My selective memory of what drinking was like told me that standing at the bar in a pub, on a summer's evening with a long, tall glass of lager and lime was heaven, and I chose not to remember the nights on which I had sat with a bottle of vodka, a gram of coke and a shotgu...
Having to spend yourweekendsscouring infrastructure to dig out the numerously pockmarked Log4j logging library instead of wrapping doodads or shopping for creatures to roast; The need to repeatedly update scannersand enterprise softwareas vendors scampered to keep up with thefast-mutating variantsand ne...