*justin is walking down the stairs holding a box*
*justin continues walking down the stairs*
justin: holy crap. i haven't been looking at the stairs!
justin: just keep going without looking. you've been find so far
justin (taking a step, leg is wobbly): AH! where is the step?!
justin: nope. i've lost my stairs confidence... i gotta look down
justin (looking down into lava pit, standing at last stair): oh. oh wow.
justin: what a weird staircase
I usually psych myself out by the time I get to the final step or two. Replace that box with my Wendell dog and you have what I do multiple times a day.
Speaking of Wendell, here’s a pictures!
My Tweet Action
It's the year 2187. Robots are cheap and abundant. As you walk to the cafe, one approaches and says "You look great! http://t.co/noyo5RZW70"
A couple years ago, I visited NYC and bought some cool forks because I'm exciting like that.
Going through old code I wrote and found this:
alert("An empty string for a new global brand name? Try that one again; I believe in you!");
I'm starting this Monday off with a burnt tongue and some Limp Bizkit apparently.