I think what he is saying is that Red Hat and Suse are almost exclusively the "target system". Try getting a version of Alias Wavefront Maya certified for Mandrake/Slackware/Debian. Yeah, you can make Maya run on any distribution (I've got it running on my LFS system), but it is distributed with Red Hat in mind. Even some open source stuff, like a hardware mpeg2 driver I am using gives instructions for installing on a Red Hat system... you want to run it on another system, you can, but it's basically up to you to figure out how to do it.
The xmule story is suspicious to me. The guy doesn't know why his site was shut down, he just assumes it is the RIAA. I don't see how this is newsworthy... at least not yet.
Vlad strained. He took a deep breath and held it as he pushed
harder than he ever had in his life. The veins in his forehead
bulged and throbbed; his gut clenched; his anus puckered. A pocket
of gas escaped from his constricted rectum, signifying a loosening
somewhere in his bowel. The sweat rolled off of Vlads face and
stained his sleeveless, v-neck t-shirt. Vlad's body shook
as a giant length of feces slowly emerged from his anus. The feces
was wide and solid and the surfaces scraped against his rectum as
it moved slowly along. It seemed the thing would never finally
come all the way out but it did, eventually. Vlad exhaled and
his body relaxed as the cool, urine-tainted water of the toilet
splashed against his sweating buttocks.
Vlad felt such a sense of achievement, he decided he must
preserve this wonder of Nature that he had just expelled from his
voluminous body. He reached into the toilet and rescued the turd
from its ultimate fate. Carefully, he dried it off with a wad of
toilet paper. The turd was a foot long, at least, and a full 4
inches thick. He cradled it in his arms as he looked upon it with
admiration. Vlad sighed and flushed the toilet. He wondered how
he would get through the weekend, since Reza had sent Marticock
to stay with his grandparents. Vlad was already feeling anxious
after spending an hour on the toilet. He heard a loud ripping
noise coming from the bedroom. It was Reza practicing her farting
exercises.
Reza had been looking for ways to bring her closer to her
beloved. Ever since little Marticock had come along, her sex-life
had taken a nose-dive. Reza watched with jealousy every time
Marticock would fart and Vlad would beam with pride, then become
aroused as he realized where the fart had come from. She had
decided that if she could fart as well as Marticock, Vlad would
want to ravage her enormous body the way he used to. She squeezed
her colon with determination, forcing out another small bubble of
gas, followed by a plop of warm fluid, "oh! Vlad would like that,"
she thought.
Reza heard the toilet flush - what opportune timing! "Oh,
Vladdie-Pop! Come here!"
Vlad sighed and rolled his eyes. Why wouldn't that disgusting
cow leave him alone? He trodded into the bedroom, "what now, fat-
ass?"
Reza, sitting on the bed naked, held up her panties, which were
large enough to use as a blanket for most people, "look!"
Vlad could see the large spot of wetness where Reza's asshole
had vomited into the garment. Vlad became aroused. He sleazed
over to the bed and threw off his stained shirt. Reza laid back
in the bed, with a satisfied smile on her face. Her body oozed
out to drip over the sides of the bed.
Vlad shed his briefs and prepared to dive into the whale that
lay waiting for him. He shivered. Thoughts of Marticock's tight
little butt and skimpy diaper overwhelmed him. Vlad could not
bring himself to touch a woman ever again. Even if that woman
was a disgusting tub of sweating lard. Vlad had to do something,
he had to think fast. Then... he remembered the trophy he had
in his hand.
Vlad shoved the turd into Reza's sloppy wet vagina. He plunged
it in and out with ever-increasing speed and force. Reza moaned with
delight. It had been so long! She didn't remember Vlad's
penis being so large, "oh Vlad, I have been waiting for this moment
for eight months. God, you've gotten so big!"
Vlad farted with relief that he had found a way to deflect Reza's
advances. He moved the turd around in her vagina like he was
stirring up a batch of fat for breakfast. It didn't take long for
Reza to explode in a massive orgasm, which sent chucks of shit flying
all over Vlad's pale body.
