Imagine that you’re a surgeon. And day in and day out you operate on people. You save lives and you do good works, and one day something goes wrong in the operating room and a patient dies. even if it’s not your fault - keep in mind this bug was not coded by anyone on the OpenSSL team - you’re still going to feel terrible that it happened.
Every Thursday night, Bob and Brooke record the script for the show. It’s almost the last step in the production process, so it usually happens late, after midnight.
One of the fun parts of being a producer here is that you get to hear their late night back and forths. They’re funny, but a lot of it gets cut out of the show. Partly because they’re, uh, filled with unbroadcastable swear words.
Here’s an outtake from midnight last night that we liked a lot.
One of my recurring daymares is that at the end of your life, you’re given Your Stats. How many hours, total, you spent waiting for your computer to load. Your total number of typos. An alphabetized index of all the people whose feelings you hurt without being aware of it at all. Most of those things are incalculable, thankfully. This website, unfortunately, reminds you that there are stats you can get right now, if you’d like.
This is like somebody having the scepter of an Egyptian king.