CodeProject addiction will kill me one day
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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it's happened a few times to me, too
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Home cooked, healthy food is just plain wrong for a programmer. Stick to Twinkies and Big Macs.:-D Glad you're alright; I've had a few forgotten meals turn into stovetop conflagrations in my time.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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That is why I always use the micrwave or the oven - they both have timers to turn themselves off. A stove without a timer in the house of a progrmamer is just asking for trouble ... :rolleyes: Of course, I have woken up on occasion to heat some cereal for breakfast and found the green beans still sitting there from dinner the night before - forgot to go back to eat them!
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Emmmm, perhaps a smoke alarm for Christmas is in order ... We'd hate to see anything happen to you Corinna, then who would tell us how to go about embedding data into the molecular structure of a Quark??? ;)
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Corinna John wrote:
I calmed down quickly and started coding again.
Glad you got your priorities right. :)
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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It's nice to know I'm not the only one. I tend to burn pizzas, my oven is bit tempromental and needs watching but very seldom burn anything on the stove. My favourite glass lidded saucepan rattles while the contents is boiling and goes quiet when the water gets low which is enough to alert me to the readiness of food.;P
Nothing is exactly what it seems but everything with seems can be unpicked.
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Home cooked, healthy food is just plain wrong for a programmer. Stick to Twinkies and Big Macs.:-D Glad you're alright; I've had a few forgotten meals turn into stovetop conflagrations in my time.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Sounds familiar! I think you need to forget overly sophisticated kitchen equipment like pots and pans. Get microwaveable meals that you can eat straight from the package while coding.
Phil
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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I cook my own food too, but I've never been this bad.
Corinna John wrote:
But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!!
Wish I'd been there to see it.
Cheers, विक्रम
And sleep will come, it comes to us all And some will fade and some will fall
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Emmmm, perhaps a smoke alarm for Christmas is in order ... We'd hate to see anything happen to you Corinna, then who would tell us how to go about embedding data into the molecular structure of a Quark??? ;)
:..::. Douglas H. Troy ::..
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molecular structure of a Quark
Odd notion of scale you have there.
Software Zen:
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Real programers buy food in bags that have SQL printed on them. (yes, it is from the daily wtf)
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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{HUMOR}This whole post is me having fun with the statement, "If she could cook I'd marry her."{/HUMOR}{SEXIST}Potentially Sexist and I want that to be funny. Women are not expected to cook in my house. I do 50% of the cooking or more if I have the time.{/SEXIST} So you are attractive and smart. Your articles here are a great read. I think a lot of guys might have been interested. But now we have some real concerns about your cooking. You've really thrown some unhandled exceptions for those of us who are male and single. I think you need to absolve yourself by writing a good article based upon timers and reminders that way your computer can prompt you to provide proper care for your meals in preparation while you work on CP content. Maybe even a cooking class would be appropriate I mean... every recipe I've ever made did convey some responsibility to the preparer for time management. You really need to get a handle on this before it gets out of hand. You could be single forever!:laugh: DISCLAIMER: This entire post was tinged with bits of sexism, male stupidness and general stereotypes. The author of this post readily admits the problem but begs forgiveness as he meant the whole to be innocently funny and hopes he offended nobody with his blatant acts of stupid humor.:rose: Carry on!:-D
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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Reminds me of the time my mother was steaming some vegetable and the steamer pot exploded! Good thing is she was away from the explosion and the force of, bad thing was it cracked our stove's top, and the kitchen walls, roof and cupboards were covered with vegetables! The ironic thing was the pot was clean however... Anyways the above probably tells you I'm living with my parents (when I get an actual secure job that doesn't bore me I'll move), but when I think of it my diet will be just BREAD. Bread and butter for bfast, bread and peanut butter for lunch and dinner. I should thank you actually, I've now realized all I need in my kitchen is a toaster, and a fridge for the butter :laugh:
