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Tridge Speaks Out
Robert McMillan from Linux Magazine posted an interview with Tridge, of Samba and Tivo fame. He's one of the most important folks in all of Linux, and this interview is worth a read. He covers a lot of good material like crap code, bonobo, and what stuff in the kernel is innovative. He also talks a bit about what he might do after Microsoft drops SMB from future versions of windows.
Derivatives and integrals RULE!
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"If I hadn't had Slashdot when I was coming out, I don't know what would have happened. There would have been no one to connet with, no twinks to share my rage with, no bears to gain knowledge from. Slashdot was the ultimate gay hookup and for that alone am I thankful I created it years ago."
Obviously, Slashdot serves more than the "tech community" it purports to cater to. In 1999, Slashdot hired then-Wired columnist Jon Katz, another openly gay literary genius. Sporting blue hair and multiple facial piercings, the angst-ridden Katz expresses in his writings are clearly visible in real life. "I'd found a home, with Rob [...] Wired was too straight, but at Slashdot I fit right in."
Finally, in early 2000, public homosexual and Nazi censor Michael Sims joined the Slashdot orgy crew. "I wanted to introduce goat sex and a lot of non-Slashdot, homosexual, erect male penises to the group," said Sims, "so ESR got involved with donkey dicks and we all like to suck each other off." Without Rob Malda, Michael Sims would be nothing except an aggravated gay male without a place to call home.
"Slashdot is definitely the place to be gay" concluded Sims.
"Definitely the place to be gay."
Why do I feel like I have read this interview before? Hmm, July 2001. A little older than I expected. I guess that Linux magazine just put this up.
Well, the interview is cool anyway. I really like the attitudes of most people who develop free software.
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"Do not meddle in the affairs of sysadmins,
for they are subtle and quick to anger."
THIS styory was already seen a few days ago in Yahoo! This story was taken almost word for word!!!!
What's da dillio yo!!
This is not a TROLL, this is the truth... see it for yourself
Yahoo! had the story 3 days ago!!
that `unpretentious` is slang for `stupid`? :)
These articles totally suck. How can I do any serious karma whoring with shitty crap like this??
from the article:
" . . . (who recently jumped ship from Linuxcare to work at VA Linux Systems) . . ."
this guy has made some stunningly bad career choices. I hope, for his sakes, Australia has a decent welfare system. Sheesh!
Slashdot, come for the goatse, stay for the trolls.
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You end up exchanging dozens of e-mails, where you say, "That's bad because of this and this," and they say, "Oh no, this programming style is great." Then you have got to teach them a couple of years of computer science so they can understand why it's crap.
Get an account, run it down to auto -1 and you don't have to worry about the post being labeled a "troll".
The -1 does it automatically.
Most important guy in Linux? Linux isn't a place.
What a wasted life. Such a shame, people like that ought to go to hell for throwing thier precious lives away on such trivial shit as this.
Pathetic, like anyone who posts praise of him.
As far as I know VA I.O.U. eliminated all their programmers, including the Australian group. Conspicuously absent from the interview is #1 whether he's employed and whether open source projects contributed anything positive to his employment prospects and #2 how he's handled liability for the use of Samba.
Driving down the road only blocks from my destination, I begin to have second thoughts. Here I was a 28-year-old man, good job, great friends, and a sexy girlfriend. Now I was about to risk it all for a chance at a fantasy that had haunted me for months now.
I was about to have my first homosexual experience. I had wanted this for so long and now I was only minutes away. The butterflies in my stomach were going strong as I rolled closer to Jeff's house.
Jeff was an 18-year-old guy. He was still in High School and was completely out as a bisexual. We chatted, emailed, phoned, and traded pics for months, all behind the back of my girlfriend Allison.
Jeff was 6'1, 175 pounds, short brown hair, and beautiful blue eyes. He worked out and played a couple of sports at school. He was in very good shape. His chest was so sexy and strong. Jeff was smooth, just the way I liked. His cock from the pictures he sent was about 7 inches long and cut. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen.
As for me, my name is Brad. I'm not nearly the hot specimen that Jeff is. He doesn't seem to mind though. He just wants to be with an older man. I'm 5'10, 180 pounds, black hair, and brown eyes. I have some extra weight on me that I would love to lose, but I'm not all that bad. My chest has some light hair sprinkled over it and is still pretty attractive. My cock is my best feature. It's 8 inches and very thick. My girlfriend Allison can't get enough of it.
My brand new dark blue Chrysler PT Cruiser rolled up to Jeff's block. I scanned the addresses looking for 2367. There it was, a cute white house with a nice garden in front. I parked across the street and took a deep breath before walking towards his house. I have to admit, I was scared. I thought crept through my mind. What if Jeff had lied about everything? It would have been easy to steal someone else's pictures. I would just about die if Jeff weren't who he said he was.
I was at the door now. Thoughts were racing through my head at a very rapid pace. I could still bail if I had to. It wasn't too late. I shook my head and forced my hand to the buzzer. I pressed and it rang. My heartbeat was going crazy. This was the most craziest and exciting moment of my life.
The door opened and there stood Jeff. He looked just as the pictures suggested. I was relieved. One worry down.
"Hey, you must be Brad," Jeff said through the screen door.
"Uh, yeah, that's me alright."
I walked into his house. His parents and siblings were gone for the weekend, so it was just he and I.
"Brad, let's sit and get better acquainted," the high school senior said to me. I eyed his tight butt as he sat on then old couch.
"So....", I managed to say. I was such an idiot.
"Brad, you look a little nervous. Don't worry I won't bite. Unless you want me too."
We both laughed at that comment. It eased the tension a bit.
"Yeah, I am nervous. This is all so new to me."
"Don't be. I'm the same guy you've written to, talked on the phone for months. We are just gonna take our relationship to the next level."
"Yeah, I know. Nice place you got here," I blurted out. I was still nervous.
"Brad, sit next to me. We both know this is why you're here."
Jeff's hand patted the space right next to him on the couch. I smiled sheepishly and sat next to the 18 year old.
"Can I put my hand right here?"
