What the Fsck cont.
After dealing with DSL tech support last night, and showing up to work an hour late this morning, I'm feeling especially spiritual. What better time to continue to weave my sad tale of woe and command line syntax.
So with my weighty volume of Linux insight (RH Linux 7 Unleashed by SAMS), a SSH connection, and the root password, I began my journey of a million syntax typos. So to start I try to log in as root using my nifty password, thus learning my first lesson. You cannot remotely log in as the user "root", you must login as an existing user and use the "su" command. Fortunately the previous admin had set everyone up with a username and email. Maybe I'll send him a thank you gift of "Anal Ease" and a pack of KOOLs. I couldn't use the primary username b/c the password had been changed (maybe I'll add some itching powder to the lube before I send it).
Anyway, so I get logged in using my humble username. Second lesson:
[quizme2000 @www quizme2000]$
Its not called a cash sign thingy, it referred to as the bash shell prompt. Now I know I'm screwed, what the hell is a shell, and second "bash"?! So I the true fashion of being a know-it-all computer geek, I say "What the hell let's go ahead with this 'su' thing, how hard can it be?". The cash sign thingy ask for the password, so I type in the fancy rack space generated root password string that I will never be able to memorize. Don't worry I'll change that later to something simple, like 'password'.
So now the goddamn thing just says:
Insanity and his best friend terror now begins to setup shop in my little irritable discontented life. I close the terminal, put my head in my hands, and listen to the soothing sounds of my stomach starting to digest itself. My ego will simply wouldn't allow me to say "I don't know what the fsck I'm doing I need help with this." Not to be out done by a little incomprehensible demoralization, I top of the afternoon by proclaiming to my boss and co-workers that I'm now a Linux God! I'm going to need more than a few (6+) drinks tonight.
Anyway, I few weeks coast on by with the help of my local drinking establishment and the 7/11. Then the day of reckoning arrives.
I hope everyone returned safely from from their weekend of 'fun'. I still have bills to pay this month and my boss wants the new windows server to be working by the end of the day. So that's all for now.