I had seen some of the security bugs Shimmy had reported to Sun and DEC and been impressed with his bug-finding skills. In time I would learn that he had shoulder-length straight black hair, a preference for showing up at work wearing sandals and "raggedy-ass jeans," and a passion for cross-country skiing. He sounded every bit like the kind of Californian conjured by the term "dude"—as in, "Hey, dude, howz it hangin’?"