Well, I’m back and I still own an appendix. I had appendicitis, but it took me a week and a half to figure it out. Couple that with my built-in fear of all things medicinal and by the time I had a CAT scan I’d actually beaten the inflammation back from whence it came. As … Continue reading Appendix Addendum
I was just putting my six year-old son to bed, I had sang him a song and was idly chatting him to calmness. Somehow, the conversation turned to homework and then to money and then to the kinds of jobs people can get, relative to the amount of homework they get done. “You could be … Continue reading There’s Always A “Butt”
Kimble Felton, doorstep musician, lean and mean is in. In restraint he bookbind, turning point stakes. Summer is almost here, be ready. So exorcism my expiate optimum, answer them. For a sabbath and the work that he died; not known them to accuse. Summer is almost here, be ready. A snow advisory means that periods … Continue reading Summer is almost here, be ready.
(For Ieuan) There once was a boy who had the small notion to build a big boat and sail the ocean. To sail the ocean, cross all seven seas, to find him a land made completely of cheese. So he gathered up nails and timber and tar and planned on the boat that would carry … Continue reading Made Completely of Cheese
It’s Never Full, Finished, Or Ready The Customer Is Usually Wrong The User Will Subvert The System It’s never full, finished, or ready Build processes. Create living documents. There will always be the desire to add more content, refine a feature, tweak the artwork. It is imperative to create minimum viable product and deploy. … Continue reading Jaz’s Laws of Web Development
When I was a wee lad of nine, I had a teacher named Mr. Jones. A short, portly Welshman, he was typical of the species: hairy-faced, pot-bellied and prone to restrained violence. His notoriety held our younger minds suspended in fear as we approached the requisite age for his class, as he was known for … Continue reading Mr. Jones and the Space Ship
This is an open response to Darl McBride’s “Open Letter to the Open Source Community” of September 9, 2003. His text is blockquoted. The original is available at www.sco.com. Darl McBride is President and CEO of SCO. I should also add that I have never built anything of note, I’m just a regular guy who likes … Continue reading Open Response to Darl McBride’s Open Letter
I know, I know, the subject has been beaten to death. However, I think that while the community has expressed its moral concerns and standards-based objections, we haven't explained it in a way THEY can understand. THEY think about such things as money, readership, service, branding, image and openings - not RFCs. So, this essay will look at how corporate types might be brought to understand the inherent evils of HTML email. I address the following to middle management everywhere.
My heart and I, I kiss your hand, madame. O maiden my maiden, gypsy moon, your eyes, serenade. You are my heart’s delight, gold and silver. If I am dreaming the Blue Danube, you, just you, the white dove.