Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



In the city’s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin’ rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an’ forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin’ constantly at stake
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
— Bob Dylan, Chimes Of Freedom

And let’s face it – do you really want the bright sparks who work there now, and manage to break lots of perfectly good working code – rewriting the core calculating engine in Excel? Better keep them busy adding and removing dancing paper clips all day long. — Joel Spolsky, Explaining the Excel Bug

17:56 <chris2> i think i found a mongrel easteregg
17:56 <chris2> the mime_types.yml contain ".dhh: application/david-heinemeier-hansson"