THE LONG AND WINDING CODE
The long and winding code
that leads to your port.
Will never disappear;
I've seen that code before.
It always leads me here,
leads me to your port.
Many times I've been alone,
and many times I've cried.
Anyway you'll never know the
many ways I've compiled, but
Still they lead me back
to the long and winding code.
You left me standing here
a long, long time ago.
Don't leave me waiting here,
lead me to your port.
o/~
This is the official INDEX for 4.7-RELEASE, containinG 7649 ports.
7649 is a prime number!!
Apologies to: The Beatles
The special treat for this release is not a commit song, but the fact that
we now have:
d88888P a8888a a8888a d88 dP
d8' d8' ..8b d8' ..8b 88 88
d8' 88 .P 88 88 .P 88 88 88d888b. .d8888b. 88d888b. d8888P .d8888b.
d8' 88 d' 88 88 d' 88 88 88' `88 88' `88 88' `88 88 Y8ooooo.
d8' Y8'' .8P Y8'' .8P 88 88. .88 88. .88 88 88 88
d8' Y8888P Y8888P d88P 88Y888P' `88888P' dP dP `88888P'
88
dP
in the ports collection! Yes, we now ship over 7000 ported applications!
Better yet, 7001 is a prime number!
6777 ports. I have to commit this straight away because the 5.0-dp1
INDEX committed just previously is built with a different version of
XFree86, and we are not yet ready to switch the 4.x package collection
over. This is a bit of a nasty hack (blame Murray :) but one way or
another we won't need to keep doing it in the long term.
about 5716 packages build under 5.0-DP1 on i386, and 4391 on alpha.
o/~
BRAIN DAMAGE
The lunatic is in UFS
The lunatic is in UFS
Remembering /usr/games and vnode chains and graphs
Got to keep the loonies in the $PATH
The lunatic is in the kernel
The lunatics are in the kernel
The network drops the routed packets on the floor
And every day the cvsup brings more.
And if -RELEASE comes many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the disk
And if your log explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of 5.0
The lunatic is in my code
The lunatic is in my code
You fetch the patch, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane
You lock the var
And throw away the key
There's someone in my system but it's not me.
And if the coredumps thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the sound card starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of 5.0
o/~
to 4.x prematurely, and also contained a lot of 'pollution' from packages
installed on the build host (mostly gtk), which were being detected by
HAVE_* options in ports which caused them to change names.
The clock has chimed many a full moon since
There was an INDEX whereby someone sang
But now I've stepped up to the crime
And proclaimed "Let this INDEX shine light o'er the land!"
And a loud roar from the crowd rang...
bzip2 coming into the base system (and disappearing from ports
dependencies). There are still the same number of ports.
In addition:
(1) There are 5,305 packages built for the release totaling 4.7GB
(2) There are 6,135 distfiles totaling 5.3GB
Thanks for everyone's help!
the categories of ports repo-copied into french and german).
However, I have something else to say: the package build just ended,
and we have 3,422 (= 2 x 29 x 59) packages for 2,478 (= 2 x 3 x 7 x
59) MB and 3,054 (= 2 x 3 x 509) MB of distfiles for 4.1.1R!
Hmm, that's a lot of 2's and 5[0]9's. Maybe imp will tell you what
those mean.
11 x 41) ports, requiring 2,222 (= 2 x 11 x 101) MB of distfiles, 2754
(= 2 x 3 x 3 x 3 x 3 x 17) of which can be built as packages, totaling
1,721 (prime!) MB.
Since I found a prime, I'm going to stop now. Oh, and you can check out
this tree with "cvs co -rRELEASE_4_0_0 ports".
calculator-challenged friends out there) ports.
Unless I screwed up something, this should be the official INDEX
for 3.2R. You should be able to get the 3.2R ports tree with
cvs co -rRELEASE_3_2_0 ports
committed the INDEX,
It's been a long time since I
sang a song,
Ooh, let me get it back,
let me get it back, let me get it back
Leave me where I've come from
It's been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely,
lonely, lonely time
(Wow, 1274 lines now...)
He's a real NT fan,
Sitting in his cubicle,
Making all his NT plans for nobody.
Doesn't have a source to view,
Knows not where his diskspace is going to,
NT fan is not like you and me.
NT fan, please listen,
You don't know what you're doing,
NT fan, the world is not at Bill's command.
He can touch-type with the Microsoft Natural,
Just uses the Microsoft Mouse he wants to use,
NT fan can you see the world at all?
NT fan, don't worry,
Take your time, don't hurry,
Leave it all till the Microsoft Developer's Network lends you a hand.
Doesn't have a compiler,
Knows not where his CPU cycles are going to,
NT fan is not like you and me.
NT fan, please listen,
You don't know what you're doing,
NT fan, the world is not at Bill's command.
He's a real NT fan,
Sitting in his cubicle,
Making all his NT plans for nobody.
Making all his NT plans for nobody.
Making all his NT plans for nobody.
(c) 1997 Satoshi Asami.
Dedicated to an NT fatatic who shall remain anonymous.
(other than jkh) object if I include an mpeg-3 audio stream (mime
encoded of course -- I'll use mimepp!) in the commit messages? :>
"Thomas has an upgrade on his pee-eee-cee, David is a student in
Davis..." (<- imagine Satoshi practicing in the background..)
On a (only slightly) more serious note, we now have 1022 ports. Are
we having a celebration for 1024? :)
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a hard drive slowly filling up,
The ports committed while I was sleeping,
And the unified diff that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of patching.
In restless dreams I built alone
Huge directories of snapshot packages,
'Neath the halo of a computer monitor,
I tourned my collar to the coke and tea
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of arriving mails
That split the screen
And touched the sound of emiclock.
And in the new INDEX I saw
A thousand ports, maybe more.
Ports fetching without checksumming,
Ports compiling without packaging,
Ports installing files that no other port ever uses
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of gzip.
``Committers,'' said I, ``You do not know
The cvs tree like a cancer grows.
Hear the warnings that I might teach you,
Take the portlint that itojun might reach you,''
But my packages, like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of wcarchive....
