I will often alternate between cajoling whatever I'm working on to function and cursing an artistic blue streak, often focusing on the shortcomings of it's parents/ancestors. Of course, since I usually consider myself the "parent" of my code, is an interesting psychological experience.

"Come on, you motherless son of a goat-whore. Work or I'll not only remove you, I'll remove your entire directory. The sooner you work, the sooner I'll stop slapping you about with vi. Just one last bug, baby, this should be it. You're gonna work now, aren't you. You know you want to."

Perhaps I should seek professional help. {grin}

=Blue
...you might be eaten by a grue...