Jeff put his hand high on my thigh. My black jeans felt as if they weren't there. I could feel the heat from his hand. Jeff then leaned over and kissed my forehead, my nose and brushed his full lips against mine and smiled. Damn this boy knew what he was doing. I was putty in his hands at that point.
"I'll go slow for you Brad."
Once again he leaned his cute face over towards mine. His lips locked onto my lips and we were kissing. Very slowly he kissed me, no tongue yet, but very sensual. His hands were running along my thigh making me so hot.
Then we started. His tongue flew into my mouth and my tongue instinctively did the same to him. We were making out. My hands were caressing the hair on his head, his hands along my back. I was making out with another man. My mind was delirious as we went at it for several more minutes.
Jeff then stopped and smiled. He was so adorable. His blue eyes and cute button nose drove me crazy. This is the man I was going to fuck. No, the man I was going to make love to. He slipped his hands under my tight black T-shirt and began taking it off. I raised my hands as he slid the shirt up. Before slipping the shirt off, he gently kissed my armpits. Shivers ran through my body. Now, totally topless, Jeff began his work on my already erect nipples. His hot tongue lathered them and sucked on them, as I never knew I wanted.
RINGGGGGG!
The phone rang. It startled me and briefly woke me up from my dream state. Jeff whispered something about the answering machine and continued licking my nipples and kissing my neck.
The answering machine picked up.
"Jeff, this is dad. Pick up the phone, I know your home. We need your help. We left the tickets on the bedroom dresser. Pick up!"
Jeff slid off me and towards the phone. He took the cordless to another room and I just sat there catching my breath.
A couple minutes later, Jeff came into the living room swearing.
"I'm so sorry Brad, but I gotta drive down the airport and give my parents their plane tickets. There flight was delayed so I have time, but I gotta go now."
I was shocked. I got up and began putting my shirt back on and heading for the door.
"Hey sexy," he kissed me, "I'll be back in an hour or so. Hang out here. My house is your house."
"Really, you still wanna do this?"
"Brad, I couldn't wait for this moment for months. Of course I want to do this. I want you."
I smiled. This was so surreal. Another man was telling me that he wanted me!
Why didn't they ask him about tivo? They mention his Tivo hacking in the into but then, leave the readers hanging.
a Beowulf cluster of fridge units keeping my beer cold.
And he hacks the TIVO. What more do you want in a developer?
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Hmm, you'd think a "printer friendly" version would remove JPGs of Unix-nerds. No one wants to print those out. Actually, I'd be happy if that were the only thing it did.
Athletic Scholarships to universities make as much sense as academic scholarships to sports teams.
I kissed Jeff passionately as he went out the door. I watched as he hopped in his old Chevy Nova and drove off.
Dejected and still horny, I had no idea what to do. Kissing and making out with Jeff was so hot and now I'd have to wait. I sat down on his couch and thought about what to do. I decided to snoop around the place.
I walked into Jeff's room. It was the normal teenagers room. There were posters of hot girls, bands, and sports pennants everywhere. His bed was unkept and he had dirty laundry lying across the floor. At his desk was his computer. The very same machine that we first connected. It was already on so I decided to connect to the net. I checked my e-mail and then began searching for some hot gay pics.
That's how all this stuff happened with Jeff. I was horny and pissed off at Allison for not wanted to have sex. I had been bi curious for a while now. I hadn't any experiences at all, just my fantasies. I'd look for pics on the net of hot guys blowing each other. Men kissing men turned me on as well. I posted a few ads, but none of the men appealed to me. I wanted a guy with a great body, cute face, and a horny appetite. Personal ads weren't working so I hit the gay/bi chat rooms. I'd cyber with these men, as I'd masturbate with one hand and type with the other. In one of these chat rooms, I met Jeff. We chatted and he seemed cool. Jeff was pretty near where I lived, only 20-30 minutes away. I will never forget when he sent me his picture. I was in awe. He was hot! His pic consisted of Jeff with his shirt off showing me his awesome chest. He had on plaid boxers with a little surprise sticking out. You could see his penis, not all of it, but enough to get you thinking of how it would taste in your mouth.
Jeff and I became fast friends. We e-mailed each other almost everyday. We shared fantasies and told each other of our sex lives. Jeff was bi and very out. His parents, friends, and his whole high school knew. Most of his experiences were with men. Jeff would explain in breathtaking detail of the hot nights he would spend with the athletic jocks and horny brains at school. I remember asking him why he never told me of his exploits with girls. He'd explain how the girls at school thought he was disgusting for being bi. I later began to think that was just an excuse. Jeff never got very excited when I talked about fucking my girlfriend Allison.
Weeks past and I finally sent some of my racy pictures Jeff's way. He loved them. He told me jacked off looking at my body almost every night. We then began our phone relationship. I was falling for this boy and hearing his sexy voice only made it worse. The two of us engaged in some pretty heavy phone sex along the way. Telling each other what nasty thing we wanted to do to each other. Jeff would tell me that he wanted to sink his cock into my tight round ass. I told him I wanted to slide his cock deep into my mouth and swallow all his teenage cum. We did this for over a month and all without my live in girlfriend finding out.
Jeff began to talk about getting together and backing up all the talk we made to each other. Being inexperienced, I was scared. Having cybersex was one thing, meeting was another. I wasn't sure if I was ready yet. Jeff kept pressuring me for weeks, promising nobody would find out. I finally gave in. I had realized that I really wanted Jeff. I wanted to feel a man's naked body next to mine. I wanted to experience sex with a hot young stud.
That brings us up to this weekend. I told my girlfriend Allison that I was going fishing with some buddies. I had to tell my buddies to back up my story. They of course wanted to know why. I didn't tell them about Jeff, but hinted that I would be getting some. They wanted to know all about "her" when I got back.
This leads me to where I am now. I was in Jeff's room with my pants down looking at gay pornography. I'm stoking my 8-inch cock furiously trying to get off before Jeff came back.
"That guy's ass is good enough to eat, don't you think Brad?" a strange voice startled me from behind. It was Jeff and he was smiling from ear to ear. Just adorable.
