I'm lucky.
My head hit the driver's side window and neither it nor my head shattered.
So I've got that going for me.
A Jeep Cherokee carelessly ran a stop sign and slammed into my goofy-looking mini-van last night. I have insurance, thankfully, but with an expired driver's license (yeah, I know--dumb--but I only realized it recently) I'll be unable to rent a van. So...I wonder how I will get our drums and equipment to the Stork Club in Oakland tonight...? Hm. Perhaps I can convert some of J_'s and C_'s old shoeboxes, MacGvyer-like, into a makeshift drum kit...or perhaps a rocket launcher?
"You have to find a way to give [programmers] promotions without turning them into managers," says Eric Schmidt, CEO of Novell, "because they are not going to make very good executives." Thanks, now I can stop worrying about accidentally becoming a CTO and remain a peer-supported social freak. [via Caterina]
And here's another problem with being a myopic programmer. Last night while discovering the link above I just found out that there was a movement to raise AIDS awareness called "A Day Without Weblogs." So, my self-image is the following: No-license-having, bashed-van-owning, mangerially-challengened, AIDS-loving jerk.
So I've got that going for me.