Protective Spells

Welcome back to my classroom. Again, I am Professor Meotod, and today it’s my pleasure to teach you about the various spells that protect the scrolls and files you create and own. Before we discuss what the spells are, I think it might be a good idea to review […]

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Your Room in the Tower

Hello. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Professor Meotod, andI’ll be your instructor in several of the workings of the UnixSpellcraft. With luck and hard work, under my tutelage, you willadvance your knowledge to the point where it becomes easy for you tolearn new things outside of the classroom, and use them for […]

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Coming Soon…

It was Friday night and a group of mages were lounging in /usr/local/games. Leal lined his shot up on the pool table when the cue ball nudged to the left. “Hey, what gives?” he said. “What?” Acre asked. “The cue ball — it moved.” Acre sighed. Leal had already spent ten minutes planning his turn. “Well move it back and […]

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Of Mages and Mail, Part Three

We return back to the mail department of /var/spool/mail where the Mail Admin is finishing his lesson of email to the young mage, Acre. “When a mage is finished writing an email, he hands it off to a daemon called smtpd. smtpd can be though of as the mailman of the Tower. Once smtpd is given […]

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Of Mages and Mail, Part Two

The two mages returned from their break and the Admin continued his explanation of the Unix mail system. “There are a few different ways a mage can read his mail on a Unix system. The first, and simplest, is with the mail spell. “When the mail spell is cast, it will either tell the mage they […]

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Of Mages and Mail, Part One

It was Acre’s first day of training in the Towers mail department over at /var/spool/mail. This is where all the mail is stored and waits to be retrieved by the POP and IMAP daemons. “How do these mailboxes work?” Acre asked the admin on duty. “Well,” the admin replied, “it’s really not that complicated. Our […]

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A Run-in With Crond

It was late at night when the Young Mage was walking through the Tower. Wandering aimlessly, he stared at the looming walls, spiraling staircases, and catwalks when, all of the sudden, he heard a buzzing from above. Tumbling through the air, it looked like a small robot was making it’s way down toward the Mage. […]

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