Wednesday, May 23, 2007


Martinified, flamingoed and resoberized, Cappy faces the future. Trying to dodge to pies and arrows of outrageous fate. The whole department is awaiting the decision on the future of our beloved DBMS, and anticipating it's demise somewere in the future. Looks like I'll head toward the future direction, and if no support at work head for the easier but less powerfull alternative. You can't fight the future, must embrace it. Or some such management happyspeak gobbeldygook. Mice, cheese, fish. Fuck 'em. Just hand me the manuals.

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