what kills me is those software commentators whose limited observations and twisted metaphors border on postmodern literary drivel. take joel, for example, who writes amusingly and even convincingly about fat construction workers whose interest in structural matters include external and internal human elements in the service of entertainment, either in swimming or singing form. [one obviously involves a wish to participate, the other, to procreate, but joel does not clarify which is which]
What kills me is the teams who get into the bad habit of holding meetings every time they need to figure out how something is going to work. Did you ever try to write poetry in a committee meeting? It’s like a bunch of fat construction guys trying to write an opera while sitting on the couch watching Baywatch. The more fat construction guys you add to the couch, the less likely you are to get opera out of it.
very funny stuff. it seriously confused my cat.
No comments:
Post a Comment