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Bragging
Sometimes you have a hard, hard problem. Your gut tells you there's no easy answer, and even glancing in that direction may lead to madness. So you stick that problem in the back of your head, and no sir, you're not thinking about it. Not even a little bit.
And then the sun creeps out from behind the clouds. Suddenly you apprehend the terrain. You start to get this sense that, maybe, yeah.... maybe.... maybe you can do this. You write some code, it doesn't work, you bang on it some more, you leave scraps of paper all over your house with deranged scrawlings and scowl when your wife asks you not to drool on that table. But you're still not really looking at that problem, no sir. You're just, uh, looking at that nice pickle next to it. Boy that pickle suuuure looks tasty.
And then the answer comes to you. And it's simple, and it's easy, and it's right. And you know it's those things, because it drops into the existing architecture like it was always meant to be there.
It's on those days you can't help but feel like a tremendous motherfucking badass. 5:33:45 PM () 
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