Pong

I notice I tend to start blog posts like an awk­ward attempt to jump-start a stalled con­ver­sa­tion: “So, I was look­ing at…” or “So, I was doing X…” It’s a lit­tle cow­ardly on my part, afraid to just jump into some­thing with­out some sort of warn­ing — in this case, the word “so”. Either that or I …

Oh. My. God.

Blackwater USA is cur­rently attempt­ing to mar­ket a cloth­ing line. Sometimes I think I’m the only one who has ever actu­ally seen Head Office all the way through. Allow me some rem­i­nisc­ing… [insert wavy flash­back lines here] Jane Caldwell: Don’t fall for it, Jack. Jack Issel: Fall for what? Jane Caldwell: For the lie we keep telling ourselves. …

Hell Motherfucking Yeah…

…or:      That’s some nice quote­whorin’, Lou. Watching non-programmers try­ing to run soft­ware com­pa­nies is like watch­ing some­one who doesn’t know how to surf try­ing to surf. “It’s ok! I have great advi­sors stand­ing on the shore telling me what to do!” they say, and then fall off the board, again and again.Joel on Software, My First …