Webloggage: A second experiment in form.
Nov. 28th, 2002 12:53 pmMixerman's back.
If Boohoo (the story of boo.com) was 'The mythical man-month' accidentally rewritten as a shopping&fucking novel, then this is the same paper rewritten by Spinal Tap. It's the saga of an unnamed band as they attempt to record an album in LA and now NY. It's like watching a road-accident.
Cassandra complex. (Look it up)
Anyone who's had the misfortune to ask me about 'broadband' in the last four years will have heard me bang on about the bandwidth not mattering much, and will have observed my poorly-disguised contempt for the lackwits who gibber about 'contention ratios' and 'ping times' (because they understand neither latency or the way IP works). So now it appears I was right all along - the benefit of an 'always on' connection is that... It's always on. Well, duh.
[ Update-thingy ]
Shove your vitamin C up your arse.
... In which The Guardian jumps up and down gleefully on 'Alternative' medicine (Have they told the Barefoot Doctor yet?), white lab-coat flapping in the breeze. I fear I chortled regularly throughout the article. Homeopathy? Fraud!
If Boohoo (the story of boo.com) was 'The mythical man-month' accidentally rewritten as a shopping&fucking novel, then this is the same paper rewritten by Spinal Tap. It's the saga of an unnamed band as they attempt to record an album in LA and now NY. It's like watching a road-accident.
Cassandra complex. (Look it up)
Anyone who's had the misfortune to ask me about 'broadband' in the last four years will have heard me bang on about the bandwidth not mattering much, and will have observed my poorly-disguised contempt for the lackwits who gibber about 'contention ratios' and 'ping times' (because they understand neither latency or the way IP works). So now it appears I was right all along - the benefit of an 'always on' connection is that... It's always on. Well, duh.
[ Update-thingy ]
Shove your vitamin C up your arse.
... In which The Guardian jumps up and down gleefully on 'Alternative' medicine (Have they told the Barefoot Doctor yet?), white lab-coat flapping in the breeze. I fear I chortled regularly throughout the article. Homeopathy? Fraud!