#dt developer group is 100% remote. We wrote about it in We're all remote before. Well, what we did not mention is that once per year, we get to see each other (often for the first time), and work in the same room on exciting new projects.
...so we all decided to go to this place!
(it looks much nicer in HDR)
Among the many sights: A rare action shot of $pachunka racing swiftly to the conference room at night, shooting beams of light and magic and rollerskates
Ah, Sunny San Francisco!
Ten years ago, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit.... Wait, no. That's not us. We're an assortment of developers from around the world who largely are not in prison.
A typical Irishman.
$DEVlANT always has bugs in his sights.
$chris, enamored by the prospect of installing Java, hardly able to contain himself.
We're still not sure who this is. Possibly poodude.
A strict requirement for joining DT is the ability to look $randomduck killer-cool in a night shot like. Do you have what it takes? Apply Now
`jekor, unable to see straight after a 20-hour fillibuster about why emacs is the ultimate editor... His real reasoning? M-x tetris
We admit our Product Managers here are as creepy and demented as anywhere else.
Cell phone reception at Marin Headlands was so spotty that #ArtBIT resorted to wearing antennae'ed helmets in hopes of picking up a better signal.
There were a lot of raccoons there. They possessed no fear of humans. They have the ability to unzip bags and rummage through them. Apparently they desire our medication. It's a bit weird.
I can haz ibuprofen?
Seecret Raccoon Brotherhood Alliance headquarters, mortal foes of the elite red scooter gang
Contrary to popular belief, any site breakage during the meetup was caused by these masked jerks with freakin' laser beams.
"Suhweeeet, it looks like they're leaving! Now's my chance to sync AND enter read-only mode!"
"I bet I can pee on #ArtBIT's jacket from here!"
`20after4 vanished mysteriously one chilly July night to engage in hand to hand combat with a horde of graham-cracker wielding raccoons. Some say they were after his tomato router. $drigh assissted, notoriously denying after the fact that he *only* kills man. A svelte raccoon sporting `LGnome's gray jumper still parades the headlands, high on ibuprofen. Best part: free decals!
During our Pair Coding and Two Hackathons sessions, we got to build a lot of stuff together, in the same space, for one of the few times in DT history. So here goes of the story of thousand commits, 127 deployments, 17 tech-talks and 7 ignite-talks, 55 project pitches and 16 completed ones, two lost+found developers, 1 rogue server, 19 pair-coding sessions, chat session with community and a long read-only.
Now, some of the work involves thinking. It's not easy.
The wonderful room where the work happened. Gosh, there's a lot more of us than there used to be. Pair coding partners were picked by drawing random ducks out of two boxes. Yes, we found over 20 unique ducks. This possibly explains a sudden change in #dt member avatars toward .. ducks.
$mudimba and $kouiskas working hard(ly?).
The Flow helmet...
Now, this shot is a blurry night shot. Why? We can't get DT to stop working even at 1AM.
$kemayo is oblivious to base murder being perpetuated behind him on poor departed `jekor
Yes we do have a lot of macbooks, why do you ask?
Admit it; you like the song, says #ArtBIT. Little known fact: #dt is working on a new primitive web language, similar to LOLCode, based around the collected works of Rick Astley. This should be a significant upgrade from the COBOL/LOGO combination that we are currently using.
`aMoniker pair codes with a raccoon sneaking on the roof ledge
A mutant sneak peek of sorts? A combination of nearly every single Hackathon project in one screenshot.
Three healthy, regularly scheduled meals a day was a mind-blowing new experience for most of #dt. Several varieties of raccoon basted finely in the juices of other raccoons - a culinary treat had by all, served on the side with biscuits, not scones.
8 A.M. breakfast. Turnout is staggering. Never before has $mudimba been seen at this hour. And apparently the food was tied with our phones at capturing our interest.
Sometimes you have to finish a demo during lunch. Well, `LGnome does, anyway.
+spyed loves corn, amirite?
Nah, too obvious.
Approximately every other night there was a campfire. There we sat, and were contractually obligated to not consume alcohol.
Bip bideh bip bideh bip bideh beaaaah (modem-off). Participants attempted to communicate entirely in modem mode. Alas, handshakes were broken due to beer gulping interference and inability to negotiate the baud rates. $mccann told a cautionary campfire tale warning us that all men in the entirety of the universe use 69camaro as their password while all women have a password declaring that the object of their infatuation is "dreamy."
You smell that? Take a deep breath through the nose. Really let that seep in. What are you getting? Because to me, that's part man-smell, and the other part is really bad man-smell. I don't know why, but overall it just smells like the color brown. Your thoughts?
$mccann and $xraystyle enjoy the ambience of nuclear outpost on arrival
We may have gone overboard on providing mouthwash.
Are $mudimba, $pachunka and #ArtBIT grinning because they just found out that `20after4 stole $randomduck's smashed-up wake-up trumpet?
And the music video
Look, we've already rickrolled you in this post. It must be safe to play a video now.
No raccoons, other animals or deviantART site were harmed during filming of this episode. $chris was hungover, and someone shot $pachunka but thats about it. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.