Unhelpful

Quote from the ‘Street Talk - How Do You Envision God?’ section of the Riverport Times (free publication) in St. Louis…

Lexie Korba. Student, St. Louis Community College-Meramec:

“Honestly, I don’t believe in God, but if I did I would envision a crusty heap of garbage oozing rancid sandwich dressing. It’s got little pink bunnies poking out, looking around, and it’s emanating the sound that cicadas make when they die.”

web developers = ‘pain in the ass’

It’s one thing to be a slave to the corporate machine, but to put up with the web developers they hire is another story…

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch. “Why can’t I load a 2Gb table into memory to do a simple ’search & replace’?”; “What are all these ‘^M’ characters in my HTML?”; “What do you mean I don’t have ‘root’ access on the production server?”. Blah, blah, blah.

Fuck ‘em. If I were doing the hiring they’d have a terminal and a ‘Vi’ session to prove their worth. It seems any ass with a Windoze HTML GUI can get in the doors these days, esp. if they have their green card and a PhD in Environmental Engineering from India.

Yeah, I’m a UNIX bigot - prove me otherwise…

A day in the life of Midwest-Suburbia…

My life is fairly routine and boring, so the most I could come up with for my initial rant was to bitch about my neighbors and where life has rooted me for the time being…

Being a native of the east coast and somewhat outgoing as a teen, I find the fact of living in the burbs outside of St. Louis surprising at times. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice to have a new house to call your own but it’s ‘where’ you call home that you have to be concerned about.

I grew up in rural Maryland, so I’m familiar with all the hicks, rednecks, hee-haws and refugees (a West Virginian who managed to find their way across the Potomac) anyone could imagine. But in Missouri (Mizzoraah to the natives), they’ve redefined the term ‘redneck.’ The southerner’s have they’re own thing, but I guess we’re just too close to Arkansas (i.e. West Memphis Three). Even though I live in a middle to upper-class neighborhood, I find myself surrounded by 4X4’s and Union members. A weekend trip to Wal-Mart is definitely better than the circus.

to be continued…