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Reminds me of an experience from last millenium. Moving hardware development to a new office, we couldn't take the huge departmental whiteboard with us. Out with a camera, backed it up to Ektachrome. A few days later, in the new office, projected that on the wall and transcribed the important stuff. There were lots of words, block diagrams, circuit snippets. And a heap of what we'd now call links.
Software rusts. Simon Stephenson, ca 1994. So does this signature. me, 2012
We actually do take photos on our phones of the whiteboard before we wipe it clean for precisely this reason
"There are two ways of constructing a software design: One way is to make it so simple that there are obviously no deficiencies, and the other way is to make it so complicated that there are no obvious deficiencies. The first method is far more difficult." - C.A.R. Hoare
Reminds me of when I was taking an macro economics class a while back. The textbook was actually printed on paper but there were places where it had URLs or other underlined text and I sometimes found myself tapping on the text with my finger.
My wife would have carefully opened the base of the tub, removed all the ice cream and then carefully glued the base in place so no evidence showed. She would probably also have refilled the tub with crushed ice cubes to simulate the weight.
Did I mention we both previously worked for a certain department of military intelligence?
- I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.
Smart of her, but then I would do the same to some other stuff she will open anytime soon: Carefully open the base, remove all contents, insert a tarantula to simulate the weight and then carefully glue the bottom back in.
In Texas you just had to look around a little to find a tarantula. Or a Black Widow, but these are far less scary and far more dangerous.
I have lived with several Zen masters - all of them were cats.
His last invention was an evil Lasagna. It didn't kill anyone, and it actually tasted pretty good.