I spent most of yesterday twisting my brain around, attempting to wrangle something called a “predictive recursive decent parser” for work. The good news is that I eventually succeeded, and somehow managed to produce an algorithm capable of both parsing what needs parsing while also putting it back together again.
Which is to say, all the king’s people got nothin on me. Also, as a natural consequence, Humpty Dumpty and I are deep negotiations.
What’s more important, though, is admitting to myself that sometimes, when it comes to getting the job done, being somewhat clever isn’t the worst thing in the world. In fact, a little bit of clever is often exactly what’s needed to score big.
With that in mind, then, here’s to all my Slytherin homies. Yeah, I was sorted into Griffyndor back in the day — inexplicably, if you ask me — but, who knows what kind of cold medici the sorting hat was taking that day:. Point is, sure you maybe have some PR work to do, but if giving the choice between being charismatic and clever, I’ll take clever every time (and twice on Wednesday).
Have a great weekend, my shrewd, misunderstood friends. And, oh yeah, try not to set the place on fire.