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No matter the profession, the size of the cubicle or the number of stops you make, you may find a reference book you tend to take along the way. For hardware engineers it may be something like Donalds Fink’s and Donald Christiansen’s Electronics Engineers’ Handbook. For many project managers it is Fredrick Brooks’ The Mythical Man Month. In my case, I have carried Al Davis's 201 Principles of Software Development along through more than a couple of career incarnations.  Principle 73 in 201 Principles of Software Development discusses the need for loose coupling of software components. This is a ”known unknown” that bears repeating. Services composition remains a bit of a black art, and the key to successful application integration, and it has gained new attention as Microservices architectures take over where Service Oriented Architecture left off.  Read the rest - a review on Amazon .

Zappa Sphinx - Waiting for bread on bakery road of dust. Zappa the boy grows up out in the Los Angeles dessert. His buddy is Don Van Vliet . They dream while they are driving the in Don’s father’s bread truck - the one welcomed by the housewives on the dusty bakery road. This is a truck which Don will drive for a while.  Zappa is a lonely boy. They are buds and they dream on. Incessantly play R&B. Johnnie Guitar Watson. The Penguins. Dwell on things. Imagine a homemade movie, Capt. Beefhart and the Clay People. Now you can read the rest of the prose poem . 

Unrelated Also right there is cool beans and for them side post boxwood races up to grab the third spot bias for the first time, rushing girls out to set the pace opens up to lead the length into half. Cool beans is going to track from second into the clubhouse turn and boxwood settles in third by four. And then it's going to bow who's running along fourth and already eight links off to leave Valentine which moves up one spot into fifth smart shot six story time and lovely lorries at the back of the pack to the backstretch they go 23 and three for the opening quarter, and it's Russian girl by  half length setting for the half mile pole. Cool beans is just waiting back in second tracking the leader to the far turn run boxwood is moved on to the inside, still third and only three lengths off the lead Valentine wish a little bit closer now forth and moving up, and then it's going about whose last one spot now to his past outside by smart shot and lovely boy bre...

November is a Bee complex where dreams where dreams waltz like leaves The dead remind you that they are there Scratching electrons in electric air Near Where you’re living above your station And the docs are odd mechanics Mechanical Turks Lifting the hoods Interrupted endlessly just to pump gas eyeing the battery that won’t hold charge Advising you like Dr. Williams: “It’s just given up the ghost” You think back to the grey tube in the TV room of flickering fate Where pencil mustached Jack Bailey eminence Leads housewives through laments asking enthusiastically How would you like to be queen for a day? And their circumstances are measured with an applause meter as they tear up the meter measures Under neighbor Maude’s ironing board You crawl But you will wake up you got to get to your job Your morbid preoccupation Thinking Seeing November And you reach your destination. - Jack Vaughan

Summer job in the day included hod carrying. In this alley here I got a scar, that I still have, when some steel rods clenched on my forearm. Among my colleagues were prisoners on day work release. Nice fellows that got caught in more serious binds. Didier Mfg. at Right. Racine Phillips St near Taylor? Hound Dog Taylor & The Houserockers - Sadie - I saw him one blizzardy night in Madison Wis. I met a guy one time, and this was his dream. Stompin at the Washington Square. No panhandling.

Another one of those 50th anniversaries ... something to think about ... Oct 21 is the 50th anniversary of Great Jack Kerouac's Death. When I first heard the news, I was in a TV commons space in a dorm at Marquette University in Milwaukee. I recall the big news of the moment was around the Chicago 8. Then Walter Cronkite announced the author of On the Road had died. Caused me to pick up Selected Letters and turn to a page on the process of Spontaneous Prose. Whew ! Here is a pretty good take on Jack Kerouac's Spontaneous Method from the Bard Himself. March 19, 1957, Jack Kerouac complaining about to editor working on an excerpt of The Subterraneans for the Evergreen Review. He, Don Allen, had been cutting up the run-ons into shorter sentences. Ultimately, “October in the Railroad Earth” was swapped in instead. March 19, 1957. “Don, I cant possibly go on as a responsible prose artist and also as a believer in the impulses of my own heart and in the beauty of pure spontane...