From owner-freebsd-hackers Thu Aug 14 18:57:59 1997 Return-Path: Received: (from root@localhost) by hub.freebsd.org (8.8.5/8.8.5) id SAA29235 for hackers-outgoing; Thu, 14 Aug 1997 18:57:59 -0700 (PDT) Received: from smoke.marlboro.vt.us (smoke.marlboro.vt.us [198.206.215.91]) by hub.freebsd.org (8.8.5/8.8.5) with ESMTP id SAA29228 for ; Thu, 14 Aug 1997 18:57:55 -0700 (PDT) Received: (from cgull@localhost) by smoke.marlboro.vt.us (8.8.7/8.8.7/cgull) id VAA00627; Thu, 14 Aug 1997 21:57:37 -0400 (EDT) Date: Thu, 14 Aug 1997 21:57:37 -0400 (EDT) Message-Id: <199708150157.VAA00627@smoke.marlboro.vt.us> From: john hood MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit To: "SimsS@IBM.Net" Cc: "'john hood'" , "Jordan K. Hubbard" , "freebsd-hackers@FreeBSD.ORG" Subject: RE: FreeBSD --- ALPHA In-Reply-To: <01BCA8AC.153705A0.SimsS@IBM.Net> References: <01BCA8AC.153705A0.SimsS@IBM.Net> X-Mailer: VM 6.31 under Emacs 19.34.2 Sender: owner-freebsd-hackers@FreeBSD.ORG X-Loop: FreeBSD.org Precedence: bulk Steve Sims writes: > Man, I sort of hate to do this, but John's .sig is just too good for me to let pass... > > On Wednesday, August 13, 1997 1:13 PM, john hood [SMTP:cgull@smoke.marlboro.vt.us] wrote: > > Predictably, they all eventually wandered away, rubbing their bruises > > and brushing mud out of their hair. Some went off to work for the > > ESA, launching much smaller rockets into low orbits, while others > > elected to sit on their front porches drinking Jim Beam from the > > bottle and launching bottle rockets from the empties. [Jordan Hubbard] > > Who can point me to the full message from which this JKH classic is quoted - I *gotta* see what the heck this was in reference to..... > > (A quick search of the mail archives turned up nothing...) I *have* to pick duller quotes. You're about the sixth person to ask me this. The answer: http://owl.org/pub/cgull/starBSD/jkh-rant.txt It's in the mail archives, too. --jh -- John Hood cgull@smoke.marlboro.vt.us Predictably, they all eventually wandered away, rubbing their bruises and brushing mud out of their hair. Some went off to work for the ESA, launching much smaller rockets into low orbits, while others elected to sit on their front porches drinking Jim Beam from the bottle and launching bottle rockets from the empties. [Jordan Hubbard]