See CowboyCoding.
>> Ritualistic pair programming...
>
> Any practice we do on a regular basis can be called "ritualistic." You are
> bringing in negative emotion instead of letting your argument speak for
> itself.
I think someone wants to be a lone player. You know; a cowboy.
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Cowboy
[to the tune of Cowboy by Kid Rock]
Well I told my momma video games would pay the bills
cause out west there's dot com gold in them thar hills
Find a team with a dream and I'l show'em how it's done
with a taste of my uzi all the bad guys run
And I'm a CowBoy who can code all night
With a bottle of jolt till the dawn's early light
Buy a jag with cash 'cause the first game flipped
And we could'a wrote a sequel but the code base dripped
Sellout short, take my goods on the run,
Seek a second-year startup cookin' up Web Site fun.
Teach them just one thing... I hit the road
and they can't teach me nothin' fools just watch me code
Start a naming convention, that changes each day
And start a committee to interpret what my comments say
CowBoy don't need no code rewiews
And I'm a headin' out west, sucker...because I wanna be a
Cowboy baby
With a laptop open down in Silicon Valley
Cowboy baby
Takin' West Coast VeeCees out for a ride
I wanna be a Cowboy baby
Codin' at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a guru from a mile away
I bet you'll catch my bugs a bitin' before I get to work
But to fix each one I'l charge you your shirt
Throned king, WebRing, followin' my own star
I once was common but I know who you are
I work all alone so don't cross my past
Never pair never share and I always cast
And if the price is right I'm gonna make my show on
Your code base stylin' for a job-hop hoe-down
Cowboy baby
With a laptop open down in Silicon Valley
Cowboy baby
Takin' West Coast VeeCees out for a ride
I wanna be a Cowboy baby
Codin' at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a guru from a mile away
Yeah, I'm a CowBoy you can call me Boss
Cause the dot coms' crashed left me on top
Seen a market for my code that you can't refactor
And say, 'Yeah version two needs a crew down town to re-write her!'
No kiddin, gun slingin, coupled-up un-zoom
And I'l die long 'fore I work in a common code room
No remorse for my style, in your eye it ain't right
Your boss likes me better 'cause you ain't her type, uh
Cause chaos, write like Saliere'
Find an excuse for every abuse for my source code players
Ninety line functions, seventeen parameters
Copy-n-paste my way past KLOC-fright amateurs
Why they wanna pick on me..? lock me out and hotcard my key
I ain't no chief, my success is a failure
I ain't straight outta grad school, writin' one big layer
Cooooo-ment like a sailor, live at starbucks
My only words of wisdom are just "make it work"
I'm trickin' your runway down and out on a motion, and
Keep on codin' until I fall in the ocean!
Cowboy baby
With a laptop open down in Silicon Valley
Cowboy baby
Takin' West Coast VeeCees out for a ride
I wanna be a Cowboy baby
Codin' at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a guru from a mile away
--PhlIpRock