I finally remembered what the fourth item in my "this and that" entry a couple of days ago was going to be:
I was given a machine with Debian Linux already installed on it, and instead of scrubbing it and installing from scratch I took advantage of the convenience of having an already-running box (and the fact that the version of Linux on it is more recent than anything I have install media for) and made it the bedroom X workstation. So it's got a bunch of screensavers that I didn't configure, and every so often I'll walk into the room and see it doing something really pretty that I hadn't seen before.
But this week I came into the bedroom and saw the computer playing Pong with itself. I found that a little disturbing.
In other randomness, I just Googled "ficton". Turns out that yet another of the words I've been using comes from a Heinlein novel that I haven't read. It figures. I suppose I should take the hint and read more Heinlein, huh?
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Did you name the new machine HAL though?
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Rub Her Feet.
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But now you've got me trying to figure out what the fundamental particle of fiction would be.
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will want to talk to you about help with my server(s)
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