I like Joel Spolsky. He has some pretty unconventional ideas about how to develop software, but he also has the courage of his convictions and the ability to set them down on paper in a pleasing manner. Really, I’m a sucker for any geek who writes well. They’re so far and few between.
But there are [...]
Paul Graham has some wonderful things to say about the nature of procrastination in his latest article:
There are three variants of procrastination, depending on what you do instead of working on something: you could work on (a) nothing, (b) something less important, or (c) something more important. That last type, I’d argue, is [...]
I love Christmas. I love everything about it: the gaudy lights, the twisted mutant Christmas carols, the obscene materialism, the annual War-On-Christmas canard. I love sitting next to a decorated Christmas tree, love reading good books in its flickering light. I love driving all around on Christmas Day to hang out with my family. I [...]
Yesterday I went over to Fox News headquarters to enlist in the War on Christmas, and I brought my friend Gronk. Gronk is a massive barbarian warrior with a flat dark eyes and olive skin and shoulders studded with overlapping, mounded convexities of muscle. His homeland of Shadinor was experiencing something of a damsel-in-distress draught, [...]
One of the most puzzling characteristics of our president, George W Bush, is his tendency to extol the virtues of the Christian ideals he claims to live by, while at the same time embracing a set of policies that are clearly antithetical to those ideals.
Take the personal bankruptcy bill that the Senate Republicans passed some [...]
One of the lesser joys of owning a dog is dealing with shit. I don’t mean figurative shit, of course, I mean literal shit. This is unfortunate. The thought of trailing behind a dog with a leash in one hand and a bag of crap in the other has never appealed to me, on any [...]
Here’s the thing about windows:
You could be looking out your window At a cold fall of sleet At black hills of churned slush At huddled shapes trudging bent and muffled through the chill At a dim and boiling sky smeared with bilious dark-bellied clouds
Until it becomes not a window But a mirror And in the reflection Behind your storm-tossed and winter-spent image Is [...]
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