Prose and Code

The clock strikes twelve, production calls, Deploy the code through firewalls. Blue-green deployment, zero downtime, Rollback ready, just in time. Monitoring dashboards, metrics flow, Error rates, I watch them close. Load average climbing high, Database queries multiply. Success! The deploy is done, Another battle won.

Black screen glows in dimly lit room, Cursor blinks, awaiting doom. Commands typed with practiced grace, Terminal, my favorite place. Grep and awk, sed and find, Unix tools, peace of mind. Pipes connect, streams that flow, Shell scripting, all I know. GUI? No thanks, not for me, Command line sets me free.

Something's wrong, the heap keeps growing, Memory allocated, never slowing. Pointers lost, references stray, Garbage collector can't save the day. Profiler shows the growing pain, Resources circling down the drain. I search through code, line by line, To find where memory intertwine. At last, the leak is found and sealed, Performance metrics are revealed.

Neural networks, layers deep, Patterns in data that we keep. Training sets and validation splits, Backpropagation, gradient bits. Overfitting, the silent foe, Regularization helps us grow. Accuracy and F1 score, Each epoch brings us more. In silicon minds, intelligence grows, Machine learning, future shows.

In promises, I place my trust, Async functions are a must. Await the data, don't block the thread, Let concurrent tasks spread. Callbacks nested, pyramid of doom, Async/await clears the room. Clean and simple, code so bright, Asynchronous delight. No more callback hell for me, Modern JavaScript sets me free.