Happy Birthday, Debian project!


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Thanks to abrotman who noticed it And well, I have to blog it,
man… Once upon a time, in #debian-offtopic, I was chatting with my
great native English speaker friend:

* damog has learnt the Debian's burocracia (I don't know how to spell it in English).
abrotman: wow .. neither do i
* abrotman goes to the dictionary
abrotman: bureaucracy
abrotman: i feel so bad
damog: heh
abrotman: you know .. like bureau ..
abrotman: how fucking sad

This made me laugh a lot

I feel somewhat good with this result

Actualización:

Muchas gracias a los que han dejado un mensaje aquí y en el artículo de Cofradía. Gracias de todo corazón.


Ya soy desarrollador oficial del proyecto Debian, luego de un largo proceso NM, de 14 meses.


Podría escribir toda una lista de cosas sobre cuánto afecto tengo por
el proyecto, por haber conocido tanta gente, por haber viajado a países
que sin Linux o Debian jamás hubiera conocido. Estoy agradecido con la
vida (cosa que me pasa muy poco a menudo en una depresión permanente de
infinita tristeza) por las oportunidades que me ha brindado, y en este
caso, con el proyecto Debian.


Algunas miras a futuro para con mi actividad en el proyecto:

• Continuar manteniendo mis paquetes.
• Empaquetar algunos otros.
• Seguir colaborando arduamente con Debian Ruby.
• Continuar trabajando en el proyecto l10n-es.
• Continuar trabajando en el sitio web de Debian.
• Hacer trabajo QA.
• Luego de unos meses como DD, colaborar como AM.
• Apoyar patrocinando paquetes de gente en -mentors.
  

Obviamente, todo eso sin contar el trabajo dentro de Debian México o los preparativos para DebConf6.


Muchas gracias a quienes me apoyaron en este largo camino. Mi
retribución será dar mi mejor esfuerzo para desarrollar el sistema
operativo de mayor calidad: Debian.

damog@debian.org

After a long NM process, I've became DD today.


I have to thank people involved directly on my process: Gunnar Wolf for
being my advocate, and actually, he was the one who gave me a Debian CD
to try it for the first time in my life several years ago; Craig Small,
my AM; Anibal Monsalve, who always were there supporting me; Joerg
Jaspert, for whom I deliver desserts everyday at #debian-newmaint ;
and all the people working on the NM desk.


Thanks.

A day like today, but 21 years ago, I was born. Random thoughts:

• I hosted a birthday party last friday. All my dearest friends were there.
• I'm now able to drink with abrotman in Philadelphia!
• It sucks that my back-to-school day is my birthday.
• Tato, one of my high school homies, will also be 21 on the 11st.
• I felt asleep on my own party last friday because I was too drunk
  (at 1:30 am). My guests left around 4 or 5. That happens when you are
  still 20
• I watched a The Simpsons episode today where Bart is feeling he is not a kid anymore.
• This is actually the beginning of my third decade of life. And saying that sounds like 30s.
• I'm getting old very quickly.

;-D

This is being great.

Click on each swirl!

Last Sunday, I went out with my parents, sis and some uncles and aunts
to have breakfast at a carnitas place. It was pretty cool. After the
food, we went to the ice cream store. In our way back, I found
something that couldn't find a better word for than "naquísimo":




Can you believe this? This is one of those Volkswagen Sedan, which are
incredible popular in Mexico, commonly named "vocho" (called "fusca" in
Brazil, thanks kov . I remember Mako,
when he was here last December, thinking on carrying some of those to
NYC and sell them, since apparently they are very expensive there, heh.
Kov also noticed the large amount of those old beetles. Fusca!


The thing is that the exhaust pipe's (thanks to Phated, who told me the
name in English 'cause I didn't know it) length was like 30 cms.
Actually, while taking the pic (not high quality since I took it with
my phone), a person walking tried to pass between the two vehicles by
jumping (and almost falling down) that "naquísima" thing.


And well, the car is not even like pimped. The car was almost a piece
of trash, it is not nice, come on. I think a "naco" in a case like this
is called "guarro" in Spain.

Ahorita, luego de recibir un meme más en mi correo, enviado por Jenny,
me acordé sobre los chismógrafos que llenaba en la primaria. Los memes
como estos son lo mismo que aquellos, pero en su versión del siglo
veintiuno. Aquí vamos:

Si yo fuera equis_cosa, ¿cuál serías?
Mes: Diciembre.
Día: Viernes.
Caricatura: Los Simpsons.
Planeta: Tierra.
Dirección: Sur.
Mueble: Un reposet.
Pecado: Gula.
Líquido: Cerveza.
Árbol: De Navidad.
Flor: Rosa color melón.
Clima: Frío, justo como el de la Ciudad de México.
Instrumento musical: Acordeón.
Sonido: Un repique telefónico.
Sabor: Picante.
Parte del cuerpo: Antebrazo.
Número: Ocho.
Comida: ¡Mexicana!
Animal: Pingüino.
Fruta: Ciruela normal (no ciruela pasa).
¿Quién te envió este meme? Jenny.
Nombra cinco personas a quien le pases este cuestionario: Wada, Tato, Ramón, MiG y Monse.

I'm feeling depressed for no apparent reason.