I got up and began pulling up my pants. Jeff wagging a finger at me told me to leave them down. He stepped towards me and cupped my naked ass and kissed me like I've never been kissed before. It was so soft, wet, sensual, and yet so masculine. Jeff layed me on his bed and continued probing my mouth with his tongue. His hands had found my manhood and were gently stroking my cock. He got up from me and winked and left the room. What now, I thought?
My teenage lover came back with a bottle of wine. Jeff popped the cork and took a swig. He passed the bottle to me and I did the same. He then kissed my lips and we both tasted the strong flavor of the wine on our tongues. He once again removed my shirt and kissed my nipples. I loved the way he was pleasing me. My eyes closed and I cooed encouragement toward my 18-year-old lover.
"Ooooh," I cried as a cold liquid fell on my chest.
I looked up and saw Jeff slowly dripping the wine on my chest. He smiled when our eyes met and hurried down to slurp up the rich juices. He then licked his way down my chest to my tummy. He stopped and dripped wine in my navel. Jeff's tongue sucked the juice up while fondling my balls.
I cried in pleasure as I felt Jeff's mouth inch down my treasure trail and between my thighs. He kissed and licked the sides of my cock. My member twitched and was about to explode as the sensations of another man licking my penis was too much. Then I felt the cool wine droplets fall on my cock and balls. The coolness of the wine halted my cock's pending eruption.
Jeff smelling my hot sex along with the sweet smell of the wine slid my thick penis into his mouth. His mouth was like a sauna, hot and steamy. I felt his tongue caress the sides of my cock. The room was getting hotter, my head started spinning, and my cock was as hard as it ever was. Jeff was fucking my cock with his mouth. My golden brown balls were smacking up against his face while I was moaning and groaning in absolute rapture.
"Uhhh Jeff, I'm gonna cum, ohhhh, yes, this is so good, ahhhh, yessss"
Jeff slipped his lips off my rod as I came. My orgasm shook me like a freight train. I came so hard and long that I totally forgot about Jeff. When it ended I smiled as I saw Jeff's face moving towards me. His face was covered in white slimy cum. It was all over his eyes, nose, and lips. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Cum was dripping off his face as our lips met. As we kissed I tasted my own cum in Jeff's mouth. It tasted salty, but good. I began to clean my lover's face, slowly by surely enjoying the taste of cum with each lick. I could only imagine was Jeff's cream would taste like.
After finishing my cleaning, Jeff slid down my sweaty naked body and began to suck on my balls. I felt it and it felt good. Unfortunately my cock was spent. The poor guy had been worn out by an experienced cocksucker.
Jeff lifted my legs up in the air and began to devour my asshole. I could feel his tongue probing me, moistening my anus. It was a whole new pleasure in which I've never experienced. It looked like it was going to be that kind of day.
My eyes were closed and I felt like I was in a dream state. I quickly awoke as I felt the tip of Jeff's cock enter my ass. He was gentle and patient, but my ass was tight and the pain came quickly as he eased himself in. My asshole expanded to make room for Jeff's penis. It stretched and I winced as he continued entering me with his 7-inch cock.
Then Jeff stopped. He had filled my ass up. I could feel him inside me and with a little fear and a lot of excitement; I waited what was to come. Jeff began to pull out and then back in. Through the pain I began to feel pleasure. Seconds later the pain subsided and all I felt was joy of having a big fat cock in my ass.
Jeff began to quicken his pace. In and out, in and out...I began to moan his name. Jeff, who up to this point hadn't said a word, began to talk.
"Oh yes, I'm fucking your hot ass!"
"Yessss," I cried.
"Your so tight, uhhh yeah, Brad, how do you like your first ass fucking?"
"Ohhhh, yessss, I love it!"
"You're my little bitch aren't you? You need my cock!"
"Yesssss!"
"Say it!"
"I need you hard cock, ohh yesss, faster, I'm your bitch, fuck me Jeff, fuck me!"
Jeff was pounding my ass furiously. His balls were making loud slaps as he thrusted into me. I was moaning Jeff's name, as he was mine. We both were in total ecstasy. I was fingering my nipples and Jeff was stroking my cock as he fucked me. My cock was back and ready for more.
"Uhhhh, yesssss, Brad, ohh, your ass is so good, I can't hold off any longer, uhhhh."
"Jeff! Oh yes, Jeff! Fuck me like your little slut. Cum in my ass. I wanna feel you hot cock cum inside me, ohhhhh Jeff!"
My cock exploded once again. It was pointing up in the air and cum was flying all over me. Jeff, still stroking me stuck out his tongue and caught a few drops of my cum. This proved too much for Jeff as I heard him moan loudly, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he came.
I felt the muscles in his cock spasm and warm liquid spewed into my body. Stream after stream flowed as Jeff moaned and cried. I could feel the warmth of his cum in me. My cock was still spasming as he dumped his whole load in my ass.
Suddenly Jeff was done. He slowly pulled out and I heard a pop when his cock left my warm ass. I could feel cum dripping out of my asshole as Jeff laid next to me. He still had his shirt on so I quickly remedied that and sucked on his erect nipples. Jeff was exhausted. Quite frankly so was I. Both of us on our back with flaccid cocks looked at each other and kissed. I whispered the words "Thank You" to him. Jeff put his finger on my lips to keep me quiet and kissed me gently. We rolled up next to each other and melted into each other's arms. In that position we fell asleep, two naked men, holding each other after the most intense most electrifying sexual experience of our lives.
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Hmm, you'd think a who-gives-a-shit post will not be modded into oblivion? No one wants to see your shit. Actually, I'd be happy if it were the only thing that happened.
All the interesting positions in Linux are taken?
In the kernel, perhaps, and low-level network services. The barrier to entry is high there, and for the best possible reasons. The OS has become a phenomenon - and very very bright people continue to contribute. Lesser lights need not apply until they're more seasoned.
But that doesn't mean that there are applications out there. Many beautiful tools exist - but truly widespread adoption of Linux will require not just killer applications, but also many, many mundane little applications to fill all the niches where little Windows apps fit.
