Is Ballmer going to be another John Sculley, who nearly drove Apple into extinction because the board of directors thought that selling Pepsi was good preparation for running a computer company? The cult of the MBA likes to believe that you can run organizations that do things that you don’t understand.
Senior vice presidents [at Microsoft] sometimes review UI designs of individual features, a nod to Steve Jobs that would in better days have betokened a true honor but for its randomizing effects. Give me a cathedral, give me a bazaar — really, either would be great. Just not this middle world in which some decisions are made freely while others are made by edict, with no apparent logic separating each from the other but the seeming curiosity of someone in charge.
For this competition: No drips, no hearts, no skulls, no birds, no over‐sized animals, no internet cliches, no clusters of random things, no pirates, no ninjas, no ironic references to 80s pop‐culture, no 45‐degree angles, and for the love of all that is holy – no more talking food!
Perfect playthrough of Night Trap, one of the first games to use full‐motion‐video. This game seems like it was made just so that some schmuck would make fun of it on his blog twenty years later. As SeanBaby puts it: “Night Trap is exactly like switching between eight different channels — only at any time, seven on them are static shots of empty rooms and one is the worst show you’ve ever seen.”
The JavaScript for..in loop is broken. It’s not broken in the scope of what it was designed for, but it’s broken in the way that people expect it to work.
10 flagrant grammar mistakes that make you look stupid. Some people are just awful at grammar, and that’s fine, but nailing down the ten things on this list will make a world of difference. Until blogs get copy editors, this will have to do.
The world of the World Cup is the one I want to live in. I cannot resist its United Nations–like pageantry and high‐mindedness, the apolitical display of national characteristics, the revelation of deep human flaws and unexpected greatnesses, the fact that entire nations walk off the job or wake up at 3 a.m. to watch men kick a ball.
var family = $$('ol#smith'); family.appendChild( document.createElement( 'li' ).setAttribute( 'id', 'jackson' ) ); Okay, I’m a geek. But Steve Smith is a father. Congratulations, Steve.
Wow. I was sure of is. But the are people have convinced me. Put me down for are, and please hold while I go back and correct pretty much everything I’ve ever written.
If you’re an engineer at a company where becoming a manager is considered a promotion, then you only have three choices: become a manager yourself, or leave, or resign yourself to being a second‐class employee. It should be obvious — you can work through the math using three sock puppets — that this is an arrangement that pushes a company inexorably towards mediocrity. The best engineers either leave the company or try their hand at management, often with doubly disastrous consequences: they simultaneously lose the company a great engineer and gain them an awful manager.