Fuster-cluck

I feel like such a traitor. I really do.

I love me some linux. Truly I do. But yet the people who hand me my lovely lovely paycheck make me do some terrible cruel things. My job involves a variety of unix variants - I play on Solaris, HP-UX, and, God help me, SCO OpenServer.

SCO? SCO. I don’t care how good a product people say it is. I feel dirty having to work with it. Although in a small victory of some sort, it is the most problematic platform we work with.

Still. Icky icky icky. Die. Eat a bag of hell.