We all know about StarOffice/OpenOffice. But. . .
A really nice accounting package? A little one, like QuickBooks? Contact managers like GoldMine? Bigger CRM applications with all the bells and whistles?
These are projects that are begging to worked on, and completed. (And yes, I know that good work is being done on all these fronts already).
And these are just the sorts of projects that would convince people (at my company at least) to ditch Windows on the desktop once and for all. Even management is becoming painfully aware of Microsoft's hardball tactics, with this latest round of forced upgrades.
There are plenty of crucial positions left in Linux development. Only the shift is now moving away from the kernel and services, and toward real business applications.
Truly an exciting time. And we're only in the 2nd inning of the revolution.
Randy was going to be late, so he pushed down on the accelerator, increasing his speed to eighty-five as he sped up I-85, north of his hometown of Atlanta. It was Friday evening, and he was supposed to meet his lover Mark at his house at six o'clock, and it was already after six. The gym he had been to was packed that afternoon, and he couldn't rip himself away from the place. There were way too many hot men to look at. But he did skip the showers, and now he tried to make up some time as he drove.
At twenty-three, Randy already had a steady, well paying job, and the gay life in Atlanta was more exciting then he could ever imagine. He and Mark had been seeing each other for about six months, and they were passionate lovers. But Mark was a little more serious about their relationship, and he wanted to move in together, which Randy was hesitant to do. Mark was thirty, and he was ready to settle down. Randy thought of him as he weaved through the traffic. He could see Mark in his mind; about 5'11', short black hair, mustache, and a nice slim body. Randy began to get an erection as the picture of Mark nude floated through his head. His cock pushed against the flimsy fabric of his shorts, and Randy squeezed it with his left hand as he drove.
Randy didn't notice the Atlanta City policeman tailing him, and he jumped when he heard the siren blare behind him. He checked his speedometer; it read ninty miles an hour. Randy slowed down and pulled to the right side of the highway, and reluctantly slowed to a stop. He knew he had screwed up. The only problem was that his cock was still at full staff, and he could only try to hide it with his hands as the cop approached his Taurus. Randy could see him in his side mirror as he approached. He looked to be quite handsome, and in fine shape, but it was kind of difficult to tell through his uniform. Men in uniform proved to be one of Randy's intense turn-on's, and his heart skipped a beat as the policeman reached his window. The guy was gorgeous, and Randy felt weak.
"Good evening, sir. Liscense and registration please," the cop requested. Randy took his registration out of the glove box, and fumbled through his wallet to find his license. As he did so he had no choice to expose his bulging crotch. He didn't say a word as he handed them to the cop. He placed his hands back over his shorts in an attempt to hide his erection.
"Mr. Thompson, how fast do you think you were going?"
"Uhhh, I guess around ninety, officer."
"Good guess. I clocked you at ninety-three. Any explanation?"
"Well sir, I am just running late. I don't have any other reason." Randy's eyes moved to the officer's crotch, and he could see the obvious outline of a growing hard-on in his pants. His cock looked to be huge, and Randy felt like rubbing his own dick instead of trying to hide it. Randy looked at the pin on the officer's chest. It read C. Bryant. The cop was looking over Randy's license carefully, but it was difficult to really tell where he was looking due to the dark sunglasses he wore. Randy wondered if the cop was checking him out instead.
He could be into guys, Randy thought. Randy knew a cop once who told him most policemen are kinky anyways. Always the bold one, Randy decided to take a chance. He placed his hands on the steering wheel, exposing his raging hard-on, hidden only by his thin shorts. He looked up at the cop, and smiled broadly. He could see a bead of sweat running down the side of the officer's face, and at that moment the policeman removed his sunglasses. He was definitely looking at Randy's cock. Randy's eyes again moved to the growing bulge in the cops pants, and the outline of it was perfect, laying to the left, pushing against his tight trousers. Randy licked his lips without thinking. He was getting to this hunk of a man. The cop tried to keep some semblance of professionalism.
"Mr. Thompson, I will be right back," he said.
"Sure officer."
You forgot:
1. Anal
2. Doggie-style
3. Flying off a chandelier
4. Fist-fuck
There's probably more, but I can't think of them now.
If you're a company that is trying to compete directly against a free product, you're in trouble.
Now I understand why all those Linux companies went bankrupt. They were competing against each other!
The cop went to his car, and he was only there for about five minutes. During this time Randy kept squeezing his cock over and over. When the officer came back to his car, the head of his dick protruded out from his shorts and the crown glistened with pre-cum. Randy was enjoying this. As the policeman again stood by his car, Randy could see a wet spot on his pants. Sweat was pouring off his face now.
"Randy, I am going to let you off this time, but please keep the speed down. By the way, my name is Charlie. I get off work soon. Would you like to go drink a beer with me?"
Randy was stunned. The guy was asking him out.
"Well Charlie, I would love to do that, but I have to meet my friend Mark at my house. We could meet you."
Randy could see Charlie was staring at his cock again. He pulled back his shorts to expose the entire length. He heard Charlie groan.
"Great. Do you know of the bar Hideaways?" Charlie asked.
"Yes, been there a few times. It's a cool place."
"Meet around eight?" he asked.
"Sure, sounds good."
"Good. See you then."
And he got in his patrol car and sped off. Randy told Mark of his experience when he got home, and to his surprise, Mark was all for it. They showered together, ate some dinner, and drove to Hideaways, getting there a little before eight. Charlie was already there, sitting at the bar, surrounded by three other men. Charlie left them as he saw Randy and Mark come in, the he greeted Randy with a hug. Randy introduced Charlie to Mark, and they all sat at a table, getting to know each other.
Randy and Mark wore jeans, but Charlie was dressed in tight shorts and a tank top, and he oozed confidence and sexuality. Randy and Charlie were dominating the conversation, while Mark just seemed to listen. Every once in a while Charlie would sneak a glance at the bulge in Randy's jeans, and he could feel his stomach churn. It was that special, sexual feeling. Randy could see Charlie's erection in through his nylon shorts, and it was an even clearer profile of this man's huge cock. Randy new it was going to be an exciting evening.
