Test objects, not methods

As you may or may not know, I am part of the team pushing the boundaries of Agile & XP at Industrial Logic with Josh Kerievsky. As such, I'll be posting some of my rantings in our new Industrial Blogic album (the blog portion of our truly kick-ass "Greatist Hits" eLearning platform).
My debut there is a classic, but so grossly unknown topic. Summarize it as so: if you want to test your private methods, take out a ruler and slap yourself over the wrist. As a personal mentor of mine, J.B. Rainsberger, used to tell me: "if you really need to test that private method, then it should go somewhere else dude."
Check out the rest of the story here, and while you're in add our Industrial Blogic to your RSS reader, we'll be keeping it hot there.


Checking In (but no, not source control)

So sorry, I've been sooooo lax about posting any new thoughts (very busy training for a triathlon) - trust me though I've had many, my "rants todo" list is billowing over. Soon, they will be here in all their glory for you to chew on, I promise (to both of us).

In the meantime, I thought you'd be interested to know that today we experienced two very very unique moments:
12:34:56 07/08/09 and 04:05:06 07/08/09
Won't happen again in any of our lifetimes. Wow, pretty darn neat, huh? One day past a full moon to boot.

And also, hopefully to keep you really distracted from my absense, I thought I'd treat you to what I thought to be a pretty damn funny joke my dad forwarded my way:

A Dog Story

A guy is driving around the back woods of
Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog For Sale ' He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.

The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking
Labrador retriever sitting there.

'You talk?' he asks.

'Yep,' the Lab replies.

After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says 'So, what's your story?'

The Lab looks up and says, 'Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would
be eavesdropping.'

'I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.'

'I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired..'

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.

'Ten dollars,' the guy says.

'Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?'

'Because he's a liar. He never did any of that shit.'

;-) C ya soon...
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