20 July, 2005

I'm getting old

My daughter got her first flowers from a little boy. I looked at him, pointed at myself, then pointed 2 fingers at my eyes, then pointed at him, just like Robert DeNiro in "Meet the Parents". He is a nice kid, though, but it is my daughter.


I am in Norway listening to 2 programmers go over a database design, and argue over its merits, whether it shoudl be in vbs, vba, or should it go into ABAP. The grass is growing outside.

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