Ghetto Supastar

That’s what I feel like today. That’s also what I’m blasting on my Monsoons.

The weather’s warm, the sun’s out, lots of interesting happenings this week, and by the mere acting of thinking of looking for work, I’ve been contacted by three people asking me to flaunt my mad koding skillz! One of them needs me to come over for a design meeting this afternoon.

There’s also the matter of a phone call I got this morning. The call was actually for Paul (who’s gone to Washington DC for a meeting, then down to Florida to visit his folks and take care of some vehicle registration stuff) by a guy from the Weekly Standard. I told him that Paul had already left, after which he asked who I was. After hearing my name he said “Oh, yes, the other Peekabooty programmer. I know all about you. You’re a legend in my mind.”

Daaaaamn right.

(Note: The Weekly Standard is owned by News Corporation, which in turn is largely owned by Rupert Murdoch. I wrote an article on the Peekabooty site about Murdoch’s kowtowing to the Chinese Government in order to secure lucrative satellite TV deals. Perhaps I’m legendary to the Weekly Standard reporter for my blasphemy rather than my coding skills, rakish charm or dulcet accordion playing. I’ll still take it as a compliment. As Oscar Wilde said, the only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about.)

I have a little work to do right now, so I’ll just close with this freestyle rap:

That’s d-e-v-i-l-l-a

I’m the Flip-hop coder Cassius Clay.


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