Ég keypti nýlega hádegisverð fyrir bróður minn (eins og venjulega) and we ended up talking about funny things that we did at our respective colleges. At my alma mater, Lafayette College, the academic support IT department had a very inclusive way about it. We were given a LOT of rope and I took advantage of that at times.

Tvær mín uppáhalds minningar tengjast góðum vini mínum, Gabe. He had made the terrible mistake of telling people his freshman year that "I’m a freshman, en ég hef sophomore stöðu" vegna ýmissa háþróaður flokkum staðsetningu hafði hann tekið, o.fl.. Many of us were similarly situated but we didn’t talk about it so much. His senior year, Þegar við hann að fólk, we’d say "This is Gabe. He’s a Senior, but he has Sophomore standing".

The college had some Sun workstation/servers running X-Window. They had gigantic monitors and the engineers used them for CAD and other boring engineer stuff. We CS people used them to learn programming and, auðvitað, að spila leiki.

Við gerðum ekki eins og tölva-hjálparvana verkfræðinga að mikið svo einn af uppáhalds dótið okkar til að gera væri að telnet til kassi sem þeir voru á og hlaupa X-auga on them. This would pop up a pair of eyes that followed the mouse around on the screen. You could pop up even more and have literally a dozen or more of the X-eye applications running. Try not to laugh out loud when a hapless engineer is trying to close X-eye after X-eye and muttering under his breath about it 🙂

We also played X-trek on those boxes. To do that, þú þurftir að sækja uppruna, get various dependencies wherever you could find them and build it. I wasn’t a sophisticated C programmer, but I could read header files. I was looking through these and found directives like "#DEFINE MAX_TORPEDO_DISTANCE 10". I played around with that increase range and power for phases and torpedoes, aftur byggt það og síðan eytt Gabe næsta skipti sem við uppgefinn.

Gabe var einnig gríðarlegur aðdáandi af TV sýning sem heitir S Blake 7. I had never seen it, en ekki koma í veg fyrir mig heimta að sendi tölvupóst á Dr. Who is the superior show. The arguments would get heated at times 🙂

Einn daginn, it occurred to me that I could probably guess his UNIX password. I sat down next to him one day and announced in a loud tone, "I’m going to guess your password right now, Gabe." "Yeah, rétt" was his answer. I then logged in, inn notandi persónuskilríki hans, sneri sér að takast á honum, tegund og sagði upphátt, "I wonder if it’s B-L-A-K-E-7" ? Touch typing has never paid off as handsomely as it did that day.

Næsta vika (eða fljótlega): More computer room antics from college.

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