As the night wore on, the three men discussed having sex, plain and simple. Randy was pleased to here that Charlie was as submissive as Mark and wild thoughts ran through his mind. It was around 10:30 by then, and he made the strong suggestion that the three of them go somewhere, either to Charlie's or to Mark's. Charlie quickly agreed they should go to his house, and the three of them left the bar for the short drive to Charlie's place.
His house was in a relatively nice part of Atlanta; it was a nice two-story, with a basement. Charlie obviously was making a nice living as a policeman, or perhaps he was just very frugal with his money. At any rate, soon they were sitting at the kitchen table, each man drinking another beer. Randy and Charlie still did most of the talking, with Mark listening attentively. After only a few minutes, Charlie suggested that they all grab a few more beers and head upstairs to the master bedroom. Once there, the three men stripped, without saying a word. Charlie was the first one nude, and he watched as the two men in front of him slowly removed their clothes.
Charlie's cock was hard, pushing out from the dark patch of pubic hair, and it pulsed to his heartbeat. He watched as Mark knelt in front of Randy; both men were nude now, and Mark began to lick the sides of Randy's cock. Charlie moved to their side of the bed, and he bent over the edge, right next to Randy. Randy began to massage Charlie's balls, which were high and tight against his body. Mark was soon taking Randy's cock deep down his throat, and Randy took his head in his right hand, fucking Mark's face. Mark was stroking his cock as he went down on Randy, and moaning loudly as Randy's balls bounced off his chin. He loved sucking Randy.
During the time that Mark and Randy had been seeing each other, Randy had definitely asserted himself as the "top" in the relationship, which suited Mark just fine. He was a natural "bottom". Mark was very feminine in the way he acted and his slender body and round butt turned Randy into an animal. Mark would give Randy head anywhere he liked. He simply loved the way Randy made love to him, always fucking him in different positions. They would fuck fast and hard one night, and then slowly and softly the next. Mark felt totally dependent on him, and would do most anything to make him happy. Both of them had not slept with any other men since they started seeing each other, but Mark was willing to let Randy have all the fun he wanted with Charlie. If it made Randy happy, it made Mark happy.
Randy had Mark's shoulder length hair rolled up into a knot in his hand. In this way he could make Mark suck him at any pace he wanted, and Mark always kept up. He was an expert cocksucker, and Randy loved the way Mark's cheeks sucked in and out as he slid the entire shaft down, and then back up, his throat. But Charlie was something else, and Randy could not take his eyes off that tight hairy ass. Charlie was up on his toes now, moaning softly at Randy's caressing of his balls. The round cheeks of his ass flexed each time Randy squeezed his nuts, and Randy knew that this man was primed to be fucked. Randy had been in a few threesomes before Mark, and he the situation he was now in reminded him of how sexually exciting it was.
Your wisdom never ceases to amaze me.
How goes the Senate?
All the lesser lights can work on BSD to gain some experience.
Here he was with two submissive men, and he loved it. He reached farther under Charlie, taking his hard cock in his hand. By this time, Charlie was ready for anything. He hadn't had a man in months, and he was way too horny for that. Feeling Randy stroke his erection nearly sent him over the edge, but he was able to keep control, barely. Charlie spun around, and dropped to his knees next to Mark. Charlie was still pumping Mark's mouth full of hard cock, and Charlie inched forward. Randy let go of Mark's hair, but Mark didn't miss a beat, keeping up his sucking of Randy's erection. Charlie began to lick at Randy's balls, swirling his tongue in circles. Randy finally broke the silence.
"Mark, feed him my cock," Randy dictated.
Slowly, Mark let Randy's cock slip out of his mouth. Then he lightly grasped it in his left hand as Randy turned slightly toward Charlie. Mark then guided Randy's big dick into Charlie's begging mouth, and Charlie moaned a long sigh of sexual release as he felt the soft skin of Randy's mouth slide between his lips.
"Yes, that's it, you cop-stud you, suck my cock, you know you love it," Randy encouraged. "Mark, go down on him now."
Mark bent over, and he began to slowly lick the head of Charlie's dick.
"Ohhhhhhhhmmmmmppphhhhhhhhh," Charlie groaned as he kept up his oral assault on Randy's cock. Hearing Randy call him a "cop-stud" had really made his heart skip a beat. He loved that. He wanted Charlie to fuck him; it was that simple. And he had to have it now.
Charlie pulled off of Randy's cock, and stood up, wrenching his own hard-on out of Mark's mouth. He partly pushed, partly eased Randy back onto the bed, and crawled on top of him, feeling Randy's cock slide between the cheeks of his ass. Randy could feel the hair on Charlie's ass sliding all over his dick, and it made his cock jump. Charlie leaned over and slid his tongue deep into Randy's mouth, and the two men enjoyed a deep French kiss. Mark jumped up on the bed also, and began to stroke Charlie's cock with both hands. These three men were now on sexual overdrive, and they writhed and groped like animals.
Charlie got off the bed for a second, and reached into his nightstand drawer, taking out a bottle of lubrication. Mark began to run his tongue up and down the sides of Randy's cock, keeping him extremely hard. Charlie poured some of the lube into his hand, and began to rub it all over his ass. He stared at Randy's cock as Mark kept him hard. Charlie rubbed the oil up and down the crack of his ass, and he slowly penetrated himself with his index finger. His muscles instantly relaxed, and he knew he was ready for Randy. He slowly moved back on top of him, and as he did, Mark moved behind him.
Randy pulled Charlie down to him, and once again they shared a passionate kiss. Mark took Randy's cock in his hand, and began to guide it into Charlie. The head of his cock pushed past the opening, and Randy moaned at the warmth. Mark had never before seen anything so sexy. His man was fucking another man. Mark stood back and stroked his cock, and just watched as Randy pushed deeper into Charlie. Mark was ever-so-lightly squeezing his balls as he jacked off, and he relished in the sight of Randy's cock driving deeper into Charlie's round ass. Charlie began to ride up and down on Randy's cock in a steady rhythm, and Randy was holding Charlie's cock and balls in his hands, relishing the sight of Charlie's obvious delight.
