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Monthly Archives: June 2004
The Sassbert Primer
* is a web developer
* lives in San Diego, CA
* born and raised in East Northport, NY
* graduated NHS 1994
* graduated SDSU 2003
* married nearly a year
* has 2 brothers also in SD
* loves kitties
* likes food, epecially steaks and pizza
* beer drinker (prefers lagers)
* 60’s rocker wannabee
* prefers his shirts ironed
* never wears pleats
* 15 1/2 shirt
* 36 x 32 pants
* 10 1/2 shoe
* only wears 100% cotton
* drives a 2003 Mini Cooper, but really wants that black 89′ 5-series
* no longer uses the word ‘party’ as a verb
* has been blogging since before it was cool
* has latent workaholic tendencies
* has a low bullshit tolerance
* cursed with a variety of foul stenches
* skateboards and doesn’t suck
* contemplates moving to NYC every day
* has hair that grows like a weed
* is his own worst critic
* stays up too late
* gets up too early
* works too many hours
* maintains a strict ‘no whiners’ policy
* is getting fatter by the hour
* gets a good night’s sleep whenever possible
* doesn’t really care about material success, but gets it when he can
* isn’t into scenes or scenesters
* avoids excessive time spent on hobbies
* hates to be broke, but has been more than once
* remembers everything he hears and sees
* encyclopedic knowledge of trivial crap
* too cynical for his age
* plays hardball when necessary
* mostly honest and trustworthy
* values personal responsibility above nearly everything else
* prefers reality to fantasy
* likes movies
* has been known to rock out
* is a news junkie
* still reads MAD magazine
* is ready to by a house and ‘setttle down’
* is hot for Gweneth Paltrow, Jennifer Aniston and J-Lo
* Likes rap, sometimes
* is never pedestrian
* eats bagels
* is not particularly interested in religion
* is not a pseudo-intellectual
* studied latin, philosophy & art
* is not impressed by bling
* prefers brunettes to blondes
* is not interested in 99% of modern art
* clings to the belief that skills matter
* could sell ice to eskimos but doesn’t want to be as salesman
* doesn’t own a cell phone, but is getting closer to buying one
* wishes he had gone to a good college
* likes finance and business
* stays hungry
* wants to start a business
* loves travel
* was a filthy hippie
* observes people’s habits even when they aren’t aware of them
* doesn’t want free stuff
* avoids cake before dinner
* is never, ever satisfied.
Over Under Sideways Down
Over it:
* Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Fever to Tell
* Matrix Revolutions
* Jay-Z – The Black Album
* Nico – These Days
Into it:
* New York Dolls – New York Dolls
* Coldplay – A Rush of Blood to the Head
* L’il Flip – Game Over
* Panic Room
Joel on Houseware
I am in danger of becoming a Joel Spolsky fanboy. This article is amazing.
“And here’s the clincher: I noticed (and confirmed this with a recruiter friend) that Windows API programmers here in New York City who know C++ and COM programming earn about $130,000 a year, while typical Web programmers using managed code languages (Java, PHP, Perl, even ASP.NET) earn about $80,000 a year. That’s a huge difference, and when I talked to some friends from Microsoft Consulting Services about this they admitted that Microsoft had lost a whole generation of developers. The reason it takes $130,000 to hire someone with COM experience is because nobody bothered learning COM programming in the last eight years or so, so you have to find somebody really senior, usually they’re already in management, and convince them to take a job as a grunt programmer, dealing with (God help me) marshalling and monikers and apartment threading and aggregates and tearoffs and a million other things that, basically, only Don Box ever understood, and even Don Box can’t bear to look at them any more.”
Breakdown
I finally learned how to use a visual debugger – lemme just say: “WHY THE HELL HAVEN’T I BEEN USING THIS ALL ALONG?”
I was a print-statement guy for a long time, but I can say with no hesitation: a visual debugger that can step-through code is an essential tool.
It’s All About The Pentiums
It’s all about the Pentiums, baby
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It’s all about the Pentiums, baby
It’s all about the Pentiums, baby
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
Yeah
What y’all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin’ time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin’ at Hewlett Packard?
Workin’ at a desk with a dumb little placard?
Yeah, payin’ the bills with my mad programming skills
Defraggin’ my hard drive for thrills
I got me a hundred gigabytes of RAM
I never feed trolls and I don’t read spam
Installed a T1 line in my house
Always at my PC, double-clickin’ on my mizouse
Upgrade my system at least twice a day
I’m strictly plug-and-play, I ain’t afraid of Y2K
I’m down with Bill Gates, I call him “Money” for short
I phone him up at home and I make him do my tech support
It’s all about the Pentiums, what?
You’ve gotta be the dumbest newbie I’ve ever seen
You’ve got white-out all over your screen
You think your Commodore 64 is really neato
What kinda chip you got in there, a Dorito?
You’re usin’ a 286? Don’t make me laugh
Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half?
You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette
You’re the biggest joke on the Internet
Your database is a disaster
You’re waxin’ your modem, tryin’ to make it go faster
Hey fella, I bet you’re still livin’ in your parents’ cellar
Downloadin’ pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar
And postin’ “Me too!” like some brain-dead AOL-er
I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller
You’re just about as useless as jpegs to Hellen Keller
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
Now, what y’all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin’ time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin’ at Hewlett Packard?
Uh, uh, loggin’ in now
Wanna run wit my crew, hah?
Rule cyberspace and crunch numbers like I do?
They call me the king of the spreadsheets
Got ’em printed out on my bedsheets
My new computer’s got the clocks, it rocks
But it was obsolete before I opened the box
You say you’ve had your desktop for over a week?
Throw that junk away, man, it’s an antique
Your laptop is a month old? Well that’s great
If you could use a nice, heavy paperweight
My digital media is write-protected
Every file inspected, no viruses detected
I beta tested every operation system
Gave props to some, and others? I dissed ’em
While your computer’s crashin’, mine’s multitaskin’
It does all my work without me even askin’
Got a flat-screen monitor forty inches wide wide
I believe that your says “Etch-A-Sketch” on the side
In a 32-bit world, you’re a 2-bit user
You’ve got your own newsgroup, “alt.total-loser”
Your motherboard melts when you try to send a fax
Where’d you get your CPU, in a box of Cracker Jacks?
Play me online? Well, you know that I’ll beat you
If I ever meet you I’ll control-alt-delete you
What? What? What? What? What?
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It’s all about the Pentiums! (It’s all about the Pentiums, baby)
Now, what y’all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin’ time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin’ at Hewlett Packard?
What??