I wanted to take a moment to let everybody know about the splendiferousness of somebody very special. Why here? Because at least 71.9% of all the awesome stuff this person does makes it possible for me to do my job as FPL and be a software freedom advocate every day.
Who brings forgotten gear to my LUG meetings when I’ve forgotten them in a hurry or from lack of caffeine? Who listens to my rants about sed vs. XSLT and nods knowingly?
Hint: not Charo.
Who keeps everything domestic from falling apart while I’m playing keyboard jockey all day (and many nights)? Who bakes what are arguably the world’s best chocolate chip cookies?
Hint #2: Not Salma Hayek either, although I hear she makes a passable tiramisu.
Most importantly, who is never one to be angry when I draw attention to her on the great big intarwebz? HA HA.
Why, dear readers, It’s my wife Eleya of course, or as I like to call her, “She Who Must Be Obeyed”! (Or sometimes, “She Who Really Should Blog More Often Because Her Stories Crack Me Up.”)
If it weren’t for her, I’d be lost, lonely, considerably more smelly, and quite possibly trapped under something excruciatingly heavy. Somehow this amazing gal’s managed to put up with me through 13 years of marriage. I’m not even counting the years we were together before that — which I’m sure were of questionable value, given that I had more energy and free time then to be a pain in the neck. Amazingly, I’ve gone all this time without suffering a debilitating fracture or stab wound. She’s a saint, a saint I tell you!
If I could give her a Fedora award, I would, but that would be very crass nepotism, and of course I’m above that and also too humble to cop to it. So instead I have no choice but to subjugate the planet (at least the Fedora one) to pay heed to her awesomeness. All hail SupaWife!
You’re the greatest. Seriously.