Paleontological Musings On Tux?
ibm1130 asks: "I was unpacking, since I had recently moved from Virginia back to Silicon Valley, and I came across an old piece of technological ephemera. To whit a 'UNIX Pocket Guide' issued by Link Advanced Products Division, an entity once housed in what is now the Fry's in Sunnyvale, CA and for whose parent I once toiled in upstate NY. I'm not sure where I really got the thing. The booklet is dated Aug 1983 and on the front cover is a small cartoon of a penguin in front of a computer console. I'll probably take the thing to this year's SVLUG UNIX picnic. Now it's highly unlikely that Linus ever saw a copy of the booklet, although Finnair did have some Link-built flight simulators at one point, in the correct 90's time-frame, and some of them may have been hosted on UNIX boxes (possibly Motorola board sets in Schroff boxes with 68010 or 68015 chips for CPUs, IIRC ). It is however kind of interesting that Linus wasn't the first person to associate our mascot with the Unix continuum. A later version of the same booklet is a much slicker product but is minus the cartoon and the Link APO attribution. Does anybody have/know of an older instance of the Penguin-Unixverse connection?"
I was sitting there pondering if I should fart. My ass was percolating something fierce. It was a hard, coprolitc shit earlier, hard and tearing at the rectal walls. I thought I cleared my colon like a dog on Ex-Lax. I was thinking, the percolating bubbling brown latex paint like mixture with bergs of snickers - was it all out?
I ripped a few sets of ass without event. The farts came off as a sour rhubarb and garbage smell; quite relieving. Bunting a few always feels good.
Then the mother of all farts came. This was promising to end my ass cheek shifting (to prevent impregnation of the rancid gas into the polyurethane cushion) and squirming to expulse the swamp gas already trapped air in my seat cushion.
I ripped ass, and instead, I got a brownie batter mud pie splashing out the crack in my ass; a tidal wave of feculent slime. Oh fuck; it stinks so bad! Now, as I sit here I am stuffing Kleenex in my ass through my fly and the barn door on my underwear. If I can get enough of those in there I might have a chance to congeal this liquidy mess into a brown potato of feces and Kleenex.
Fuck! I just ran out of Kleenex and poop is on my fingers and now as I'm typing smearing on the keyboard. Fuck. This shit smells so bad. I just took my nice champion socks off and put them in there in hopes of arresting further doo doo river flow.
Welp. After about 8-10 minutes and two rolls of TP I'm back. I grabbed a can of Lysol and some anti bacterial soap and am spraying off my area and replacing the chair. I lost my keyboard in action; listed as KIA, by action of the South Colon Regular Army.
Oh fuck, that was a percolating brown festering quagmire of swampy, rhubarby smelly caramelized shit to remember.
Back in late 1997, I started a thread suggesting a mascot for KDE. For awhile there it looked like we were going to get a inanimate object:
http://lists.kde.org/?l=kde&m=88665769314384&w =2
I orginally wanted a real animal (like Tux is) but to throw the inanimate object ideas out I compromised in agreeing to imaginary animals. Later, after an informal design competition of sorts, we ended up with our choice, Konqi.
http://www.kde.org/stuff/
It's the only open source mascot I can say I've ever contributed to it's development.