midday droll

Life has been quite hectic recently. Midterms are rolling around and my procrastination of late has finally caught up with me. I have two exams within the next two days and I've barely even cracked the book for one class, and, in the case of my drama class, I haven't even bought the book for the first 5 weeks. Lovely. I did, however, buy the sparknotes versions of Hamlet and Macbeth -- two of the three plays that we're required to read for this stupid class -- and I watched the film version of the third (Titus).

Work has been going quite well. The software we're writing is really coming along and I'm getting to learn a bunch of cool gtk+ stuff, namely writing my own widgets.

Last week, I got to see a very cool demonstration of Ruby on Rails, this web development framework that Steve fanboys, by Tobias Luetke of Typo and Rails fame. Tobias demonstrated how to whip up a quick blog client with Ruby and even showed off some of the work being put into the framework to include full Ajax support.

I just yesterday finished reading the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy and the book was exactly what everyone said it was -- a helluva book. I originally had plans to go to see the new movie with Amanda, but I bailed out on seeing it on the opening night because I was just needed some time for myself. Jon ended up talking me into rewriting buzzword for version 0.9 to utilize the php class generator he wrote for another project and I ended up spending a good part of the night designing a new default template. Its going to end up rocking famously if we can actually get the time to work on it. It will probably feature a lot of Ajax just like Typo -- maybe even live entry preview when you add or edit a blog entry. Its really awesome to see websites pushing the envelope with such an old technology like Javascript.

I'm an unsigned long int and you're an 8-bit char.

So Much Drama in the PhD

Yo, MC Plus Plus, my rhymes are so phat,
I'm PSPACE-complete but I'll reduce you to 3-SAT.
My crew is so hard that we roll in NP,
And bitches dereference my pointer for free.
When I'm linear probing they're like, "Damn that's gigantic,"
I showed it to your mom and she used Hoare semantics.
She jumped like JNE up onto my erection
And I picked up that ho like straight garbage collection.
("That's right, mark-and-sweep on these nuts, bitch.")

My lyrics get stolen by sucker MCs,
I gotta sign my rhymes with PGP;
But I keep on generatin' like a CFG
'Cause there's so much drama in the PhD.

What's wrong MC Plus Plus, am I making you nervous?
Even skanky fat hoes give you denial of service.
You'll probably go to jail before you write your dissertation
So prepare your asshole for some internal fragmentation;
[Uhhh] Penetration, as they fill it up with jism,
It's too bad you aren't closed under homomorphism.
Your problem, Plus Plus, is that your typing isn't strict:
In ML my type is real and your type is 'a dict.

I control my flow better than TCP,
I rep the west coast like Eazy-E,
You best not front if you can't pass the GRE,
'Cause there's so much drama in the PhD.

My flow is so intense that I will overflow your buffer,
Corrupt your stack pointer makin' all your data suffer.
I've got saturated edges but your flow is sparser,
Real gangstas sip on Yacc; instead you generate a parser.
While you're busy poppin' stacks I'll pop a cap in your skull,
While you smoke your crack pipe I'm gonna pipe you to /dev/null.
I may not have a label but I rap like a star;
I'm an unsigned long int and you're an 8-bit char.

Your mom circulates like a public key,
Servicing more requests than HTTP.
She keeps all her ports open like Windows ME,
Oh, there's so much drama in the PhD.

DWORD to your moms, I came to drop bombs;
I've got more rhymes that San Jose's got dotcoms.
I rep the Farm like 50 reps Queens,
With more power than multitape Turing Machines.
Blowin' up the rap scene faster than factorial functions,
I'm dope like PNP transistors and I'll saturate your junctions.
By the time you've rhymed one line, I've already busted ten;
You rap in exponential time and I'm big-O of log(n).

I run gmake and gcc,
And I ain't never called malloc without calling free.
I'll beat your ass until it's colored like a red-black tree
'Cause there's so much drama in the PhD.