Linux Art

Grig (the navigator):
        ... so you see, it's just the two of us against the entire space
        armada.
Alex (the gunner):
        What?!?
Grig:   I've always wanted to fight a desperate battle against
        overwhelming odds.
Alex:   It'll be a slaughter!
Grig:   That's the spirit!
                -- The Last Starfighter

H. L. Mencken suffers from the hallucination that he is H. L. Mencken --
there is no cure for a disease of that magnitude.
                -- Maxwell Bodenheim

        "Hawk, we're going to die."
        "Never say die... and certainly never say we."
                -- M*A*S*H

He played the king as if afraid someone else would play the ace.
                -- John Mason Brown, drama critic

He was a fiddler, and consequently a rogue.
                -- Jonathon Swift

"Hello," he lied.
                -- Don Carpenter, quoting a Hollywood agent

Hello.  Jim Rockford's machine, this is Larry Doheny's machine.  Will you
please have your master call my master at his convenience?  Thank you.
Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.
                -- "The Rockford Files"

Hi Jimbo.  Dennis.  Really appreciate the help on the income tax.  You wanna
help on the audit now?
                -- "The Rockford Files"

Hoaars-Faisse Gallery presents:
An exhibit of works by the artist known only as Pretzel.

The exhibit includes several large conceptual works using non-traditional
media and found objects including old sofa-beds, used mace canisters,
discarded sanitary napkins and parts of freeways.  The artist explores
our dehumanization due to high technology and unresponsive governmental
structures in a post-industrial world.  She/he (the artist prefers to
remain without gender) strives to create dialogue between viewer and
creator, to aid us in our quest to experience contemporary life with its
inner-city tensions, homelessness, global warming and gender and
class-based stress.  The works are arranged to lead us to the essence of
the argument: that the alienation of the person/machine boundary has
sapped the strength of our voices and must be destroyed for society to
exist in a more fundamental sense.

Hollywood is where if you don't have happiness you send out for it.
                -- Rex Reed