Well, the oscars have just started, and the stars, the women in their fancy dresses and the men in their tux, are all talking to Regis on the red carpet....
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Oh, man, this is boring, I'm going to do something else. Haven't seen any of the movies anyway....
More like this
I'm off to Denver for a long weekend; two friends of mine are getting married (both PhD scientists, and exemplars of the two-body problem: one's doing a postdoc at Princeton, the other at MIT...) I get to wear a tux, which is nice, because no one looks bad in a tux.
What
would happen if Tux went to a famous portrait artist to get a
makeover?
Our intrepid mascot has been revealing sides of himself this year of which I had previously been unaware. After all, who knew he was so into art that he'd pose nude without embarrassment?
Well, not really. But if you are looking forward to this momentous occasion, have a look at Linux in Exile's pre-release commentary. Here.