As we rapidly approach the re-launch of Prism I am spending more and more of my waking hours concerned about CSS and the site redesign. We’ve made a lot of exciting changes including making the site aesthetic that of a “scandanavian child’s room” (thank you Eric Rochester). However, this week Prism has finally seeped into by unconscious.
As I was reviewing code this week there were occasional notes from Wayne about places to fix a table or ideas on how to redo a page. Aside from hearing a military drill sergeant in the code I thought nothing was out of the ordinary. The next night I had a dream that the code was yelling at me. I’m sure there are some deeper psychoanalytic implications of this but for now I’m going to take it as a good sign that I am fully integrated with the code. We are speaking the same language, even if its only in my dreams.
Its either that or Wayne Graham is haunting me.