This is one of those things you dig up when you’re snooping around your parents’ basement. Other than the cover, the book itself is pretty lame. It kind of reads like it was written by someone’s very weird and isolated uncle, and talks about women only in terms of sexual harassment, as if they are foreign creatures. I don’t know how it got there, but I can wildly speculate and hope that it was just a joke gift, since my dad has been a computer geek since before it was cool. Still, the cover is classic, clarifying the magnificent roots of today’s startup scene.