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Thursday, November 11, 2010

112: BlackBerry, bytes, divining and 01101101011011110111001001100101

I’ve never been as annoyed by someone else’s phone as I am now.  Not even when some loudmouth cunt has been yammering away on speaker, or pumping out some tunes, in the simmering prison of public transport.  My girlfriends ‘new’ second-hand BlackBerry, the piece of shit (the phone, not my girlfriend, she’s lovely), is destroying our lives.  Her endless daily calls to customer care being told the same misinformation in various different permutations, is then regaled back to me in excruciating detail including the bits I have just heard her say; “so I said to him...” yes I know I just heard you.  One day its half-truths about new SIM cards, today its meaningless shit about BIS and BES, and instructions that bare no relation to reality.  What was supposed to be a lovely birthday present from her two thoughtful sisters has turned into the worst present anyone has ever received in the whole of human history thanks to the incompetence of O2 and the fine idiots at BlackBerry.

Update on yesterday’s binary insanity:

I stupidly couldn’t understand the simple error instructing me that the binary code must be divisible by eight.  Already having knowledge of the concept of an 8-bit byte I should have immediately understood, and in a brief moment of clarity it just occurred to me what it means.  It’s so pathetically simple that I can only assume that the Kevin of yesterday was a drooling simpleton.

Binary is represented by ones and zeros, but really it is just electrical switches on and off.  I learnt this at college all these years ago.  The number one (1) is represented by the binary code 00110001.  Don’t ask me why, it just is.  Two is 00110010, three 00110011, four 00110100; a is 01100001, b 01100010, and c 01100011.  All divisible once by the number 8.  So all I needed to do was add a couple more digits to the end of my random string of numbers.





by sticking a couple of zeros on the end.  And now we have the magical string divisible by eight.  My fingers tremble, my brow perspires and my loins twitch as I click convert binary to text.  What magical key will it unlock, what secrets of the unknown, what futuristic tea leaves will reveal my fate from the bottom of my figurative teacup?

Yes, that’s correct:

You heard me right the first time.  I can hardly believe my eyes.  The repeated ampersand (&) is clearly an indication of a long life with many changes and opportunities, or possibly additions so it could mean a large family.  There is a single asterix (*) or star represented in the string which probably indicates monogamy, but its proximity to two consecutive percent signs suggests unexpected success in a game of chance.

There are patterns of numbers including, most significantly, four instances of the number 8226.  This I cannot immediately account for, but the final digit is a semi-colon.  This means the divining is not complete and I must look for explanatory signs in the world around me; anything that can suggest meaning to the vitally important number 8226.

I am not mental.  Millions of people every day go in for this kind of bollocks, be it horoscopes, prayer or offering greetings to magpies.  Incidentally yesterday I saw a charity mugger in Manchester stop a shopper in the street with the opening words, “I’m not mental...”  It was downhill from there on in.

Tomorrow I cure my cold by getting dietary advice from randomly generated Morse code.

(NOTE: the original upload of this post didn't render the text from the translated binary properly, hence my adding the screengrab as a replacement.  What a waste of time - if it was anymore pointless it would be modern art.)

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