There is an old riddle about a Greek ship, where, as the ship ages, the oldest planks are replaced with new ones. After a time, as one might imagine, the last original plank gets replaced, and no piece of the ship is left in the ship. At this point, the ship as it exists is not the same ship as the ship that was first built. If one were to save the old planks as they were taken out, they could rebuild the old ship next to the new one.
This March I set out to learn to type. I have been hunt-and-peck typing for as long as I can remember, and I had gotten pretty fast at it. To me, touch typing was a fantasy–it is potentially fast, but I found it painful and slow. At the same time, I did think of myself as on the right track to being a decent programmer.
I know I’ve been neglecting this site somewhat since I started school. I have posts in the works (just check the repo on github), but I haven’t touched most of them in over a month.