Top 10 Things You Could Be Doing Instead of Attending Ohio Linux Fest
It's getting near that time again -- Ohio Linux Fest. In case you've been living under a rock or somehow missed last years' event, here's the story. Basically, it all began a few years ago when some of the Linux User Groups in the Ohio and surrounding area decided to get together and have their own conference-like-event. The description "conference-like" isn't an accident, because nothing is like Ohio Linux Fest, from my experience. It's essentially a conference with speakers and the like -- and the largest Linux geek party -- all rolled into one event. Last year it took me a couple of weeks to get back to normal (if there is such a thing for FeriCyde). After the event, I simply had the post-OLF blues. Unlike a lot of commercial events, the signal-to-noise ratio is extremely optimal. Everywhere you turn there are interesting and fun people. The atmosphere is extremely charged. You get the picture? No? There's only one way to really understand it then -- attend. Maybe you have something more exciting to do instead? If so I can only imagine a list like the following ... Top 10 Things You Could Be Doing Instead of Attending Ohio Linux Fest
The event is free, although you can buy an all conference pass that includes a tee shirt, lunch and more. Registration for the event closes the 22nd of this month. See the Ohio Linux Fest web site for more. |
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Comments (73)
Something familiar about this poster...
Life has been a bit more complex than usual of late for me. I wish I had more time to write about it, but alas, priorities dictate other things (sleeping for instance, is not over-rated as I once thought it was).
Dino: I gave up the green-screen a long, long time ago. It's been replaced with an EGA (350x640) display -- we're talking _modern_ graphics here man! How dare you think I'd be so far behind.
Alas, you're right about the keyboard :(
Tuxxy, How the heck did you know what I had for lunch? I mean, psychic baby, psychic!
-=FeriCyde=-
Alas, nothing. Those old IBM keyboards are GREAT!
And EGA graphics...it's about time you moved up into, er, the late 80s.
Dino, I could say the same about your cloths -- isn't it time you ditched that white leasure suit?
And you have to be sure about it, too. Anybody in the know knows it's who you know you know, you know.
Few people are aware that bright white polyester repels radiation as effectively as it repels attractive women.
So, your Wife makes you wear it huh dino :)
Like casette...
I don't do 8-track anymore. Since manufacturers have made the distinctly bad choice to cease making them, I'm afraid both equipment and media have fallen into disrepair. It's more like 2-6 track these days.
And what, no F keys on the left for your keyboard?
You mean where all that is rational intended for them to be? And what is this bit of 12 keys? Who has 12 fingers?
On second thought -- don't answer that one.
FerriCyde chat indeed
39 earlier comments in the full thread.
This morning, after a nice bike ride down to Batavia and back, we trundled out to West Chicago to the first-ever Papanicholas coffee shop, connected to Pal Joey's.
For those outside the area, PapaNick is a family owned and run business that roasts it's coffee in Batavia, IL, the southern anchor of Tri-Cities here along the Fox river.
Good stuff to pick up for home, and, as it turns out...good to get at the coffee shop.
Starbucks still wins on "we can walk to it and sit outside to drink", however.
AAAHHHHH!!!!! (running off into the distance)
Don't worry, we won't think any less of you for drinking tea.
Oh --- Who am I kidding?
Of course we will!
Hold your head up high, man! Don't listen to dino. He's so drugged up with Caffeine it isn't funny! There's NOTHING wrong with a nice pot o' tea. I like mine sweetened with a little Honey. Just so you know, I also like coffee, beer and (cheap) wine. There's no reason to discriminate based on drink preference . . . .
(Desktop environments, now there's a reason to discriminate!! :-D )
As for all the (green) tea drinkers who, ad nauseam, told us how bad coffee is for a persons health, we now find that coffee has the same antioxidant effects and that espresso, in particular, has few harmful oils and less caffeine.... So there :P
dek, just don't tell me you drink Boone Farm.
Well. I used to!!
I like to make my Own Wine coolers and Boone's Farm doesn't work well for that. But just about any other cheap wine will.
Have we gotten off topic sufficiently?? ;-)
Well, my tea has more caffeine than most people's coffee, so I can't point fingers at someone who likes caffeine.
> As for all the (green) tea drinkers...
Green tea? Blech. While I'm hardly a tea expert, I've found that Lipton, Red Rose, Salada, and Luzianne all make a cup of tea that I can drink. I generally prefer Lipton. I find Tetley and some other brands undrinkable.
Whew! Your past we can safely overlook. It's the present we're concerned about. :-)
> Have we gotten off topic sufficiently?? ;-)
Well, I think we still need to hang a left at Albuquerque and go about 400 miles. Besides, Cafeine is the name of a FOSS app - and we're talking about it, so we must still be kind of close to the topic.
As they say in Japan (according to the OP), "Ohio!" :-D
Boone's Farm?!? That's what I was drinking when I wrote this article!
Or at least some Mad Dog 20-20.
It's all in the past, Rev, I swear!
I ... can't ... remember.
All this talk of alcohol is making me thirsty. I think I'll go find a starbucks somewhere.
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It's a small bell, to be sure.
I picture a dank musty room.
The ghostly (not mention ghastly) glow of green phosphor from one of those old screens from the days when you actually needed screen savers barely illuminates the assorted scraps of paper that populate the old cabinet door propped up on milk crates that serves as a computer desk.
Hunched over with his eyeballs nearly in contact with the screen, an elfin figure raps at the keyboard as if it were a snare drum. A high-pitched cackle floats above the staccato bursts emanating from the old clicky-style IBM keyboard.
All is well with the world.