...i Know Good Design When

...i Know Good Design When I Fail To Trip Over It.

If You've Lived A Bad Life, They Send You To Hell. But If You've Been Truly Wicked, They Give You A Tour Of Heaven First.

It Took Me Better Than A Quarter Century To Learn, The Hard Way, That Hard Work At Something You Want To Be Doing Is The Most Fun That You Can Have Out Of Bed . . . To Learn That The Smart Man Finds Ways To Make Everything He Does Be Work; To Learn That "leisure" Time Is Truly Pleasurable (indeed Tolerable) Only To The Extent That Is Its Subconscious Grazing For Information With Which To Infuse Newer, Better Work.

In 1971, After Seven Years In College, With That Magic Piece Of Paper Clutched Triumphantly In My Fist, The Best Job I Was Able To Get Was Night Watchman On A Sewer Project In Babylon, N.y. Guarding A Hole In The Ground To Prevent Anyone From Stealing It. God Bless The American Educational System!

God Is An Iron... And That's A Hot One.