeup and she could be quite sexy i guess) — however i'm looking for pictures in somehow more erotic clothes and poses. do you know any place where i could find some?

It was an integral part of my costume, second only to the printed circuit board motif. See sexiestgeekalive.com or go straight to the picture and explanation.