"Oh man, oh damn Randy. Fuck me baby. Fuck this tight cop ass," Charlie whispered.
Mark took the opportunity to stand up on the bed, balancing himself on Charlie's shoulders, straddling Randy. He offered his cock to Charlie, and Charlie greedily took it in his mouth. Charlie's hunger for cock was simply overwhelming his senses and he grabbed Mark by his ass, pulling that thick cock in and out of his mouth. Mark was groaning at the pleasure Charlie was giving him. He would take Mark fully in his mouth, and then slowly work his way back to the crown of his cock, finishing the stroke by swirling his tongue in circles around the tip. Then he would dive back down again. Randy was now fucking him at any pace he wanted; he would fuck at a steady rhythm, and then increase his speed. At this point, Randy knew what he wanted to happen. All three men would orgasm together.
"Mark, ready to cum soon?" Randy asked.
Mark was holding the back of Charlie's head with one hand and massaging his own balls with the other. Charlie was trying to suck the cum right out of him. "Oh yes, yes, Randy. Cop-stud here gives...oh fuck...great...head."
"Ready, cop-stud?" Charlie's cock was lubricated with his own pre-cum, and Randy could tell by the feel of this throbbing dick that he was ready. A few more good strokes and Charlie would blast his cum. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmm." That was all Charlie could manage to say, his mouth being filled with Mark's cock.
The sight of Mark's ass above him was driving Randy to the edge. He was now motionless; Charlie was doing all the work, continuing to impale that round ass on his cock. A few upward thrusts was all Randy would need to reach his peak, but Charlie would cum first, and then he and Mark would fill Charlie full of cum.
"I'm close, Randy," Mark called out.
"Mark, when he cums, we cum, got it?" Randy ordered.
"Yessssssssss," Mark replied.
Randy formed a tunnel with both of his hands, wrapping them around Charlie's hard cock. He pumped his hands twice, stopped, and squeezed.
Charlie's eyes were wide open, and as he started to orgasm, he pulled Mark's cock all the way into his mouth, grabbing at Mark's ass as hard as he could. Hot streams of fluid began to spray from Charlie's cock. It was uncontrollable, due to Randy's cock splitting him open. Charlie could not use his muscles to regulate his orgasm. His cock, with a mind of it's own now, just blasted cum all over Randy's body. Charlie never made a sound through all of this.
Randy was amazed by the volume of cum Charlie was raining all over him. His face, neck, shoulders, and chest were being covered in Charlie's cum. Charlie's cock felt so incredibly hard in his hands; he could not help but wonder what it would be like to feel it inside him.
Mark was beginning to orgasm as he fucked Charlie's mouth. His legs shook, and every muscle in his body was tensing up. Randy never sucked his cock like this. It was always the other way around: he would suck Randy before Randy fucked him. He loved Randy, but the thought of cumming in another man's mouth was incredible for him. Mark threw his head back and closed his eyes. He could feel cum splattering on his legs as Charlie writhed in orgasm. He could feel Charlie squeezing his ass tightly. Mark held Charlie's head, and he began pump his cum into Charlie's mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk... Yesssssssssssssssss," Mark yelled. He started to fuck Charlie's mouth, driving his cock in and out. He could feel the blasts of air from Charlie's nostrils as he shot stream after stream of juice into Charlie's hungry throat. Mark was tossing his head back and forth as he did his best to stay standing as he orgasmed. Mark was feeling total pleasure as Charlie devoured him.
Charlie was concentrating on drinking Mark's cum, and he made sure he breathed deeply though his nose. He welcomed Mark's orgasm deep down his throat. His own cock, shooting long streams of hot cum, seemed to be detached from his body, his orgasm off in the distance somewhere. For some reason he thought about his love for all men, his homosexuality a badge of honor to be worn like his police force badge. He loved these two men. He loved them for making him feel so fulfilled.
When Mark started to orgasm, Randy could no longer hold off. He drove his cock into Charlie's ass one last time, and he erupted, still jacking Charlie's cock with both hands.
"Ohhhhhhhh...damn...yesssssssssss...cop-stud!" Randy bellowed. His cock grew even harder, and he shot deep into Charlie's ass. Randy raised his head to see Charlie's cock still spewing forth streams of cum, and he pointed it directly at his own face, feeling the juice splatter on his lips. It seemed as though his own cum was shooting into Charlie, and then forcing its way back out through that hard dick in front of him. Charlie's ass was like a furnace, taking in Randy's fire.
Hearing Randy cum inspired Mark to fuck Charlie's mouth even faster. He continued to fill his mouth, although the intensity was subsiding. He could only wonder at Charlie's ability to drink such a huge volume of his fluid.
Charlie stiffened as Randy shot off inside him. His cum was hot, almost burning him from the inside. He loved being filled by men, and he felt total pleasure. He would want it again and again and again.
The three men were all cumming together. Sounds of sex filled the room: groaning, slurping bodies slapping together. It seemed to go on for minutes. Slowly, the sounds began to subside, and the bodies fell from one another. Randy, Mark, and Charlie all rested on the bed next to each other, kissing and feeling each other. After some time, three hard cocks appeared, desiring more caresses. For Randy, Mark, and their cop-stud, the night would go on forever.
Slow Down Gayboy!
Actually, I would like to have asked him if he still receives occasional "pizza payments" for Samba.
Don't know if it still says it, but in the old docs for Samba, they used to have an address where you could FedEx pizza donations to the Samba team.
Now *that's* my idea of compensation. Free as in beer? Well, what goes better with free beer than free pizza!
If it ain't broke, it doesn't have enough features yet.
Moderators!
Pull your heads out of your asses!
That is all
When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
No one has taken this position yet. Its certainly interesting. Are you interested? Go on, admit it!
I bet you've been reading the gay sex posts further up as well havn't you? No need to be ashamed, just admit it.
Whether he's employed and whether O.S. projects contributed to his employement prospects aren't really important, are they? The guy is obviously talented. I suspect his employment prospects are a result of his ability, not a result of the result of his abilities. At least, I'd hope that's the case.
