Wed, 18, Apr 2001 10:53:00 PM

by Charles Miller on April 18, 2001

I was in the pub this evening talking to my father. He mentioned that if his big plan comes off, he'll have to keep working for at least another five years to see it through. I laughed, and told him that if he wasn't working, he wouldn't know what to do. He looked a little morose and agreed with me.

If I won the lottery tomorrow, and never had to work again, you know what I'd do with my time?

I'd write code.

What do you do when your hobby is your job?

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