A belated happy new year from nerd-attle.

Really. We seriously have too much time on our hands. Spotted on one of the new Starbucks machines (which apparently wasn't pouring the coffee into the cup) here at work:

(note note: DCR stands for "Design Change Request" and are the hardest bugs to get implemented.)

In other news, the city is all a-twitter at our football victory last night, when the Cowboys decided to put the second worst fumbler in the league in charge of holding the game winning field goal kick. This is basically my first year back paying attention to anything in the NFL since parity was introduced (actually since Johnson left the Cowboys but that's a whole other story). I originally wrote off Dallas early on but then Romo acted like he might be the second coming of Aikman. And then he revealed himself as an overeager too-young player with a coach who threw him into the deep end because his highly paid starter was so awful. A season more and he could have made his debut without some of the rookie fever he displayed in the last 4 games. My prediction is after extending the franchise's worst post season record ever (no playoff victories since 1996, and for Parcells himself nothing really to show and no playoff wins at all for four years in Dallas), Bill Parcells decides to call it quits by Friday sparing Jones even the thought of having to fire him. Not that Jones would, but Parcells put all his eggs into the Romo basket when Bledsoe rewarded the team by always turning into the statue of liberty after the snap until someone tackled him (thanks Toulouto for that analogy). I would say fire flash-in-the-pan Romo given the guy is actually overated, but Jones has already committed to starting him in '07 and who would they play? Bledsoe? In the end, the only person who can make Romo get over this and turn into Aikman is Parcells. This week ought to be interesting. Oh and solace for Dallas fans, with Romo as the starter in '07, he won't hold the ball for any more kicks.

Should the Seahawks play New Orleans let there be no mistake, Rochto and I will be pulling for the Big Easy.