28 february 2017
I couldn't sleep tonight and so I thought I'd go for a run to wear myself out. But that is not how my body responds to running. Instead it gets all awake and excited because I paid attention to it and was nice to it. (I just realized I referred to my body as if it were an eager dog, and not me. I'ma not think about that.)
And then, all excited from the run, I decided to read the built-in vim tutor, cos that is how I respond to excess energy. I just learned this weekend all about the manuals you can find in terminal. And they delight me all sentimental style. whatever command in the command-line you are confused by, you can simply type man + command, and there is likely a manual for it.
I get that it probably isn't "cool" to get sentimental and excited about help pages, but they are sweet.
So many of the man pages have a small author attribution at the end. All of these are built into the computer.
So there's all these university professors and computer science folks writing all these detailed manuals for every
part of the terminal, and they call no attention to themselves. My mac does not urge me to check them out. It is only
when I ask for help that the pages will show up, and the authors will take credit. For example, you can type vimtutor
into your terminal, and run through an interactive tutorial made by some person named Bram which is super useful, and super
user-friendly, and not advertised in anyway at all.
I am rambling hard, I think I'm actually sleepy.
To whoever is reading this, here is a song for you: Fridge Poetry-Still Pills I love this song soo much. The melody is so slow and simple, but every instrument below the singers' voice is moving constantly. There's layers of different synthlines, and a busy drum, and guitars playing counterpoint instead of chords. It gives off the impression of squirming nervously, which fits the song so weeeelll. Also, it has a type of fuzz that I want to sleep in, a distortion so good that I feel the fuzz itself 'gets me'. that is all, I love it.