A really nice accounting package? A little one, like QuickBooks? Contact managers like GoldMine? Bigger CRM applications with all the bells and whistles?
These are projects that are begging to worked on, and completed. (And yes, I know that good work is being done on all these fronts already).
And these are just the sorts of projects that would convince people (at my company at least) to ditch Windows on the desktop once and for all. Even management is becoming painfully aware of Microsoft's hardball tactics, with this latest round of forced upgrades.
So can we all assume that you're busy working on these types of applications to enrich the available software base for Linux? Or should we more correctly assume that you're simply sat about on Slashdot whining that there arn't any applications that do what you want?
You guys were fast...
Is it a new thing in Slashdot, people reading the article and browsing the link before writing a pun ?
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It takes 40+ muscles to frown, but only four to extend your arm and bitchslap the motherfucker
Forget all the other replies to this post. The entire idea of Linux and it's You-Want-It-You-Build-It approach is very silly. If I want a tool that I can't build, I can certainly encourage others to make it through other means of assistance, IE - software/hardware donations, monetary donations, other project investments and involvement...
Linux is being held back not only by its lack of quality offerings in a few software genres (Such as the aforementioned QuickBooks), but also by the utter *glut* of offerings in some of the other areas. It's really daunting for some people that most Linux distributions come on five or six CDs and Windows only comes on one. I thought distributions were supposed to be like customized toolsets for different people and different situations. If this is the case, then why do all the distributions have almost all the same software?
Hear hear, man. Mod parent UP.
If it isnt kernel dev, it isnt linux apps, it's UNIX apps. Anyone who codes Linux only features into userland is simply coding for the worst UNIX out there.
I must say that Andrew seems to be very aware of Samba's direction and future. He also seems to be very honest about the delevopment-to-date. I really liked how he points out the learning phases, from concept to write to rewrite that Samba has taken over the years. My only concern would be that as awesome as Samba is, that Microsoft would dump the SMB protocol completely, rendering the current implementations useless with newer Microsoft OS'. Right now, my employer (like most other employers) use Windows on its servers and desktops, the only exceptions are the CAD designer's that I and my buddy take care of, but we have Samba running on our Sun E450, authenticating to our Windows PDC and it works great. It be really suck if they upgrade our Windows servers to a newer version that doesn't support SMB, but that would just be the next challenge to software developers to once again try and accomadate Microsoft, and once again prove that no matter what Microsoft does, hackers will always find a way. Hooray for Andrew and all hackers like him.
One word: AutoCAD.
(Someone showed me a non-Free, relatively cheap CAD package for Linux, but I'm suggesting a GPL equivalent).
Also, you'll get some pretty heavy heat on the style issue. Casting malloc(), using redundant parantheses on sizeof (i.e. treating it as a function or macro), performing micro-operations (which the compiler/interpreter does a much better job of) are all grounds for assault.
comp.lang.c will set you straight within a couple of weeks (given you're willingness to be humiliated on a regular basis), and you'll be still be learning things after years of regular reading. Again: comp.lang.c is very strict: if comp.lang.c++ is Woodstock, comp.lang.c is a Nazi concentration camp. Okay maybe I'm overselling it a bit
As for automatic code checkers, use lclint liberally. There's also the mythical Stanford patch for gcc (at least I think it's from Stanford; one of those pretentious schools anyway) that was used to find many Linux bugs.
Seriously, just start posting random tiny (no longer than 3 or 4 small functions, or else people will get bored of reading) snippets of code to comp.lang.c. 95% of posters can't even get a satisfactory Hello World! on their first try.
interview with Tridge, of Samba and Tivo fame. He's one of the most important folks in all of Linux,
Someone needs a sound beating with a clue stick. Samba has NOTHING to do with Linux. Samba is an open sourced SMB fileserver. It can run on most any UNIX box, so it runs on things like AIX, BSD, Solaris, SCO, etc la. It also happens to run on any of the 180+ linux distros.
Unless Linux is now a blanket term for any code that might run on some random Linux distro.
I mean "micro-optimisations", not "micro-operations". Now I've got to sit and do nothing for another 45 seconds until I can post this.
Have you tried intelliCAD?
Jaysyn
There is a war going on for your mind.
Those are not fun. Amateurs/hackers work on fun things. If you want non-fun things, you have to pay someone to do it.
As copyright owner of this comment, I authorize everyone to defeat any technological measure which limits access to it.
Did no one else notice that this interview is from July? I think /.'s already posted this once before. Reading over the interview, I know that I've read this before...
A Karma Whore.
Shut the fuck up.
Didn't even look like a goatlink.
the interview was in the july issue (as the bottom of each page in the linked article indicates). the interview itself could have taken place a month or two earlier than that. So likely he was still employed then.
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QuickBooks is neither nice nor little. I should know, I have to use that junkware here @ work to do my time tracking. I think clay tablets would be preferable.
Okay, this is so far the second place I've seen this mentioned. Does anyone have any more info on Microsoft dropping SMB? Info on what they'll allegedly replace it with? I haven't been able to dig up any real dirt on this, and I haven't gotten more than hearsay, this snippet here and a mention in passing by an Apple sales guy. Any info would be helpful.
Depends on your definition of fun. Personally I get a lot of satisfaction/enjoyment/warm-fuzzies from building stuff that people use.
As i'm sure others do too.
If enough people make enough noise about wating package X, someone will go write it. I promise.
My only concern would be that as awesome as Samba is, that Microsoft would dump the SMB protocol completely, rendering the current implementations useless with newer Microsoft OS
I don't think they CAN make it completely unusable with previous versions of SMB or else no previous Windows products could work with it either, unless you're forced to download a new networking patch for EVERY Windows PC on your network. Course, if it was installed via the next IE update, then it might work...
If previous Windows clients can't talk to the new stuff, people will think VERY long about upgrading and having to throw away all the current investment.
creation science book
I have a lot of respect for people like tridge. They do what they do not for money or fame ... but because they kicks out it! I hope a lot of open source software stays this way.