Vlad's face grew red with rage, "You fat fucking hog! You killed
my turd!" Vlad took what was left of the feces and smacked Reza in
the face with it. The turd broke in two and Vlad became even more
angry and started punching Reza in the gut, "I'll teach you, you fat
whale! My turd! MY TURD! MY FUCKING TURD!"
That night, bruised, bloodied and covered with feces, Reza cried
herself to sleep.
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Basically, this is another non-story.
The xmule story is suspicious to me. The guy doesn't know why his site was shut down, he just assumes it is the RIAA. I don't see how this is newsworthy... at least not yet.
Vlad strained. He took a deep breath and held it as he pushed harder than he ever had in his life. The veins in his forehead bulged and throbbed; his gut clenched; his anus puckered. A pocket of gas escaped from his constricted rectum, signifying a loosening somewhere in his bowel. The sweat rolled off of Vlads face and stained his sleeveless, v-neck t-shirt. Vlad's body shook as a giant length of feces slowly emerged from his anus. The feces was wide and solid and the surfaces scraped against his rectum as it moved slowly along. It seemed the thing would never finally come all the way out but it did, eventually. Vlad exhaled and his body relaxed as the cool, urine-tainted water of the toilet splashed against his sweating buttocks.
Vlad felt such a sense of achievement, he decided he must preserve this wonder of Nature that he had just expelled from his voluminous body. He reached into the toilet and rescued the turd from its ultimate fate. Carefully, he dried it off with a wad of toilet paper. The turd was a foot long, at least, and a full 4 inches thick. He cradled it in his arms as he looked upon it with admiration. Vlad sighed and flushed the toilet. He wondered how he would get through the weekend, since Reza had sent Marticock to stay with his grandparents. Vlad was already feeling anxious after spending an hour on the toilet. He heard a loud ripping noise coming from the bedroom. It was Reza practicing her farting exercises.
Reza had been looking for ways to bring her closer to her beloved. Ever since little Marticock had come along, her sex-life had taken a nose-dive. Reza watched with jealousy every time Marticock would fart and Vlad would beam with pride, then become aroused as he realized where the fart had come from. She had decided that if she could fart as well as Marticock, Vlad would want to ravage her enormous body the way he used to. She squeezed her colon with determination, forcing out another small bubble of gas, followed by a plop of warm fluid, "oh! Vlad would like that," she thought.
Reza heard the toilet flush - what opportune timing! "Oh, Vladdie-Pop! Come here!"
Vlad sighed and rolled his eyes. Why wouldn't that disgusting cow leave him alone? He trodded into the bedroom, "what now, fat- ass?"
Reza, sitting on the bed naked, held up her panties, which were large enough to use as a blanket for most people, "look!"
Vlad could see the large spot of wetness where Reza's asshole had vomited into the garment. Vlad became aroused. He sleazed over to the bed and threw off his stained shirt. Reza laid back in the bed, with a satisfied smile on her face. Her body oozed out to drip over the sides of the bed.
Vlad shed his briefs and prepared to dive into the whale that lay waiting for him. He shivered. Thoughts of Marticock's tight little butt and skimpy diaper overwhelmed him. Vlad could not bring himself to touch a woman ever again. Even if that woman was a disgusting tub of sweating lard. Vlad had to do something, he had to think fast. Then... he remembered the trophy he had in his hand.
Vlad shoved the turd into Reza's sloppy wet vagina. He plunged it in and out with ever-increasing speed and force. Reza moaned with delight. It had been so long! She didn't remember Vlad's penis being so large, "oh Vlad, I have been waiting for this moment for eight months. God, you've gotten so big!"
Vlad farted with relief that he had found a way to deflect Reza's advances. He moved the turd around in her vagina like he was stirring up a batch of fat for breakfast. It didn't take long for Reza to explode in a massive orgasm, which sent chucks of shit flying all over Vlad's pale body.
Vlad's face grew red with rage, "You fat fucking hog! You killed my turd!" Vlad took what was left of the feces and smacked Reza in the face with it. The turd broke in two and Vlad became even more angry and started punching Reza in the gut, "I'll teach you, you fat whale! My turd! MY TURD! MY FUCKING TURD!"
That night, bruised, bloodied and covered with feces, Reza cried herself to sleep.