Saturday, May 9, 2009

This is for all you CS & Linux freaks out there, check out this cool rap on AIM chat from :

djahandarie: we ain't here to do e-c-e
djahandarie: we're here to do c-s-e on the w-e-b
djahandarie: listen to me spit these rhymes
djahandarie: while i program lines
djahandarie: and commit web accessibility crimes
djahandarie: word, son
http402: You talk like your big on these I-Net kicks,
http402: But your shit flows slower than a two-eighty-six.
http402: I'm tracking down hosts and nmap scans,
http402: While Code Igniter's got you wringing your hands.
http402: Cut the crap rap,
http402: Or I'll run ettercap,
http402: Grab your AIM chat,
http402: N' send a PC bitch-slap!
http402: peace
djahandarie: you're talkin bout down hosts and nmap scans
djahandarie: while i got other plans
djahandarie: you're at your new job, but you can't even do it right
djahandarie: you just create a plight with your http rewrites
djahandarie: i've been on the web since the age of three
djahandarie: you just got on directly off the bus from mississippi
djahandarie: respect yo' elders, bitch
http402: You've been webbin' since three, but still ain't grown up,
http402: Gotta update your config and send the brain a SIGHUP.
http402: You say you're that old? No wonder you're slow!
http402: You're knocking at the door while I run this show!
http402: Elders my ass, you're shit's still in school,
http402: Hunt and pecking at the keyboard like a spaghetti-damned fool,
http402: Rim-riffing your hard drive like a tool,
http402: Face it. I rule.
djahandarie: i erase my harddrives with magnets (bitch)
djahandarie: all you can do is troll on the fagnets
djahandarie: and son, my brain's wrapped in a nohup
djahandarie: it wont be hurt by the words you throwup
djahandarie: dont mind me while i emerge my ownage
djahandarie: while you're still over there apt-getting your porridge
djahandarie: you say i'm still in school
djahandarie: but the fact is that i know the rule
djahandarie: cuz you need to go back to grade three
djahandarie: and you better plea, that they take sucky graduates from c-s-e
http402: Time to bend over and apply a patch,
http402: Your brain's throwing static like a CD with a scratch.
http402: Your connection got nuked and you've met your match.
http402: You run a single process like a VAX with a batch.
http402: I'd pass the torch to a real winner
http402: But it'd just scorch a while-loop spinner
http402: Caught in a loop that you cant escape,
http402: I run clock cycles around your words and flows,
http402: Cuz your rhyme is like a PS fan: it' blows,
http402: Your water-cooled lyrics leak and it shows,
http402: Take your ass back to
djahandarie: Good god, I can't even respond to that. :P
djahandarie: You win haha
* http402 takes a bow

"Saying that Java is nice because it works on all OS's is like saying that anal sex is nice because it works on all genders" - Anonymous

Friday, May 1, 2009


I will tell you story: (It aint the ping-pong ball story, that can wait....)

Kamikaze (japanese, kami=god, kaze=wind) are the world famous suicide bombers from Japan. The Japanese realized in the middle of World War II that they were down in technological superiority than the Americans, and so they devised a plan. They would make planes, but would not mount guns on them, instead carry extra explosives on board. The pilots thought they were fighting for their family honour, as mentioned in the bushido code: loyalty and honor to the cause until death. And so, the suicide planes were born. The Kamikaze.

The plane was single propeller turbo fan, and had poor weight balancing. But there was a single kanji written on the airplane - "Banzai".

Banzai is the warcry for the brave, the desperate or for plain foolish. It is a kind of religious feeling one gets by thinking less, and doing more, and not giving a damn about personal life. Emotionally charged kamikaze would fly their banzai planes into the enemy heart, and give them a hell of a time.

This should be our warcry too. Banzai your thoughts, Banzai your actions, and Banzai your words. Strike terror into the enemy heart.