I need to solicit an "Amen." If you have ever stared at a piece of code you wrote and gone: "What the frack does that mean?", give me an "Amen."

Lordy yes! Back when I used to (pretend to) code for a living, I would get into the Coding Zone. The next day or so I'd look at my code and think, "This is either absolutely frelling brilliant, or it's spaghetti. And I don't know which."

Random things about the federal response to Katrina: the FEMA rank-and-file (and other responders) were just operating on last-known-good orders. Some people had been told to drive trucks of water there, others had been told to stop trucks. In a crisis, people will stick to what they've been trained to do. Unless there is leadership.

This is where that asshat in charge of FEMA really failed, and by extension, the administration that put him in charge.

I just got home from work. Not only did I work on Sunday, it was the night shift. Now I have about 3 hours before I have to get up to work elsewhere.

Thank you, Nilly! And you're right, tommyrot, but I had to poke my head in here to see Nilly do her thing.

If you have ever stared at a piece of code you wrote and gone: "What the frack does that mean?", give me an "Amen."

I am infamous in my work group for forgetting completely what I wrote (or worked on) more than two weeks previous. I tell them I'm like that guy from Memento and they understand a little. In self-defense, I've come to using very explicit field names, parameters, as well as lots of helpful comments in the code as to what does which, and explaining what a function does when it's called.

It's like leaving a trail of bread crumbs....

Hippo Birdies, P-C!

Happy Birthday Polter-Cow!

What is a Bruin?

n.

1. A bear.

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A Bruin is like a Red Sox player; only far more unsung; less concerned with grooming, teeth, and social niceties. A Bruin is paid less; performs for fewer people and never in the light of day; on skates, often backwards. A Bruin expects to have a stick taken to his head at any given moment, and play on. A Bruin might be locked out for an entire season, but knows only a comparable few notice never mind object, because hockey isn't baseball.

If a vampire, homicidal maniac, or Karl Rove is headed straight for you, when you find yourself in a room full of players from the New England Patriots, the Boston Red Sox, the Boston Celtics, and the Boston Bruins, go Bruins. Choose Bruins. Hide behind the Bruin.

I dunno, some of those Patriots are very large men, so as to afford more hiding-behind space.

Depends if you're going for concealment or defense, I suppose.

And thus, you reveal your non-native status.

Timelies all!

Happy Birthday P-C!

Ugh, the snot monster is still residing in my sinuses. And to top it all off, I've had trouble sleeping the last couple of nights. Part of it is the can't-breathe-through-my-nose problem, but the other part is simply being wide awake when I shouldn't be. I don't know if it's because the Benedryl isn't working, or if the Sudafed is keeping me up long past the time when it was actually decongesting me. Feh...