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Self Hosted Air Gapped Password Vault

Self Hosted Air Gapped Password Vault
Oh look, someone finally cracked the code to ultimate security: a physical notebook! While everyone's freaking out about LastPass breaches and debating whether Bitwarden or 1Password is more secure, this absolute genius just went full analog. Zero-day exploits? Can't hack paper, baby! SQL injection? Not unless you've got a really aggressive pen. And the best part? It's LITERALLY air-gapped—no WiFi, no Bluetooth, no cloud sync drama. Just you, your terrible handwriting, and the crushing anxiety of losing this ONE book that contains the keys to your entire digital kingdom. The ultimate self-hosted solution: hosted in your drawer, backed up by... uh... your memory? Good luck with that disaster recovery plan when your dog eats it.

Got A Deal On Some Memory

Got A Deal On Some Memory
Someone really said "I need more RAM" and went straight to the 1960s computer museum clearance sale. Look at that glorious stack of punch cards sitting there like ancient scrolls of forgotten code! Each hole punched with the precision of a medieval scribe, storing maybe what, 80 bytes per card? You'd need roughly 137 BILLION of these bad boys to match a single 8GB RAM stick. But hey, at least when your program crashes, you can literally see which card caused the segfault and just... throw it in the trash. No memory leaks here—just physical holes leaking air! The ultimate in debugging: if it doesn't work, just punch different holes.

Which One Were You?

Which One Were You?
Let's be real: if you held CDs and DVDs by the edges like a civilized human being, you were probably the same person who actually wrote documentation and used meaningful variable names. Meanwhile, the rest of us were out here fingerprinting the data side like we were booking suspects at a police station, wondering why our burned copies of Linux ISOs kept failing the checksum. The "filthy animal" crew also definitely had that one scratched-to-hell disc that somehow still worked 60% of the time, and we'd spend 20 minutes cleaning it with our shirt before every use. Different times, same chaotic energy we bring to production deployments today.

Pepperidge Farm Remembers Code By Hand

Pepperidge Farm Remembers Code By Hand
Back in the dark ages of computer science exams, you'd sit there with a pencil and paper, manually writing out your code like some kind of medieval scribe. No autocomplete, no syntax highlighting, no Stack Overflow to copy from—just you, your brain, and the absolute terror of forgetting a single parenthesis that would make your entire program invalid. The real kicker? You couldn't even test if it worked. You'd hand in your paper code and just pray to the compiler gods that you didn't mess up somewhere on line 47. One missing semicolon and your entire grade goes down the drain. Modern devs with their fancy IDEs that auto-close brackets don't know the struggle of counting parentheses on your fingers like you're doing elementary school math. Fun fact: Studies show that programmers who learned to code by hand developed an irrational fear of whiteboard interviews that persists to this day.

Too Much Bloat

Too Much Bloat
Ah, the eternal battle of text editors vs. modern web frameworks. Our dapper gentleman here is rejecting the bloated monstrosity that is modern JavaScript frameworks (looking at you, Vue.js) in favor of the humble 'ed' text editor - possibly the most minimalist text editor in existence. For the uninitiated, 'ed' is a line-oriented text editor from the 1970s that makes vim look like a luxury cruise ship. It's basically what you'd use if you wanted your coding experience to be as painful as possible, but hey, at least it won't eat 500MB of RAM just to change a string. The hardest of the hardcore Unix veterans still swear by it, right before they start ranting about kids these days with their fancy syntax highlighting and autocompletion.

Quill And Code: The Ancient Debugging Technique

Quill And Code: The Ancient Debugging Technique
When your CS professor says "no laptops for the exam" and you have to write C code like it's 1972. The hand cramps! The smudged headers! The inability to Ctrl+Z when you realize your file handling logic is completely broken! Nothing says "I'm a real programmer" like debugging pointer arithmetic with an actual quill pen while silently praying your struct alignment is correct. Medieval debugging at its finest.

That's What You Call Chad Version

That's What You Call Chad Version
Regular developers: "Let's just call it version 1, 2, 3." Semantic versioning enthusiasts: "Excuse me, it's 1.0, 1.1, 1.2 — we're civilized here." Ancient CPU architects: "8086, 80286, 80386 — because nothing says 'I was coding when dinosaurs roamed the earth' like naming your versions after Intel processors from the 1980s."

I'm PS/2 Ports Old

I'm PS/2 Ports Old
When someone asks my age, I don't give them a number—I just show them PS/2 ports. If they recognize these ancient keyboard and mouse connectors without Googling, we're from the same tech paleolithic era. These circular relics with their color-coded pins were the USB of the '90s, except they required perfect alignment and a small prayer to connect properly. Nothing says "I witnessed the dial-up apocalypse" quite like remembering to check which color goes where. Kids these days with their USB-C will never know the satisfaction of that perfect *click* when you finally got it right after three attempts.

Make BASIC Great Again

Make BASIC Great Again
Rejecting modern OOP encapsulation with its fancy "getters and setters" in favor of the raw, chaotic energy of old-school BASIC's "peekers and pokers" - where memory manipulation was done with bare hands and a complete disregard for safety. Like choosing to fix your server with a hammer instead of proper tools because "that's how grandpa did it."

I Love Binary

I Love Binary
Ah yes, the dark ages of computing. Before FORTRAN showed up in 1956, programmers were just keyboard warriors in the most literal sense - manually toggling 0s and 1s like prehistoric savages. Nothing says "I'm having a productive day at work" like frantically flipping physical switches for eight hours straight while your coworkers wonder if you're having a seizure or actually programming something. The best part? Debugging meant checking if your finger slipped on switch #4,271. Good times.

Several Ways To Send Mail In Linux

Several Ways To Send Mail In Linux
The evolution of Linux mail clients, as told by Winnie the Pooh's increasing sophistication. Thunderbird? Basic. Elm? Now we're getting somewhere. But telnet localhost 25 ? That's peak sysadmin energy right there - manually typing SMTP commands like it's 1985 and you've got something to prove. Nothing says "I understand the protocol" quite like handcrafting your email headers while your coworkers wonder why you're giggling at a terminal.

The Final Boss Of Programming

The Final Boss Of Programming
The rare sighting of a programming purist in the wild! This developer has achieved mythical status by rejecting all modern conveniences: No cursor? Check. No AI assistants? Check. No search engine? Check. Just a human, a rusty ThinkPad, Vim, man pages, and Arch Linux. This is like watching someone hunt with a sharpened stick while everyone else uses rifles. Either this person is the final boss of programming or they're just showing off their digital masochism in public. The "psychopath" label is just what normal devs call someone who makes them feel guilty about their 57 Chrome tabs of Stack Overflow answers.