sanemagazine: wonderful rubbish

There is a great argument for having your own crew of programmers in-house.
This is the argument that usually accounts for the large crate of sugary products sitting by/blocking the door and a whole load of useless metal and plastic bits hanging about the office resting on desks, shelves, carpets, the dog, perched precariously from various monitors and television screens around and about. Useless metal and plastic which remains useless and metal and plastic (if a bit more smudged) even after hours of concerted fiddling and twisting and tapping whilst making contorted faces usually associated with something highly technical in nature and often spouting off about something equally as technical and equally as contorted, if not entirely coherent and more often than not about a technology that's even then passed from their fancy as they're ranting and fiddling and making a good lot of noise in general at the same time they're not really doing anything terribly productive with metal and plastic little things. Which then occupies it's various corners and not so cornered areas of the room, shelves, floorspace, and occasionally suspended in what suspiciously looks like mid-air, but turns out to be mid-air occupied itself by an ironing board, the origin of which no one is entirely clear, and the purpose of which at least half the staff aren't entirely certain.

Of course, you wind up having to take out slightly more workplace insurance, due to all the occasionally sharp metal and plastic useless bits lying about, but some of those useless metal and plastic bits, while still being useless, can get excellent reception (even if they do only tend to get "OS/2 for your Television", or some such show.

disclaimer:
Well, after the excitement of last week and our 100^th issue at www.sanemagazine.com and seven years altogether, we're faced with a staff (the programmers, too) that's just mildly exhausted, so we're sending them all off on holiday this week, which is the reason for this issue being out slightly early. Don't expect it to happen too often (either the holiday or the earliness), but we're quite frightened the horoscope writer may have been broken irrevocably.

Watusi.


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		archives horoscopes accessories contacts fables home Add Sane Magazine to your My Netscape.		There is a great argument for having your own crew of programmers in-house. This is the argument that usually accounts for the large crate of sugary products sitting by/blocking the door and a whole load of useless metal and plastic bits hanging about the office resting on desks, shelves, carpets, the dog, perched precariously from various monitors and television screens around and about. Useless metal and plastic which remains useless and metal and plastic (if a bit more smudged) even after hours of concerted fiddling and twisting and tapping whilst making contorted faces usually associated with something highly technical in nature and often spouting off about something equally as technical and equally as contorted, if not entirely coherent and more often than not about a technology that's even then passed from their fancy as they're ranting and fiddling and making a good lot of noise in general at the same time they're not really doing anything terribly productive with metal and plastic little things. Which then occupies it's various corners and not so cornered areas of the room, shelves, floorspace, and occasionally suspended in what suspiciously looks like mid-air, but turns out to be mid-air occupied itself by an ironing board, the origin of which no one is entirely clear, and the purpose of which at least half the staff aren't entirely certain. Of course, you wind up having to take out slightly more workplace insurance, due to all the occasionally sharp metal and plastic useless bits lying about, but some of those useless metal and plastic bits, while still being useless, can get excellent reception (even if they do only tend to get "OS/2 for your Television", or some such show. disclaimer: Well, after the excitement of last week and our 100^th issue at www.sanemagazine.com and seven years altogether, we're faced with a staff (the programmers, too) that's just mildly exhausted, so we're sending them all off on holiday this week, which is the reason for this issue being out slightly early. Don't expect it to happen too often (either the holiday or the earliness), but we're quite frightened the horoscope writer may have been broken irrevocably. Watusi.