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I have to write an ENTERPRISE scale application using it... some 400 pages with all the link-mare and reuse and on and on...
It feels like to build an arm-chair using a hammer only... and you only have screws...
Skipper: We'll fix it. Alex: Fix it? How you gonna fix this? Skipper: Grit, spit and a whole lotta duct tape.
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant Anonymous - The problem with quotes on the internet is that you can never tell if they're genuine Winston Churchill, 1944 - I'd just like a chance to prove that money can't make me happy. Me, all the time
I was able to predict that you were the author of this post, strictly by the verbiage in your thread title.
Marc Clifton wrote:
I do that regularly with Bill's post. Only rarely does someone else post something with a title that results in a false positive.
Receiving such high praise from such worthy upright members as these, how can an unworthy flea express his gratitude except through a poem equally unworthy:
it is always a matter of how much confusion
the messenger has infected the message with;
how much sandy grit, and mud of river flood,
has percolated through a permeable membrane
to bleed the outlines of semiotic intention
into fuzzily fractal subtextual stalagmites
no matter we are dark matter or grey matter,
we are always blinded fish in caves' rivers,
groping the bottom's pebbles to touch truth
by sensing seismic pulsations in the stream:
we distill our music from jostles of echoes,
dreaming the harmony is not home-made hooch
see how half-lies are inevitable twitchings
rattling our cherished edifice of halftruth?
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