I was reading this, and found:
“Bram will just pace around the house all day long, back and forth, in and out of the kitchen. Then he’ll suddenly go to his computer and the code just comes pouring out. And you can see by the lines on the screen that it’s clean,” Jenna says. “It’s clean code.” She pats her husband affectionately on the head: “My sweet little autistic nerd boy.”
Hehe, that is similiar to how I code. I’ll pace around the house all day, and sit down for a solid hour and just write code. I’m not sure if it is clean code, though…
I wish I was someone’s sweet little autistic nerd boy. :-/
The Triad speaks:
Interesting. [insert autism-related happiness here]