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PC/104 Linux Minicluster - miniHowTo
coldfire writes: "At LISA2001 there was a neat presentation on a PC104 based mini-parallel computer. It seems that the how-to has now been posted, for the world to behold." From last year or not, this has some great pictures.
I would have so had first post, except that I went to look at the pr0n that was loading in the other browser before I saw that my 444th reload indeed came back with a new story.
Alas.
My balls hurt.
second post!
I am a lesbian, deeply involved with a woman of lusty beauty such as most men will never know. Her hair is short and blonde. Her face is bold, with a nice sexy square jaw. She has small breasts, and muscular arms and legs, and even a slight hint of a six-pack. Just the mere thought of her body gets my juices flowing.
She and I have been carpet munching for well over five years now. We love each other deeply, but it seems we've reached an impasse in our relationship. Every night, I lick and I lick and I lick. I finger, finger, finger. I also get the attention back with all sorts of creative ideas from my partner. Everything from dildos, to finger paints (when I am on my period), to meat tenderizer. However, no matter how much sexual gratification we exchange, it seems to be wearing down.
One day, while surfing on Slashdot, I learned about an interesting technique involving a turkey baster. The basic idea is that you fill a turkey baster with semen, then insert that tool into the vagina, and squeeze out its contents. With this in mind, I contemplated the idea of getting pregnant with this method, and having a baby with my partner.
I approached my beautiful mate and asked him if she wanted to have a baby. Her face lit up! She seemed to be excited; imbued with new life! However, the euphoria rapidly dissipated when she came to the realization that she did not possess the proper equipment to get me pregnant. I quickly responded that "indeed you do have the right equipment! It's in the kitchen, I'll show you." Promptly, we waltzed into the kitchen and out of a drawer, I produced the turkey baster that would bring a new life into world.
The next job was to find a source of sperm. Sperm is not hard to come by. Men ejaculate tens of thousands of gallons of it every day. We figured it'd be easy to acquire a nice hot, steaming load of cum from virtually any man. One day, I stood outside the door of our home, close to the sidewalk, top-less, and perking my lively breasts at any man who passed. Most simply gawked, but some actually tried to touch, but quickly walked away before doing so. Pretty soon, a nice young man came along who took such an interest in my tits that he seemed to forget about all else! Before long, I had him in our house and I was giving him a blowjob before he even knew what happened. As soon as he shot a big load into my mouth, I grabbed the baster and spit the load into it. He looked puzzled, but quickly realized the bizarre situation he was in and left immediately. I paid him no mind.
"Quickly," I shouted to my lover, "fuck me with this thing!" My lover grabbed the baster, thrust it into my eager beaver, and began to thrust like she was a man. I rubbed her clit and fingered her and she tweaked my boobs and fondled my own clit. When we were both about to climax, she squeezed the bulb of the turkey baster, squirting the whole load deep into my uterus. The warm, thick feeling of it drove me wild! When we were done, we rubbed oil all over each other's bodies, praying to the Lord Jesus that we would get pregnant.
Over the next few weeks, signs of something unusual began to show. As it turns out, I was not only pregnant, I had herpes too. Fucking Hemos! My life was turned upside down, but that's for another day...
As a professional consultant for a major Fortune 500 software company, I've recently gotten involved in the whole open source phenomenon as started by Linus Torvalds and Richard Stallman with the release of the GNU/Linux operating system (or is it Linux? I'm not too sure on this point).
Anyway, after having compiled a report on the commercial viability of open source as an alternative to closed source in the e-commerce/b2b world, I've become quite interested in Linux myself, and thanks to a handy Corel Linux distribution, consider myself to be someway to becoming a "guru" as people here like to call themselves.
Anyway, my point is that Slackware, as a distribution, doesn't give out the professional image that Linux is trying to gain at the moment. On one hand, you've got respectable players like Red Hat, Corel and SCO pushing Linux's corporate image to new levels of respectibility, but on the other hand you've got a distribution named "Slackware", hardly the name your tech-savvy CTO wants to represent a core part of their enterprise solution.
The whole name seems to give the distribution a half-finished, "slack" even, image, surely not one that's in anybody's best interest, whether they be the average long-haired Linux sysadmin or a suited CTO looking for the next big thing. And this image taints all of Linux.
No, whilst Slackware may produce a decent distribution, they definitely need to think about a name change to ensure continued acceptance in the increasingly corporate-driven Linux market.
As a marketing guy it is my JOB to dictate technology. You seem to have a 'developers outlook', fair enough, but trust me we in marketing know what sells and that's the bottom line. (I'm sorry if this conflicts with your left-wing views)
My corporation believes that Linux has the potential to become the next "Pokemon". However we have a real serious problem marketing it to the most lucrative segment of the marketplace, namely the upscale domestic consumer.
All our research shows that in normalised double-blind brand-recognition tests, Linux has statistically insignificant recognition among our target demographic (ABC1 Urban professionals and second wave adopters).
What we are seeing is that Linux is let down by its utterly and completely lame marketing, and the image it has (rightly or wrongly) as the "OS of choice for rocket scientists and propellerheads". (that was an actual quote taken from one of our focus groups).
Our plan is to market Linux to people who want to maintain the appearance of being "techno- savvy", a kind of technological one upmanship if you like.
I cannot give out too many details at the moment, but imagine for a moment this concept:
Linux - The European Luxury Sedan of Operating Systems
We are thinking in terms of a premium distribution, perhaps packaged in a polished wooden velvet lined box, with a set of large leather bound, gold embossed manuals, which will look great on the aging CEOs desk (where we believe it may well stay, unopened), and demonstrate to his subordinates that he "gets it" and is as techno savvy as the spotty young MCSEs running his servers.