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Yesterday evening I was just about to continue writing an article for CP, when I thought: Let's cook something for supper, before diving into the code! Soup with noodles and amaranth, yes, that sounds simple and can nearly cook itself while I'm writing. So I filled water and amaranth into pot, put it onto the cooker and left the kitchen... About two hours later I had forgotten all about food. As I left my computer to go to the bathroom, a strange smell of smoke tickled my nose. I wondered where the strange smell came from and for a second I thought it might have come from the hall through the closed door. But then the harddisk in my head started to work ... SCREAM!!!! I took a deep breath, ran into the kitchen (which was a single grey cloud), turned off the cooker and opened the window. Then I ran back into the living room to continue breathing. the kitchen was nothing but smoke, the hall began to stink as well. Well, it's really not the first time I forget my food on the cooker. So I calmed down quickly and started coding again. When the smoke in the kitchen had cleared a little, I returned to check the smell. It didn't get any better. Again, the rarely used parts of my brain started working ... of course, there's more and more smell coming out of the pot! So I put the pot out onto the terrace. Out there in the night, in cool fresh air and this winter's first snow (yes, last night I saw the first snowflakes fall!), I could take a closer look at the thing. There were black marks all over the lid, the plastik knob on top of it had little blisters. Damn it, my only small pot had experienced some kind of meltdown! As I said before, it wasn't the first time my food burned whil I was writing or coding. I happend quite often since last year. Until a year ago, I hadn't had a kitchen and the cooker had been standing in my living room, together with the computer... Well, it was just another coding night without supper. But it was the first time there was thick smoke in my apartment and also the first time I destroyed the kitchen hardware. Someday I'll starve (in the morning my "body mass index" was 18.1, I can't afford getting any thinner) or I'll burn inside my apartment and my gravestone will say: Died of C# overdose and CodeProject addiction. Anyway, I think I'll finish the article next weekend. :) Have a nice day (and cold food) coco
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You need a husband. ;P Marc
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Reminds me of the time my mother was steaming some vegetable and the steamer pot exploded! Good thing is she was away from the explosion and the force of, bad thing was it cracked our stove's top, and the kitchen walls, roof and cupboards were covered with vegetables! The ironic thing was the pot was clean however... Anyways the above probably tells you I'm living with my parents (when I get an actual secure job that doesn't bore me I'll move), but when I think of it my diet will be just BREAD. Bread and butter for bfast, bread and peanut butter for lunch and dinner. I should thank you actually, I've now realized all I need in my kitchen is a toaster, and a fridge for the butter :laugh:
Rick Seenarine wrote:
Reminds me of the time my mother was steaming some vegetable and the steamer pot exploded! Good thing is she was away from the explosion and the force of, bad thing was it cracked our stove's top, and the kitchen walls, roof and cupboards were covered with vegetables!
Yikes! My mom had a gasket fail in her pressure cooker and squirt scalding bean spray all over the place, but nothing nearly as spectacular what happened to yours.
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{HUMOR}This whole post is me having fun with the statement, "If she could cook I'd marry her."{/HUMOR}{SEXIST}Potentially Sexist and I want that to be funny. Women are not expected to cook in my house. I do 50% of the cooking or more if I have the time.{/SEXIST} So you are attractive and smart. Your articles here are a great read. I think a lot of guys might have been interested. But now we have some real concerns about your cooking. You've really thrown some unhandled exceptions for those of us who are male and single. I think you need to absolve yourself by writing a good article based upon timers and reminders that way your computer can prompt you to provide proper care for your meals in preparation while you work on CP content. Maybe even a cooking class would be appropriate I mean... every recipe I've ever made did convey some responsibility to the preparer for time management. You really need to get a handle on this before it gets out of hand. You could be single forever!:laugh: DISCLAIMER: This entire post was tinged with bits of sexism, male stupidness and general stereotypes. The author of this post readily admits the problem but begs forgiveness as he meant the whole to be innocently funny and hopes he offended nobody with his blatant acts of stupid humor.:rose: Carry on!:-D
code-frog wrote:
So you are attractive and smart. Your articles here are a great read. I think a lot of guys might have been interested. But now we have some real concerns about your cooking.
I admit to being concerned, but it's not a big worry. Heck, I'd cook for her any day and every day.
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