Don't get me wrong; programming language is completely Greek to me. It's less of a solid wall and more of a streaming matrix. Maybe next time being prompted to be overly wordy, will instead post in a monospace font. It's interesting what streaming patters the brain unintentionally can make; though it certainly will be even more difficult to read but probably still more appropriate of me. For Hyke:
Reminds me of a database typing job I had during a holiday. Had to bring all activities of nurses done for patients in tables, together with time and code and place and such.
Nasty thing was, once you hit a typo, and had used enter, there was no way of going back to undo the fault.
So, asked for help, because somehow I did make typos, apparently I was human.
Had made a list of all my mistakes in the database. A specialist came from an other city to undo my mistakes. He fixed it, and then told me to never call again. Because the only thing that would happen with this database was print it and save it in a cellar.
Took the nurses lots of their time with patients to write every action down, with time and such. And all was just for filling the basement.
Since then I am less fond of tables.