Had a decent squash game this morning. Unfortunately we’re not at the stage where we can actually have a “real” game and have fun. We’re beyond the point of walking to get the ball every time you hit it, but not quite good enough to compete. I had a good discussion with Del about Microserfs‘ style of writing, and I made the determination that reading Tolkien was the exact opposite of reading Microserfs. Tolkien is like sitting in a slave ship being beaten by many men with large spiked clubs. Microserfs on the other hand, is like lying on pillows, and being fed pizza by naked virgins. Neil Stephensen is somewhere in between the two… I guess like being fed pizza by men with spiked clubs. Or maybe being beaten by naked virgins or something.
I can tell it’s going to be a long day….