And the alt: I wrote 20 short programs in Python yesterday. It was wonderful. Perl, I'm leaving you.
This really reminds me of two times in my life. The first was when I started learning VB 6. I literally dreamt in code. So, everything in my dream was lines upon lines of code, creating the sky and doors and other people and our conversations. There are 10 types of people. Those who get what I just explained, and all the rest of you. For the rest of you, I'm sorry, words wouldn't do it justice.
More recently, I again dreamt in code. Only this time, I was working very hard on a project with a tight deadline. Oh, and now I actually know how to code, as opposed to the other time I described, where I was learning it. So, I ended up writing pretty much an entire day's worth of code in my dream, and when I woke up and realized it was a dream, I was slightly pissed. Just slightly. On the bright side, the dream was very clear and so when I got to work that day, I didn't have to figure out what I was going to code, the entire thing was fresh in my head and it was an easy day.
I would like to wrap this up with a caution: programming and any medicine cabinet item that alters your state of mind don't mix. But, damn, it's interesting code when you look at it later!
