When you’re debugging, make sure the user interface isn’t the problem.
When I was little, I had a deer antler. I don’t remember where I got it from. One day, I decided to cut a piece off. I don’t remember why. It may have been to make a necklace or something. What I do remember is the thick smoke and acrid smell as the blade cut through.
Today, September 4th, 2012, at 3:58 PM, my daughter, Mia Kathryn, was born. We were very lucky to have an easy delivery. I don’t think we could have asked for better.
The thing about Communism (in the Marxist sense) is that it is utopian on paper, but shoddy in practice. Men coming together in harmonic balance is ruined by the scum that collects on the outside, and it wears away at the collective until the commune falls apart.