I'm still a student and had the luck privelege of being taught an operating systems subject by tridge at the ANU (our assignments involved hacking the kernel!). It was also great hanging out out a linux user group meetings where tridge was talking about how he was reverse engineering bits of the tivo to get it to work with PAL tv (before they were thinking about networking it)- soldering leds to the board and stuff like that.
It is really inspiring, but he has a point when talking about students and their contribution to development, where does a fumbling student get to make a real difference these days?
Windows-only. Proprietary.
I think the problem is a little different than the project being "fun" or not.
Me? My team and I built and maintain a homegrown oracle-based solution that stitches together contact management, accounting, and production management for a little manufacturing firm here in Chicago.
I find these things... fun.
The problem is - it takes a lot of expertise and insight (garnered only through painful experience) to build applications heavy in accounting and business-logic functions . . . expertise that goes beyond what is normally taught in a CS program in school.
And recruiting people with expertise outside the computer science realm into open source development (without paying them - your point is well taken here) can be really difficult.
There just aren't that many people with cross-disciplinary expertise who aren't buried in paying-job-type work and who are willing to donate to the cause.
One thing I'd like to say is that Open Source software helps you develop the tools you need as well as making a product you can sell.
especially for the scripted languages
By producing an ever increasingly complex domain for us to work in benefits the whole human race. It's a very political position to be in.
It doesn't depress the job market, it creates niche and opportunity within businesses.
The future is rosy for IT save for no electricity!
don't close the source and hold me to ransom, that isn't nice.
I heard someone say that you should expect government ministers lie because "that's the way the world works". bleh, it doesn't have to.
There are places where the networks are not touching,and there are places where they are-Boeing's Lori Gunter
What will no doubt continue to happen is new versions of SMB that are negotiated between machines if both support them. That DOS 3.3 client winds up talking a much simpler version of SMB than a Windows 2000 client would negotiate with a Windows 2000 server. So eventually you discover that your old clients don't support some fancy new feature or performance enhancement. But they should continue to work as they have.
When I worked at Microsoft there were stories that SMB would be dropped in favor of something else. One of these was the famous "HTTP redirector", which would be a client that connected to a web server to replace SMB. One big advantage of HTTP is that it allows a file to be read with one single network roundtrip. SMB separates out the operations of open, read, and close a file (those take up 3 separate SMBs). Now the protocol also allows SMBs to be combined in a single request, but various cruftiness that have built up in the protocol prevents you from actually packaging an open, read, and close in one packet and getting a response back with all the data in one roundtrip. This "small file read" test is a favorite of labs doing performance tests, so although HTTP is slightly larger and slower to parse, that all winds up being noise compared to doing the whole small file read in one roundtrip.
Unfortunately HTTP has some *disadvantages*, in particular a lot of the other semantics supported in SMB, like printing and locks and various security protocols, are not supported, so those would have to be invented. The push for an HTTP redirector seemed to be coming from the Internet Explorer and IIS teams (I worked on NT). In fact one IIS person confidently told me about 4 years ago that SMB was doomed. But it continues to live on and the various HTTP redirector projects seem to have stalled. But for all I know it is still bubbling around somewhere (or several places) at Microsoft.
- adam
From the interview:
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AT: It depends how related it is. If Microsoft does a completely new protocol, it would make far more sense to have a second package. Whether I do that package or not depends on how stupid I feel at the time.
LM: How stupid do you feel right now?
BWAHAHAHA!!
" . . . (who recently jumped ship from Linuxcare to work at VA Linux Systems) . .
I wanted his answer to be, " really stupid considering the companies I have worked for lately."
Nah, can't get that lucky.
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ms introduced port 445, 'microsoft-ds', with win2k. one can completely disable netbios on a system and still transfer files, but network neighborhood won't work anymore - it's going to be a short amount of time before there's something to replace that.
Not autocad equivalent, but useful none the less:
:-( ), 3D CAD system.
varkon is a competent, GPL, parametric (and parametric only
It's popular in europe for making application-specific CAD frontends, say living room designs, with furniture you just plonk down, or aircraft, with wings you that you just say "wing here, aerfoil type NACA-32" or whatever - i.e. it's good at parametrics. It sucks for simple on-the-fly autocad-newbie-style drawing though.
opencascade is a VERY powerful open source solid modelling 3D kernel, a little like the ACIS kernel AutoCAD uses - but there's no finished end-user CAD system built around it. Yet...
There are plenty of crucial positions left in Linux development. Only the shift is now moving away from the kernel and services, and toward real business applications.
I think you're confusing your definition of "Linux" with "Unix".
The farther away from the kernel you get, the less Linux-specific your program is. That's why you mentioned the kernel and low-level networking programs.
Say I write one of your suggested projects, which you say is to fill the gap in the Linux application field and which you say will make me a Linux developer. What happens when somebody takes my source code, compiles it on a FreeBSD workstation and runs my little application? Oops! Does that mean I'm a FreeBSD developer now?
Development on top of free operating systems shouldn't be done from such a narrow viewpoint. When it comes to computing professionals who like to be able to run a computer without running to the Micros~1 Store for an operating system first, you could say that "we're all in the same boat".
~ Give me 101 plastic soldiers, and I will conquer the world.
If any project deserves developers, it's this one.
Life's a bitch but somebody's gotta do it.
He marked some of mine when I took his Operating Systems Unit at Uni.
How I supposed to know you shouldn't use 'float' in the kernel. The code worked, that was good enough for me. Still not 100% sure I know why this is the case.
Everything I am today I owe to people, whom it is now to late to punish."
ms introduced port 445, 'microsoft-ds', with win2k. one can completely disable netbios on a system and still transfer files, but network neighborhood won't work anymore - it's going to be a short amount of time before there's something to replace that.
Not quite. The 445 stuff is actually SMB. It's just not over NetBIOS. That little 4 byte header is left blank (or maybe it encodes a length, I don't remember exactly). And Network Neighborhood (aka Browsing) is replaced with similar functionality using Active Directory I beleive. Later versions of Samba support the CIFS on port 445 I beleive.