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Brook’s Law: Adding manpower to a late software project makes it later

Added to my Books list…

I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay For their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots.

But compared with Dick Hoyt, I suck.

Eighty-five times he’s pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in Marathons. Eight times he’s not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a Wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and Pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars–all in the same day.

Dick’s also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back Mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. On a bike. Makes Taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?

And what has Rick done for his father? Not much–except save his life.
This love story began in Winchester , Mass. , 43 years ago, when Rick Was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him Brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs.

“He’ll be a vegetable the rest of his life;” Dick says doctors told him And his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. “Put him in an Institution.”

But the Hoyts weren’t buying it. They noticed the way Rick’s eyes Followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the Engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was Anything to help the boy communicate. “No way,” Dick says he was told. “There’s nothing going on in his brain.”

“Tell him a joke,” Dick countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a Lot was going on in his brain. Rigged up with a computer that allowed Him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his Head, Rick was finally able to communicate. First words? “Go Bruins!” And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the School organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, “Dad, I want To do that.”

Yeah, right. How was Dick, a self-described “porker” who never ran More than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he Tried. “Then it was me who was handicapped,” Dick says. “I was sore For two weeks.”

That day changed Rick’s life. “Dad,” he typed, “when we were running, It felt like I wasn’t disabled anymore!”

And that sentence changed Dick’s life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard-belly Shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.

“No way,” Dick was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren’t quite a Single runner, and they weren’t quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few Years Dick and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then They found a way to get into the race Officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the Qualifying time for Boston the following year.

Then somebody said, “Hey, Dick, why not a triathlon?”

How’s a guy who never learned to swim and hadn’t ridden a bike since he Was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, Dick Tried.

Now they’ve done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii . It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud Getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don’t you Think?

Hey, Dick, why not see how you’d do on your own? “No way,” he says. Dick does it purely for “the awesome feeling” he gets seeing Rick with A cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.

This year, at ages 65 and 43, Dick and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon, in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best Time? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992–only 35 minutes off the world Record, which, in case you don’t keep track of these things, happens to Be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the Time.

“No question about it,” Rick types. “My dad is the Father of the Century.”

And Dick got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a Mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries Was 95% clogged. “If you hadn’t been in such great shape,” One doctor told him, “you probably would’ve died 15 years ago.” So, in a way, Dick and Rick saved each other’s life.

Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and Dick, retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass. , always find ways to be together. They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every weekend, including this Father’s Day.

That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.

“The thing I’d most like,” Rick types, “is that my dad sit in the chair and I push him once.”

And the video is below….

The first amazing Flash site that I ever saw (a lot of them sucked back then) was back in 2002. It was nikeskateboarding.com, V1 (they’re in V2 now). I was 13 years old, and had never, ever seen anything like it. I had an actual “experience” with a website. It was, by a long shot, the best looking website I had ever seen (later to be dethroned by Rob Lindstrom’s work). I spent a lot of time on that site, seeing everything that could be done, and finally found the credits for it. The makers: odopod, a small design studio in San Francisco.

Thanks to nikeskateboarding.com, I dove into Flash and never looked back. I spent hundreds upon hundreds of hours learning the interface, animation, and most of all, ActionScript. After becoming a half decent at Flash (I thought I was good at it, until I found out how much more I had to learn ), I sent odopod an email telling them about how much of an inspiration they were to me and asking if they had any tips for becoming a better ActionScripter. They were really nice (probably because I told them I was 15) and we emailed back and forth a couple of times. In one of the emails, they told me if I was ever in San Francisco, I could stop by and take a tour of the shop. I was happier than a kid in a candy shop.

Fast forward to MacWorld ’04 (maybe ’05, not sure though): my aunt Martha had gotten my brother and I tickets to the SF MacWorld. We were excited for it, and I was even more stoked when I realized I could finally take odopod up on their invitation to tour their shop. I sent them an email letting them know I was going to be in town, and I got their cell phone numbers.

My brother and I took BART in to SF for MacWorld. At lunch time, I gave odopod a call and got directions on how to walk from Moscone Center to their office. I made it there and got a great tour of the shop. I met everyone who was behind the magic of nikeskateboarding, and they even let me see some of their current projects (nikesoccer.com was one). It was great, definitely one of the most memorable moments of my life. I went home and was determined to become one of the best Flash developers ever (I think I got pretty far).

Two years later, I met Andrei Ostacie, owner of Okapi Studio, from a Craigslist ad. There was one problem though: Okapi is based in Bucharest, Romania. At first I was reluctant to work with designers outside of the US, but their work was better than anyone else’s that had responded to my ad by miles. I started working with Okapi in December 2005, and we quickly came to like each other. In March, 2006, I became their US Account Manager, in charge of the North American clients (we have clients from Russia, England, Italy, and Romania).

In August of 2006, I got an email from Andrei asking me to talk to a prospective client that was based out of Mountain View, CA. Andrei apparently gave them my cell phone number, so they called me while I was getting my car fixed. I told them I would call back. When I got home, I immediately Googled this client’s name and found out he was in management at Yahoo!… I ended up driving down to Mountain View, and we got the account: MonVia. Our first job was to create a home page design for Drumtable. We went through several drafts, failing each time. Finally, Mani emailed me some screenshots of a Yahoo! site that was being redesigned; Y! Tech.

The designs looked really, really familiar… Okapi’s next round of deliverables were right on the mark.

A week or so later, I was going though odopod’s site (I do from time to time, just to see what they’re up to). I saw a little thumbnail on the bottom left of something that looked like Y! Tech, so I clicked on it. It took me to the detailed portfolio page, and sure enough, odopod was responsible for the redesign of Y! Tech.

There must be a God

I knew there had to be an easier way to do it, but I just couldn’t figure it out. So I asked people that knew more than me, i.e., the guys on the #django IRC Channel. Two minutes later, and I have a nice, elegant, even readable solution.


def _get_custodian_clients(self):
  "Returns all the clients of the custodian"
  return ' | '.join([client.name for x in self.clients.all()])
custodian_clients = property(_get_custodian_clients)


Sometimes I am amazed by my stupidity.

The success of PCs is in large part due to the fact that, by making all hardware equivalent, good software enabled bad hardware.

and

1. What is the best thing about Unix?
A: The community.

2. What is the worst thing about Unix?
A: That there are so many communities.

I loved reading through that presentation, because Rob was able to identify and admit that they made mistakes in building Unix. Most people are unable to come to terms with their mistakes, especially in such a large project as this one. People are always shifting the blame to other people who weren’t “as smart” as them. Even though I am a hardcore Capitalist, I really like the personalities of these Open Source guys. Not only are they open with their code, but they are open about their mistakes. A company like Microsoft or Apple would try to brush these mistakes under the table as fast as someone could identify them (and for MS, that happens… daily…).

He even states in the presentation that the reason Microsoft beat them was because there is only one Microsoft. There is a ridiculous amount of Unix variants available these days, and 37signals is so right:

Less is more.

And I am officially SWITCHING TO MAC!! I will be getting my MB Pro within the next 2 months. I am fed up with Windows, but that will be another very long blog post.

Sam Purtill says: Dude, I’m weaker than a grasshopper
Andrei Ostacie says: you got to serve and protect
Sam Purtill says: The most damage I can do to a person is hack their computers

Ahhh

That something happened to you is of no importance to anyone, not even to you. The important thing about you is what you choose to make happen – your values and choices. That which happened by accident – what family you were born into, in what country, and where you went to school – is totally unimportant.

AAMMEENN 

Does this happen to anyone else?