The image to the right shows 2 panels from a 10 panel graphic describing the typical development and production process. It’s funny because, unfortunately, it’s pretty true to form. The panel about the analyst is the only one that mentions design, but as a developer, I would suggest an extra panel between the analyst and the programmer: How the designer designed it. It would depict a lavish tree-house with multiple swings, a slide, flags, and so on. But I’m not writing this post to knock on designers. In fact, today I’m going to wag my finger at my fellow developers.
Archive for March, 2009
I saw this banner ad and thought, “now they’re trying to give Ann Coulter away? I guess nobody wants her.”
Free, huh? I’ll pass.
There’s a guy who parks his Porsche at a parking meter across the street from our building nearly every day, and nearly every day he gets a parking ticket. We all wonder why he doesn’t just feed the meter, since doing so would save him over $10 a day. We joke that he must be doing his part to boost the economy.
This morning we saw a sure sign that everyone is being hit hard by the economic crisis in our country: Porsche guy put money in the meter. None of us had ever seen him do it before, and everyone crowded around my window when I announced it to the office. Although I haven’t seen him plug the meter since then, he doesn’t have a ticket on his windshield yet.
This week is going to be incredibly busy for me. Today is the only day without a meeting or appointment after work. I guess I’m just getting to be a really popular guy! I’m going to try to keep on blogging every day, but I can’t make any promises.
Today I had an idea for how to make the “spring forward” with Daylight Saving Time more bearable: Instead of springing forward at 2 A.M. on Sunday morning, let’s spring forward at 4 P.M. on Monday, thereby bringing 5 P.M. early!
Bananas are a fantastic fruit. I love bananas, but they have a built-in problem. When you eat a banana, you’re left with the peel, which sits in your garbage can and quickly becomes… Pungent. No, pungent isn’t the right word. Odoriferous. Malodorous. Stinky. And the longer they sit, the worse they smell. It’s a problem, bananas. See a specialist.
Anyone who claims to be psychic isn’t, and although there are some people out there who genuinely believe they have “the gift,” there are many others who know full well they’re lying to people.