i, in my haste to get the hell out to the bus stop on time for once, grabbed Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72 the other day to take as my morning and afternoon bus reading. i've temporarily run out of Douglas Adams books and i figured hey, why not read about some savage politicking - it's about the right part of that particular quadrennial hoedown to visit with the ghost of elections past. i mention this mainly because this morning i read - in that book - a turn of phrase that a) left me more amused than i have any right to be and b) will someday hopefully be used as the title for a hideous, thumping overture that will be the soundtrack to the shambling march of my undead barbarian ninja horde. the phrase in question was "...came down like a million pound shithammer".
Million Pound Shithammer: The Unending March of the Eternally Wicked and Triumphant Horde. i can't wait.
update: space geeks rejoice, IEEE Spectrum has a whole article devoted to debugging a probe 1.2 billion km away.
Million Pound Shithammer: The Unending March of the Eternally Wicked and Triumphant Horde. i can't wait.
update: space geeks rejoice, IEEE Spectrum has a whole article devoted to debugging a probe 1.2 billion km away.
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no cold hand treatment! i need you to run to the store for me tonight. it is important. i require fake creamer and new coffee beans. and soy milk. please!