I woke up on Monday and was getting ready for an exam. As I had some spare time before going to University I decided to check my e-mail. And then, the bad news popped up:
Alan Eldridge passed away
As someone who once attempted suicide, I have an idea of how he was feeling just before he could no longer keep up with life. It saddens me that he couldn't get the job he deserved. It saddens me that I never got to know him better. I did my little bit and dedicated a release of
The Fish to him. I'm trying to think what can we learn from this, what can we learn from Alan as a person. Alan, we won't forget you.
Remembering the old times
Today has come to me that nostalgic feeling, when my trusty A1200 was my main computer and I still had the will and energy to code line after line of mc68k assembly. *Sigh* I miss those times, specially from 1994 until '96. Those years were wonderful in the demo scene. Many good productions were released, I had a lot of fun going to parties and hanging around with my mates. I think I'll just watch some Divx recording of those demos that I wget'ed from amidemos some time ago.
I love my current boxes, and I love FreeBSD, but I still feel that I miss something from my old Amiga times (could it be CygnusED?)
Having fun with the FreeBSD ports
I love they way the BSD ports system creates a true community.