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My brain at 3am: Giratina and Volo are like the BOFH and PFY Me: care to elaborate? My brain: just post it

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A not insubstantial list of how Twitter could disappear.
@madmike570 across the pond for #battleofhastings on a fresh @gtbmxfreestyle Globetrotter build ready to tear the roof off the joint. #PAproud #ridepabmx #BMX #bofh #sourcebmx #gtbikes #animalbikes https://www.instagram.com/p/BnZUwRAA681/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1el07zldv2t6b
Shirt of the day for February 25, 2018: Satan's IT Service found at Busted Tees from $12.00
"HELLo Satan's IT Service?" "Hi, my computer isn't working." "Have you tried damning it to hell?" "Yes, twice already as the system seems to be locked up." "Just a second please..." *holding music hums* Every BOFH has enjoyed vocational training here
Other discoveries for February 25, 2018:
Design by Humans: Fenrir ($25) ==== RIPT Apparel:Â
Blood ($13) High School Is Hell ($13) Nightmare Before The Bat ($13) ==== Shirtpunch:Â
Boondock Ale ($10) Kiss Me I'm Skyrish ($10) Ride Me For Luck ($10) Temperance ($10) ==== Teefury:Â
Food Of The Future ($12) Girl Power ($12)
#hell #satan #IT #BOFH #Admin #BustedTEes
The Bastard Operator From Hell #1, by Simon Travaglia
As the BBS kids of the world grew into full-fledged System Operators, they found that no textfile out there caught the frustrations and issues of a computer hacker saddled with responsibility more than the BOFH (Bastard Operator from Hell) series. Â Stretching through many files and continuing to this day as a magazine column, these textfiles set out an alternate-world Simon the Sysadmin who would torture and ruin his users in the pursuit of more free time and lager. Â The initials BOFH have become one of the better-kept inside jokes of the System Admin trade, and these files have become immortal.
BASTARD OPERATOR FROM HELL #1 It's backup day today so I'm pissed off.  Being the BOFH, however, does have it's advantages.  I assign the tape device to null - it's so much more economical on my time as I don't have to keep getting up to change tapes every 5 minutes.  And it speeds up backups too, so it can't be all bad. A user rings "Do you know why the system is slow?" they ask "It's probably something to do with..."  I look up today's excuse ".. clock speed" "Oh"  (Not knowing what I'm talking about, they're satisfied)  "Do you know when it will be fixed?" "Fixed?  There's 275 users on your machine, and one of them is you.  Don't be so selfish - logout now and give someone else a chance!" "But my research results are due in tommorrow and all I need is one page of Laser Print.." "SURE YOU DO.  Well; You just keep telling yourself that buddy!"  I hang up. Sheesh, you'd really think people would learn not to call! The phone rings.  It'll be him again, I know.  That annoys me.  I put on a gruff voice "HELLO, SALARIES!" "Oh, I'm sorry, I've got the wrong number" "YEAH?  Well what's your name buddy?  Do you know WASTED phone calls cost money?  DO YOU?  I've got a good mind to subtract your wasted time, my wasted time, and the cost of this call from your weekly wages!  IN FACT I WILL!  By the time I've finished with you, YOU'LL OWE US money!  WHAT'S YOUR NAME - AND DON'T LIE, WE'VE GOT CALLER ID!" I hear the phone drop and the sound of running feet - he's obviously going to try and get an alibi by being at the Dean's office.  I look up his username and find his department.  I ring the Dean's secretary. "Hello?" she answers "Hi, SIMON, B.O.F.H HERE, LISTEN, WHEN THAT GUY COMES RUNNING INTO YOUR OFFICE IN ABOUT 10 SECONDS, CAN YOU GIVE HIM A MESSAGE?" "I think so..." she says "TELL HIM `HE CAN RUN, BUT HE CAN'T HIDE'" "Um. Ok" "AND DON'T FORGET NOW, I WOULDN'T WANT TO HAVE TO TELL ANYONE ABOUT THAT FILE IN YOUR ACCOUNT WITH YOUR ANSWERS TO THE PUURITY TEST IN IT..." I hear her scrabbling at the terminal... "DON'T BOTHER - I HAVE A COPY.  BE A GOOD GIRL AND PASS THE MESSAGE ON" She sobs her assent and I hang up.  And the worst thing is, I was just guessing about the purity test thing.  I grab a quick copy anyway,  it  might make for some good late-night reading.  Meantime backups have finished in record time, 2.03 seconds.  Modern technology is wonderful, isn't it? Another user rings. "I need more space" he says "Well, why don't you move to Texas?" I ask "No, on my account, stupid." Stupid?!?....  Uh-Oh.. "I'm terribly sorry" I say, in a polite manner equal to that of Jimmy Stewart in a Family Matinee "I didn't quite catch that.  What was it that you said?" I smell the fear coming down the line at me, but it's too late, he's a goner and he knows it. "Um, I said what I wanted was more space on my account, *please*" "Sure, hang on" I hear him gasp his relief even though he covered the mouthpeice. "There, you've got plenty of space now" "How much have I got" Now this REALLY *PISSES* *ME* *OFF*!  Not only do they want me to give them extra disk, they want to check it, to correct me if I don't give them enough. They should be happy with what I give them *and that's it*!!! Back into Jimmy Stewart mode. "Well, let's see, you have 4 Meg available" "Wow!  Eight Meg in total, thanks!" he says pleased with his bargaining power "No" I interrupt, savouring this like a fine red, at room temperature "4 Meg in total..." "Huh?...  I'd used 4 Meg already, How could I have 4 Meg Available?" I say nothing.  It'll come to him. "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhH!" I kill me; I really do! [email protected] (Simon Travaglia)

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The NoBS Manifesto
There should be a rational process to separate BS from technical content in technology marketing. Let's think how we can setup a process to do it, and a ranking, similar to Magic Quadrant (a working name: Magic BS Quadrant).
Generally, "NoBS" means that our technology content is coming from engineers, those who were engineers and rose to the executive level but keep their engineering heart beating, and those who can inspire engineers.
Our people can go down to the metal and high into the sky -- they are full-stack thinkers. If they generalize, they do it from experience, and current, comprehensive knowledge of the best practices.
We like open-source, github, and community-validated technologies that you can use today, for which you can hire today, and which are better in an objectively demonstrable way.
We like to deconstruct marketing claims. Warning: our criticism of "big data" can be really cutting.
And, the legacy continues ;)
alias please=sudo I might do that, then find a dev to fuck with.