Panic
Back in the dark ages, when RAM was measured in double digit K’s and a processors had names like 496, I was an over caffeinated, sleep deprived Unix system administrator who worked for, how shall I put this politely, a “Sicilian bank.” I survived that and the “dot com” bubble. Now I’m back using Linux, fighting spam, Internet viruses and generally protecting the American Way … not that exactly. Humm. I need some more coffee.
