I got VirtualBox to run a different virgin distro inside my Precise Pangolin on a virtual machine today. A computer inside a computer that I can nuke without so much as mussing the hair on my real one. All the little hard-drive-children of Jimville are filled with joy because at long last, their potential shelf-life is looking up.
A very satisfactory end to a day, eh?
WE HAVE TO GO WEIRDER... (BONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG)