ColdFusion Muse

Last Quote of the Year

Dave Watts (who really really needs to blog for all of our sakes) made this statement in regards to logical separation of data, logic and display elements in an application.

"If you were building a house made from brick, you could use lots of regular-sized bricks, or you could use one gigantic brick. Most people would find the former a more workable option."

Now where else are you going to get that kind of cyber wisdom eh? Here's hoping 2007 is a banner year for all of our Coldfusion Muse Friends.

CF Muse Christmas Wish

To all of you who celebrate this holiday as the birth of Christ, have a very happy Christmas. To those of you who celebrate Chanukah, Happy Chanukah. To the Kwanza participants, happy Kwanza. To those of you who use the Holiday as an excuse to enjoy family, friends, and (hopefully) copious amounts of food, I wish you blessings or happiness or whatever phrase means the most to you at this time of year. I hope you take the time to appreciate what you have and I hope that you find time to be charitable and bless someone else in the spirit of the season.

CF Muse's Christmas Wish

("I heard the Bells" by Heather Prusse downloadable at DeFord Music)

Twas the Night Before Merger

Twas the night before the Merger, when all through the Net,
Not a Web site was stirring, not even devnet.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. PDF soon would be there.

The designers were nestled all snug in their beds,
With visions of OSX support in their heads;
And Ma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Put the PC on Standby and shutdown the MAC.

Listen Here

Starbucks and the Roadmap For Peace

Everyone talks about world peace. People even say it's what they want for Christmas. But no one really does anything about it. I'm about to change all that. I have a plan that is so revolutionary, so ingenious, so incredibly innovative that some might even think my crack-pot idea is almost mediocre.

listen here

The Monkey and the Pie

My son Matthew is the youngest of 3 children, and as such he has worked very hard all his life to "keep up" with his siblings. When they are having conversations that are not completely understandable to him he's not bothered in the least. He's perfectly content to participate by simply making it up as he goes along. He also has an imagination that is more fertile than most - of course I would say that as his father.

Humorous Flash Card and Song Parody

I know I often bemoan the fact that so much mail is the same old jokes recycled again and again, and lord knows I've criticized my mother for cluttering up my already full mailbox with the latest Internet Hoax.... but she sent me this card yesterday and its really funny. With Thanksgiving coming up I just had to share it. I especially love the fro.

I will survive

A Cubs Fan Congratulates the White Sox (sort of)

I'm a cubs Fan. I'm not one of those usurper who borrow the sentiment from cable TV to feel more middle American. I'm a true blue cubs fan from childhood. I grew up in Chicago and went to Cubs Games on the "El" with friends almost every week in the summer. We would pack up some ham sandwiches and frozen pop in our backpacks and hit the train for the afternoon games. In those days (the late 70's and early 80's) there were no night games. Wrigley Field was a summer dream, idyllic and pure like a Norman Rockwell drawing or a New England Lighthouse. Our cubbies never won much - and we returned the favor by not caring much about that one little thing.

Gateway Marks the Internet's End (film at 11:00)

I'm not a big fan of gateway computers. Ever Since my gateway laptop failed after 2 months use in 1999 I have always figured I'd be better off with a stone tablet and an abacus. Given a choice between a Gateway and a good poke in the eye with a sharp stick I'd take the poke. Well ok, I'd take the Gateway, but I'd look at the stick for a long time before deciding. Given my predisposition to despise their products (I'm sure they employ many wonderful people) the following item still makes me feel sorry for them - at least a little bit.