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|Saturday, June 20th, 2009|
Tap, tap, is this thing on?
"The only time I met [RMS] in person, he spent the entire hour picking his nose." -- my advisor Current Mood: amused
|Wednesday, May 13th, 2009|
Bob (someone I know) was at LinuxWorld a few years back. He ended up in a small group that was talking next to RMS. Bob was fascinated to see all the food trapped in RMS's beard, and wondered if it was going to fly out while RMS was talking (okay, so Bob's kind of a weird guy). That didn't happen, though.
Instead RMS reached up, plucked some food from his beard, and ate it, without pausing.
|Thursday, July 31st, 2008|
SOMEONE INVITED RMS OVER TO DINNER AT MY CO-OP! He's discussing laptops with mostly free drivers and software (Lamote?) and is only slightly hitting on one female undergraduate. And my sources say he doesn't smell _too_ bad, but I didn't want to get that close. Current Mood: shocked
|Thursday, March 6th, 2008|
|Saturday, October 6th, 2007|
A third-hand but still smelly RMS smelling
I heard the following story at the Hackathon, which begged to be shared.
Apparently, RMS was once really into folk dancing, until he injured his knees, couldn't move anymore, and got fat (as the person telling this story said, and as I would concur with, "I can relate.") Apparently, and I more or less knew this but it's still a disturbing thing to think about, RMS is quite known for "macking on anything female". Well, these two things meant that in the MIT folk dancing club, RMS usually caused trouble for any female members. So, it got to the point that whenever a woman would join the club, the organizers would take her aside, point out RMS, and tell her "don't mind that guy, he's a deranged nutcase but we can't stop him showing up." They gave this spiel to a particular woman, who was then seen in a corner arguing with RMS for about 30-45 minutes.
She returned, and told the organizers, "You're right, that guy is crazy. He just spent half an hour trying to convince me that he was Richard Stallman."
|Tuesday, February 21st, 2006|
Two years ago, or so, RMS gave a talk at my university. I had been SPECIFICALLY warned (by actualhuman
) that, if I had the (fantastic) opportunity to talk to him, I should be sure to say "GNU/Linux" and not "Linux". At the reception afterwards, of course, I forgot, and immediately made some insipid remark about how easy it is to install Linux these days. Need more be said?
After that, my officemate asked him for a job (and was turned down), and after that
, he practically got into a fistfight with one of the developers of VideoGIMP over the same GNU/Linux-vs.-Linux issue. And stuffed a prodigious amount of cookies into his mouth, which inspired a scene in this
Long before that, my undergrad advisor (who was a grad student at MIT when RMS was hanging out there) told a story about how RMS, who lived in his (RMS's, that is) office at the time, liked to hang around the AI Lab with no shirt on. The suits from various funding agencies who would sometimes drop by got kind of upset by this, and RMS was asked to start wearing clothes in the department. In response, he started an anti-shirt-wearing campaign and encouraged everyone else at the AI Lab to join him for a naked protest. No one took him up on it.