I have this image of Pithy, Zamiel and I, all boxing in a room. Zam and Pithy each have a desk piled with coffee, No-Doze, and a single computer with a single screen.
Next to them is me, surrounded by keyboards and screens, drawn as an octopus with hands reaching out in each direction.
If you were to animate the image, then all you would see is Zam and Pithy with this intense look of concentration and a flicking light from their screen as they switch between EQ instances. If there's a conversation, they're talking 90 miles a second. Their fingers are nothing but blurs. Next to them, the octopus's arms are waving all over the place and swiveling its head back and forth, but each of the arms is moving almost languidly.
I won't criticize Zam or Pithy on this -- they've both accomplished things I haven't. But what I do works for me. Maybe if I do enough ghetto boxing for a few years, I'd grow to like it. But I may just be too old for that, too.
Did I mention the octopus should be drawn all wrinkly and with a cane propped nearby?