A wee rave about Hardy

I shouldn't be writing this now; I should be packing for Edinburgh, where I'm going to be going for the weekend. But I felt that it was my duty as a Canonical employee and moreover as an Ubuntu user to state the following:

Hardy rocks!

Now, okay, it's still in beta, which by necessity means that there are bugs to be worked out. So far I haven't come across anything major. Indeed, as I write this I can't think of anything that's happened that has really bugged me at all. The only thing that springs to mind is the occasional crashing, for no apparent reason, of the gnome-panel. It's irritating, but nothing to make me rend my garments and stamp my feet.

If I were forced to use a single word to describe Hardy it would be: slick. It runs fast, even on my ageing desktop machine, even with Compiz's desktop effects turned up to the max. It's slick as a greased - I was going to say weasel but I really should say heron, I suppose. The theme - if you don't like brown then change the fucking colour scheme and stop whining -  looks excellent; so much so that I've dropped my hitherto-favoured UbuntuStudio default dark theme. I adore the default Hardy wallpaper. I think, moreover, that it should be made into a t-shirt (and where t-shirts are concerned I know what would make a good one - you'll find out why I say this some time in May, I think). Anyone who can bring me a t-shirt designed from the wallpaper before I create one myself will get a prize (I have no idea what form this will take).

So consider this a ringing endorsement for the Hardy Heron, with the caveat that it's still in beta. Hopefully it will get better from here-on in. There were one or two places (Compiz, notably) in which Gutsy got worse for me once beta ended (i.e. it stopped working in those regards until I reinstalled).

As an aside, Neil Gaiman just posted this, which tickled me:

As a side note, running Windows Vista on the Panasonic w7 is making me really nostalgic for 1986. Whoever thought I'd get to type things then stare at a blank screen for a bit and one-by-one watch the letters appear? Cory and Mike's "Why Don't You Run Linux?" talks are staring to seem much more sensible.

Go towards the light, Neil...

Oh, and yes, I do know that I'm well behind with posting my three-hundred and sixty-odd days photos. I doubt I'll get chance to get any uploaded before I go away, but I promise I'll catch up when I come back. Hopefully Edinburgh will provide lots of photo-fodder, even if it is, as forecast, more than a bit damp. We shall see.

Anyway, in the meantime, go out, get Hardy, install it, enjoy. And if you find problems with it, report them at Launchpad so that the distro team can sort it out in time for release. You have been told.

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Graham Binns is a writer, photographer, musician and software developer from Lancaster, England, with far too much hair, a penchant for odd t-shirts and a magnificent hat. He has been making things up for as long as he can remember and has been making code work for long enough to make a living from it.

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