When I was younger, we used to invade the greasy-spoon diner at a local truck stop. They had outlets at all the tables, and the food was cheap. Now that I'm a

When I was younger, we used to invade the greasy-spoon diner at a local truck stop. They had outlets at all the tables, and the food was cheap. Now that I'm a boring old mommy type, my late-night coding happens at home. Whether alone or joined by my fellow hackers, it works out pretty well: my favorite tea, a comfy spot, and my own bathroom.