What's in a name? A secret message?
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I thought CSS chose his name in honour of the language. However, it came to me in dream that it has deeper meaning. The last part is actually an acronym for Stupid Hints And Ridiculous Prophecies. So that's what you see when opening one of his posts. :)
Regards David R --------------------------------------------------------------- "Every program eventually becomes rococo, and then rubble." - Alan Perlis The only valid measurement of code quality: WTFs/minute.
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I thought CSS chose his name in honour of the language. However, it came to me in dream that it has deeper meaning. The last part is actually an acronym for Stupid Hints And Ridiculous Prophecies. So that's what you see when opening one of his posts. :)
Regards David R --------------------------------------------------------------- "Every program eventually becomes rococo, and then rubble." - Alan Perlis The only valid measurement of code quality: WTFs/minute.
riced wrote:
it came to me in dream
You started having nightmares?
The bearing of a child takes nine months, no matter how many women are assigned.
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riced wrote:
it came to me in dream
You started having nightmares?
The bearing of a child takes nine months, no matter how many women are assigned.
No - just thought I'd quote an authoritative source like CSS. :)
Regards David R --------------------------------------------------------------- "Every program eventually becomes rococo, and then rubble." - Alan Perlis The only valid measurement of code quality: WTFs/minute.
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No - just thought I'd quote an authoritative source like CSS. :)
Regards David R --------------------------------------------------------------- "Every program eventually becomes rococo, and then rubble." - Alan Perlis The only valid measurement of code quality: WTFs/minute.
Leave the poor guy alone, it's not his fault to believe things that can't be supported by straight facts, sometimes happens to anyone, who didn't believe in UFO's before? we even thought to see one or two, didn't you?
I want to die like my grandfather- asleep, not like the passengers in his car, screaming!