Think BMW/Mercedes, there is a large section of the American public which worships all things European, and you don't get much more European than Linux.
We believe that with this kind of high-conceptual packaging, we can charge around $395.95 for our distribution (on a par with NT prices), which when you consider the OS itself is free, and the CD will cost around 45c to produce is a tremendous return on our investment.
There are also plans for branded golf clubs/bags and ties/cufflinks which announce to the world at large just how "Linux-savvy" you are, in no uncertain terms.
Finally, we do have plans to IPO, but this rests to a large extent on the Linux community growing up, and behaving in a way compatible with the aspirations of our target demographic.
I'm sorry to say this means losing the left-wing posturing, the body piercings, the black trenchcoat, the hero-worship of Linus Torvals and Alan Cox.
Also we cannot think of a name for the new distribution. We thought of EuroLinux, but that was a bit too obvious.
We welcome suggestions for a name.
FUck..i wanted to have the first page widening post, but I coulnd't seem to find any on other discussions, nor coudl I whip one out in the time I was willing to put into it...what's the currestn status of page widening on /.?
thx,
ac
I am a lesbian, deeply involved with a woman of lusty beauty such as most men will never know. Her hair is short and blonde. Her face is bold, with a nice sexy square jaw. She has small breasts, and muscular arms and legs, and even a slight hint of a six-pack. Just the mere thought of her body gets my juices flowing.
She and I have been carpet munching for well over five years now. We love each other deeply, but it seems we've reached an impasse in our relationship. Every night, I lick and I lick and I lick. I finger, finger, finger. I also get the attention back with all sorts of creative ideas from my partner. Everything from dildos, to finger paints (when I am on my period), to meat tenderizer. However, no matter how much sexual gratification we exchange, it seems to be wearing down.
One day, while surfing on Slashdot, I learned about an interesting technique involving a turkey baster. The basic idea is that you fill a turkey baster with semen, then insert that tool into the vagina, and squeeze out its contents. With this in mind, I contemplated the idea of getting pregnant with this method, and having a baby with my partner.
I approached my beautiful mate and asked him if she wanted to have a baby. Her face lit up! She seemed to be excited; imbued with new life! However, the euphoria rapidly dissipated when she came to the realization that she did not possess the proper equipment to get me pregnant. I quickly responded that "indeed you do have the right equipment! It's in the kitchen, I'll show you." Promptly, we waltzed into the kitchen and out of a drawer, I produced the turkey baster that would bring a new life into world.
The next job was to find a source of sperm. Sperm is not hard to come by. Men ejaculate tens of thousands of gallons of it every day. We figured it'd be easy to acquire a nice hot, steaming load of cum from virtually any man. One day, I stood outside the door of our home, close to the sidewalk, top-less, and perking my lively breasts at any man who passed. Most simply gawked, but some actually tried to touch, but quickly walked away before doing so. Pretty soon, a nice young man came along who took such an interest in my tits that he seemed to forget about all else! Before long, I had him in our house and I was giving him a blowjob before he even knew what happened. As soon as he shot a big load into my mouth, I grabbed the baster and spit the load into it. He looked puzzled, but quickly realized the bizarre situation he was in and left immediately. I paid him no mind.
"Quickly," I shouted to my lover, "fuck me with this thing!" My lover grabbed the baster, thrust it into my eager beaver, and began to thrust like she was a man. I rubbed her clit and fingered her and she tweaked my boobs and fondled my own clit. When we were both about to climax, she squeezed the bulb of the turkey baster, squirting the whole load deep into my uterus. The warm, thick feeling of it drove me wild! When we were done, we rubbed oil all over each other's bodies, praying to the Lord Jesus that we would get pregnant.
Over the next few weeks, signs of something unusual began to show. As it turns out, I was not only pregnant, I had herpes too. Fucking Hemos! My life was turned upside down, but that story is for another day...
Dude, you gotta remember to not swear during the interview... it's not the brightest idea to swear on the job at all, but if they use Microsoft products they oughtta be use to it by now. But during the interview itself, very big nono.
Oh. Another thing, that clip-on plastic bowtie you got out of the crackerjack box, that doesn't really count. You need a real tie, made out of cloth. It would also be good if the tie you pick out didn't depict various skeletons fornicating in various styles. Plain blue would be my recommendation. Take this advice, and in 10 years when the economy recovers, you oughtta be able to get a job you aren't qualified for, just like in the good ole days of 1997.
And into fishing? If so, consider Wading with Wendell!
suck my fucking cock and balls, nigger.
mmm, taste that man chowder
thank you for your reply! that is quite the good story, it got me hard. i like to eat a girl out from behind too, even if there's no ass involved. hell, i love to eat pussy every-which-way:)
:D
i know what you mean about urging to eat someone out. i get that sometimes.
thanks again for the reply! please post more stories on slashdot about sex.
I was actually going to moderate some posts in this topic until I discovered all 5 points would be wasted in 'Redundant'
Okay, this story isn't as cool as yours, but a couple years ago I came down with the flu. My girlfriend came over to help me feel better, one thing led to another, and eventually we were both naked in my bed. We started 69'ing, and she was on top. But, being sick, my nose was all clogged and numb from the numerous tissues I had used, so I couldn't smell or feel anything with it. We had turned the lights down to add to the romance of the situation, so I really couldn't see much. But, after only a couple minutes, my girlfriend came hard. Apparently my nose had been rubbing her anus in a fashion appropriate for stimulating. I'm pretty glad I couldn't smell, and I have to admit I've been hesitant to 69 after this incident because of my fear of getting a nose full of ass.
minix
that's actually an earlier *nix-type operating system. not sure if whether it's a Linux precursor, but linux contains drivers for minix filesystem.
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