Annapolis Dog 'n Pony Show

I call it the dog and pony show because people bring 2 things to Annapolis, MD on sunny weekends: Their puppies and serious horsepower. I saw everything from Ferrari Enzo, to Lambo's to a ZX14 with twin nitrous. Sick, sick, sick. This isn't a show...it's just the usual weekend cruise-in. Good fun, plenty of eye-candy.

Hey...who's handsome classic is that at the head of the row? Man, I could kick myself for letting my clutch cable slip out like that. I had changed a fuel filter and it must've got away from me.

Enjoy the pics.

 

Nice Side covers! The have a Killer paint job.

That may sound sarcastic to most but they were originally mine.

You took pictures of the bikes, did you take any pictures of cars. Perhaps some classic muscle.

 

Lol...I completely forgot about my cell phone cam until I missed the cars. I'll try again on another weekend. This little gathering happens every weekend.

My dad, who goes to Daytona regularly says this is a weanie gathering.

 

You know you're a geek when you see the phrase "dog and pony show" and think of this song:

Deep in engineering down where mortals seldom go,
A manager and customer come looking for a show.
They pass amused among us, and they sign in on the log.
They've come to see our pony and they've come to see our dog.

Three things you should be wary of,
A new kid in his prime,
A man with all the answers,
And code that runs first time.

Summoned from our cubicles to conference room we go.
We bring our dog and pony for we know they'll want a show.
Watching as we enter with a shifty restless eye,
The customer sits waiting in his pinstripe suit and tie.

Three things never trust in,
That's the vendor's final bill,
The promises your boss makes,
And the customer's good will.

The pony kicks his heels up as the doggie does his trick,
And hands are waved with vigor as we lay it on real thick.
The customer just watches as we do this song and dance,
Then reaches for his briefcase, only giving us a glance.

Three things see no end,
A loop with exit code done wrong,
A semaphore untested,
And the change that comes along.

From briefcase then there comes a list of things we must revise,
And all but four within the room are taken by surprise,
And all but four are thinking of their last job with remorse;
The customer, the manager, the doggie, and the horse.

Three things hold no secret;
Files that somehow hit the net,
Your boss's secretary,
And the third thing I forget.

First twenty-one new features that somehow we must add in.
Then thirty-seven changes show up, much to our chagrin,
And this thing's just inadequate, and that one's just plain wrong,
And by the way, your schedule is about three months too long.

Three things it is better far that
Only you should know,
How much you're paid, the schedule pad,
And what is just for show.

The customer proceeds to go through each change line by line.
Excruciating detail which no logic can divine.
When it ends there's only four not sitting there agog;
The customer, the manager, the pony and the dog.

Three things never anger,
First the one who runs your deck,
The one who does the back-up,
And the one who signs the check.

Now we are contract software types who spend our days and nights,
Embedded in the system down with all the bits and bytes,
And none but us can tell full well the damage done today.
It's what they do not know for which they're gonna have to pay.

Three things are most perilous,
Connectors that corrode,
Unproven algorithms,
And self modifying code.

The manager and customer are quick to leave this bunch,
They take the dog and pony and they all go out to lunch.
Now how will we revenge ourselves on those who raise our ire?
Write code that self destructs the day the warranties expire.

Three things trust above all else;
Your knowledge of your craft,
That someone makes a profit,
And that you will get the shaft.

 

Then I'm safe 'cause I have no idea where that came from.
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