“Do you want a mess, or a masterpiece?”, the master seamstress fondly reminded her young protégé…
A hopeful software craftsperson, I can imagine writing code so elegant that the source is featured in an NYC art gallery in the year 2442. But that’s just a fantasy, because here I am pushing my big grimy ball of software mud up the hill with everyone else, trapped and raging against the impossible triangle of quality, price, and speed.
But it’s not all stern foreheads and storm clouds — We’ve got fun code-wrangling blogs like tygertec to get us through the day. And coffee! We’ll always have coffee. And Paris. I’ve heard good things about Paris.