Clint Eastwood is getting old.

....sigh. I guess we all are.

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Vote for your favorite SourceForge.net projects today

There are well over 100,000 open source projects on SourceForge.net. Now you can vote for your favorites in 14 categories. Your vote will help select winners of the first annual SourceForge.net Community Choice Awards. You must vote on or before March 23. Winners will be announced April 5 at the LinuxWorld Conference and Expo in Boston.

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Vote for your favorite SourceForge.net projects today

There are well over 100,000 open source projects on SourceForge.net. Now you can vote for your favorites in 14 categories. Your vote will help select winners of the first annual SourceForge.net Community Choice Awards. You must vote on or before March 23. Winners will be announced April 5 at the LinuxWorld Conference and Expo in Boston.

Vote, vote, vote.

Rest In Pieces - My computer died today.

You may know him, his name was Mike M.Puter. Quite the accident really.
Seems I was doing some adjusting and modifications on the inside of my
trusty computer when, in a complete moment of carelessness, I forgot to
unplug the power cord from the back of the box. I had been working on
it for 30 minutes without a hitch when I just got sloppy. Like my
marriage, a mere spark has led to disaster.

A millisecond before plugging in the new hard drive, I realized that
the box was still juiced. No sooner had I made contact than it sparked,
sizzled and all life was gone. I'm sure I overloaded and/or shorted out
the mobo. Funny thing though...the hard drive survived.

I was able to scramble around my basement and piece together a
reasonably fast Dell. It's got an older P-II 400 processor, but the
mobo was a bit newer than my late great HP Celeron. I installed a stick
of 512 memory and this thing flies. Well, compared to that slug-slow
Celeron I fried, my kid's Nintendo64 "flies".

The funeral will be tomorrow around 3 or 4pm at which time I'll down a
couple of glasses of wine and heave the HP's carcass as far as I can
out into the woods across the street from my house. Immediately
following, there will be a graveside service which will consist of me
emptying my bladder with great force onto the smoke-streaked Celeron
processor. A well-deserved salute, indeed.

A trust fund has been established so all donations should be earmarked:
"The Ross Needs A New Computer Fund." Give till it hurts.