a new, and very well-written thus far, blog:
Finally, it hit me.
Specifically, a 1990 Buick Century. I was thrown onto the hood, hit the windshield, bounced off the asphalt, and ended up on my back in the middle of the street. In the end, I walked away with little more than some light internal bleeding and the knowledge that I was one tough motherfucker.
Now, don’t get me wrong. Getting hit by a car is no picnic, but it doesn’t make you the world’s toughest programmer. For one thing, you have to learn how to program, but we’ll get to that. You also have to be genuinely tough and not just, say, lucky. We’ll get to that too.