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Kim and I recount a recent visit from my mother and eating at Frank, where they have bacon-infused bourbon.
I’m sitting flipping pages on the iPhone doing nothing. It’s the new twiddling your thumbs.
Themes of Bruce Sterling Works
Having finished up The Caryatids and the spime-tastic (unintentional) playbook for IBM's "Smart Planet" Shaping Things, I've now read all (I'm pretty sure...except for the Difference Engine, co-authored with William Gibson) of Bruce Sterling's books. There's a passel of them, but I'm a pretty big fan of his fiction and non-fiction. The list above is incomplete, of course, but it's the things I thought of as reoccurring several times through-out the short stories, fiction, and non-fiction.
From Servlets and the Web
Without the ability to show the customer something early, you'll build the wrong thing. And even after you've built the right thing, the customer will want to tweak it. And in order to know whether what you're doing is the right thing, you need to show it often.
From Servlets and the Web
Without the ability to show the customer something early, you'll build the wrong thing. And even after you've built the right thing, the customer will want to tweak it. And in order to know whether what you're doing is the right thing, you need to show it often.
From Servlets and the Web
Without the ability to show the customer something early, you'll build the wrong thing. And even after you've built the right thing, the customer will want to tweak it. And in order to know whether what you're doing is the right thing, you need to show it often.
For some reason, I just got coteindustries.tc for free. Whoopie!
For some reason, I just got coteindustries.tc for free. Whoopie!
For some reason, I just got coteindustries.tc for free. Whoopie!
Mullet Of The Week, always delivers...
for those of you in other countries: a soccer mom is an attractive, white mini-van driving, ex-cheerleader who married the football star the day after high school graduation. after a few ugly kids squirt out of her, she totes them around the suburbs like a kangaroo while their dad brings home the bacon at the toyota dealership and fucks random secratary sluts. they have a 3 bedroom 2 bath, 2 story house in the upper-middle class part of town and regularly attend school and town meetings and of course, all of their children's extra-curricular activities--currently the american dream. but i digress.