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It has been a while since I've encountered this, but just in case it's not clear - do not, and I mean, do not, validate people's names
Somehow I’ve started seeing programming languages contempt culture crop up in my timeline again. Setting aside the actual mess that is, it has never stopped baffling me that people throw shade on Java devs. Like, have you ever used Java?! Because I have, and I got owned. You won’t win in a fight with Java or with Java devs. They run the world.

A few times I have told the anecdote that the singly most baffling thing I ever saw in a code review — not the most insecure, just the most “how could a real programmer have written this? how could this ever make sense?” thing — was simply a C++ variable “number_of_trucks” … declared as float. Unambiguously referring to real physical trucks in a fleet.

Reader, it’s been over ten years and I am blowing the gods damn whistle. I had edited that story to protect the guilty: the variable was named number_of_planes. It was shipped by a company whose name begins with “B” and rhymes with “GOING out of business.”

“I want some”
“No, it’s an adult drink”

Reader, it’s a multi vitamin drink.

On call with nana, grandad is apparently in the shower. Toddler promptly says “cleaning grandad bum bum” 😂 🤭

What the eff is a visualised podcast, that’s just TV.

I’m old.

“Try to catch me then I go Houdini” I believe to go Houdini you need to have been caught, Dua

Getting two people here and back from Luton airport would cost me either £400 for train tickets plus another £20 for taxis or £450 for a taxi directly point to point. This seems … ridiculous?

P.S. this is for the most direct way by train, I know it’s possible to bypass London but not an option for visitors unfamiliar with the rail system.

#hugops to the HMRC (?) Digital team dealing with the onslaught of parents applying for more childcare. Rough start to the work week.
I do not enjoy the reduced light this time of year, but I do enjoy the “I’ve done so many things and it’s not even sunrise yet!” feeling