Prince Addo

Software Wizardry

The miasmic sour smell of finished red-bulls lingers in the air

This is a different type of war

Click-click-click-clack-clack (x64)

The reds dance harmoniously on the board like the Rockettes

A stream of tokens that when compiled will inevitably throw some exception

But still they flux

Neurons firing precisely like a bullet shot by Dikec

All aimed at something

The mission is closing issues and moving stories to Ready for Acceptance

Yet there's more...

Nevermind that, the code must go on

Schussing down happy path blazingly fast

Build errors, out-dated packages, dependency graphs that look route tables at an ISP

The dragon is eventually slain

Out of it's carcass rises Father Time in 3" shorts and

Rainbow Oakley's worn backwards rested on the brim of a Ciele hat

His mysteries will drain hours from your life in an instant

Stopping him with some breakpoints will do the job

Specification has been reached

No interpreter can express the magnificence of this output

The final `./a.out`

Busses freighted with orchestras that play to the movement of the invisible hand holding a baton

Bytes moving from registers to ALUs back to registers in nanoseconds

Cache hits like Babe Ruth

Dopamine floods the nervous system

A wizard has been made