I'd love to try and do something similar to what OTB did, sorta like take over, except it'd be 'Slackware - The Easy Stuff' by a simpleton...meaning I'd show how to do the really easy stuff, stuff I figured out on my own or even after a little help from many here (it'd be a snap to give credit too, something I'd be anal about, as I despise taking credit for something I didn't do on my own). Probably wouldn't be many 'shows', or they'd be slow between 'shows', probably have to have a warning too to new folks coming to it as I cuss and don't apologize for it nor let anyone badger or browbeat or pompous-ass me into being any different or that it's a Bad Thing©®™. It'd definitely be a completely different scenario from our soft-spoken, people-person friend, OTB, heh. I'd just need an idea of what hardware would work (netcam? USB cam? I have a few old-ish Axis netcams that work extremely well for my surveillance of my home and farm), and the software necessary/used (hell...I don't even know what terms to put into a Presearch search for that kind of software! LOL). It really *would* be unique though in the fact it's a large, mean and ugly looking biker, doing things on his computer and using Slackware Linux. Since I'm disabled, I'm on it quite a lot, so maybe I'd end up doing more than I expect to ever do, one can never tell, heh.
Anyway, you just take it easy, OTB, and enjoy things. What else does one say to someone in your condition who gives us news like you have? My younger sister died 3 years ago of colon cancer, but we just went along with our lives as if nothing were different and if it was brought up in conversation it just wasn't a big deal. We knew there was nothing that could be done about it (yes, we understand/stood that there's always the possibility the cure or something almost as good could be found any day, but we weren't the kind to live on the edge constantly 'wishing' and 'hoping' as we felt that that put us in the position that anything *other than* that kind of good news was doing nothing but disappointing us. I wish I could explain it better, sorry). She lived until she was literally on her bed as if nothing were wrong with her. She went with one of her little giggles and a smile, and to me at least, that beat being in a hospital, surrounded by cold machines and people all hanging around like the living dead and crying and carrying on and such. I'm just trying to say, live your life and don't let the 'worrying' take it over. Be and stay yourself *for* yourself. (I suck at these kinds of things, again, sorry about that. I mean well though, I hope you see that) |
