Oh, sweet Linux OS. When we first met, you were running on my Asus netbook, a big-iconed, primary-colored dream. Your name was Xandros then, and you were the only OS that could convince me that maybe — just maybe — Windows wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. Your programs were open-source, and you were never proprietary (swoon). But, alas, I always associated you with the netbook alone, never for a second imagining the possibilities of using you on my PC.
Well the other day that PC, beloved by me for many years, got a virus. I tried so hard to save it — to bring it back from the brink — but with every ad for male enhancements and weight loss pills, I knew it was slipping away. So I did the only humane thing — I backed up my honeymoon photos and various documents, and then erased every single memory we ever shared. You’ll just have to believe me when I say that it hurt me far more than it hurt PC.
After a respectful period of mourning, it was time for me to start over with PC, and I knew exactly where to begin. I disregarded my old Windows OS discs, leaving them in their dusty box on the top shelf of my closet. Instead, Linux, I chose you. Well, you in your flashy Ubuntu form. It’s been only a few days, but still I can’t believe I wasted so much time fretting over Windows, worrying that it would get infected, praying that it wouldn’t crash (again), when there was always Linux waiting in the wings.
What’s so great about you, Ubuntu? Let me count the ways! You boot in less than a minute, you’re intuitive, you’re free (but not cheap, my sweet), and you like to have fun (rain drop effects on my desktop? The ability to write in fire? Four different desktops that spin around an axis? You’re so unique!).
I really see a future for us, Linux. This could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.