"Its not my fault" is the first excuse of the incompetent.

I sometimes take great comfort in the fact that no one I know has yet put a bullet it my brain. This means the either I'm doing something right, or I'm not worth the price of a bullet.

While I feel that it's true that each man (or woman's) death diminishes me, some of then diminish me by negative amounts.

If you light a man a fire, he will be warm for a day.
If you light a man ON fire, he will be warm for the rest of his life.

Two steps forward and one step back is just fine if it's on someone's face.

Panic, Fear and an fanatical devotion to the pope.

Rember, God never give you any more than it takes to crush all your hopes and dreams and leave you a quivering mass crying under the bed.

Down, not across.

That which does not kill us only delays the inevitable.

I have obtained the rank of ubergeek since my name was used as an adverb yesterday. (And if it wasn’t used as an adverb, I’m sure Honor will correct me) Apparently I “went all Dan on the scripts”. This means I took a mess of poorly written scripts that take days to configure and run successfully and rewrote them in the “arcane programming ( Read more... )