From: "B. W. Fitzpatrick" <firstname.lastname@example.org> 0. How (that is, by whom) did you join Red Bean, and approximately when? Who in Red Bean knows you in real life, so we could ask them if you suddenly appear to disappear? I was offered an account on red-bean by Karl "Italian Hot" Fogel sometime in August of 1998. In real life, I know Karl, Ben Sussman, and Craig Brozefsky. 1. Do you use Red Bean as your primary email address and/or primary Web server (i.e., is your home page here)? Yes and yes. email@example.com is my published personal email address and www.red-bean.com/~bwf/ is my main website. 2. Do you know anything about Unix system administration? Programming? Tell everything about you and computers... :-) Yes and yes. I've sysadmined Linux and Solaris. I program in Perl, Java, elisp, Objective C, and postscript. For all the sordid details, see http://www.red-bean.com/~bwf/computers.html 3. Anything else about yourself you'd like made known? Put it here, anything goes. I'm from New Orleans, went to Loyola University of Chicago, where I got my degree in Classics with a major in Latin and minors in Greek and Studio Art. So, of course, I'm a computer programmer now. I lived in Rome Italy for 3 years and I speak Italian fluently. I love to cook Italian and Creole, and love to eat it just as much. I'm bound to offend anyone at some point or other, so be prepared for it. 4. Optional information: what's your snail address and phone, in case something goes down and we need to reach you that way? (This information will not be published on the Web unless you specifically grant permission.) [not public] 5. Do you play bagpipes? No, but one of my former roommates does. In fact, now that you've brought up that particularly painful episode in my life, I will be glad to share with you the hell that I went through living with this guy while he was 'learning' to play the bagpipes. Imagine the loudest wailing sick cat that you've ever heard. With me so far? OK, now hit said cat in the head with a brick and amplify it's renewed crying well past your aural pain threshhold. That's what a beginning bagpipe player sounds like in a 4 bedroom apartment. Even with his door closed and a towel shoved under it. Of course, now that we no longer live together, he has completed his learning process and become, dare I say, quite the accomplished bagpipe player. He has even set up a webpage for the band that he is in: www.chicagocaledonian.com Of course, a herd (gaggle? swarm? pride?) of practiced bagpipers on a large grassy field outdoors sounds oh-so-much-better than a beginner in an apartment, so if bagpipe music is your cup of tea, I highly recommend these guys.