haruspex: babylon (gir!)
( Apr. 14th, 2007 11:10 pm)
No wonder they went extinct.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Apr. 13th, 2007 07:14 pm)
I never realized how strange I am until [livejournal.com profile] sothacid pointed it out to me.

haruspex: babylon (bugger off)
( Mar. 7th, 2007 09:26 pm)
So. Icarus, my main desktop, just got here.

And it won't boot. The light on the motherboard comes on when it's plugged in, but zilch happens when I hit the power button. I've eliminated the memory as the issue - tomorrow I'm going to try swapping in a new power supply from a junkbox and see if that works.

Meanwhile, the Dell box my Uncle Carlos gave me is throwing consistent errors on the Ubuntu installation. Testing it with known different memory yields the same results. Best guess is that the CPU or the motherboard itself is fried. Otherwise... tomorrow I work on getting Icarus up and running. Failing that, I've got an awful lot of spare parts to attach to a shiny new motherboard... once I've got the cash to lay my paws on a good one, that is.

EDIT: This is a minor rant on Linux forums. When somebody posts about a bug they've found, includes plenty of detail, uses correct grammar and spelling, and is otherwise not an asshat, you do NOT reply with either a) a statement that they somehow screwed it (whatever that may be) up, or b) a question requesting clarification on how the original poster screwed up. I mean, Christ, people. There's no need to leap down some poor newbie's fault because they haven't been using X variant of *nix since the Dark Ages and don't have a particularly esoteric bit of knowledge.

Hulk smash asshats.

EDIT the Second: "Why don't you edit X system file, you clueless idiot?" is ALSO not an appropriate answer. I haven't seen this much newbie bashing since I quit a particular online game.
haruspex: pretty stained glass (stained glass)
( Mar. 6th, 2007 04:28 pm)
Just hopped downstairs to check the mail, and found a slip from the local post office, telling me that they missed me on Saturday. The zip code on the package is 55420... my computer finally showed up! And unlike the last package, there's nothing about the contents being damaged.

Also in the mailbox was my A+ paperwork... two certificates and a flimsy paper card that I'm probably going to get laminated.

Other things of note... went to a party in Maryland on Saturday and spent most of the evening chatting with folks about fixing computers, contracting work, and Second Life, although I wandered off for the latter of the three. It's a miracle I'm into online gaming or MUDs at all... Second Life holds no attraction for me. On the other hand, I met some cool folks, and managed to not lurk in the corner for extended periods of time, which is more than I can usually say about parties. I also dummied up some chocolate-covered cheesecake balls for the party, which proved to be a bit too rich for most people to handle more than once around. I'm told that I need to make them smaller.

A recipe is forthcoming.

Sunday was spent driving up to P&P's farm, meeting them and their son, meeting the snake (I've been promised pictures... huge, lovely python. I need to get a snake... something small to prepare me for owning a ball python), meeting the dog (Newfie/Border Collie mix. His head ECHOED), and getting a new power adapter for Leo. Pete of P&P also took Leo apart and plugged the ribbon cable for Leo's monitor in more securely, which should eliminate the weird display problems I've been having. Leo's been functioning a lot happier since then... the keyboard isn't sticking or missing keystrokes as often, and even the boot process seems to move a lot quicker. Perhaps I missed the dead chicken he waved over things.

The remaining cheesecake ball was left with P&P, and then RS and I went down to Purcelville to meet up with [livejournal.com profile] madbodger and [livejournal.com profile] fizzygeek for a late lunch. Food was consumed, evil landlords were mentioned, and general nattering was had over some very good Mexican.

This week, I need to optain some decent dress boots for work (not Army boots. yet.), meet with SuprTek on Friday, adjust my schedule for getting up at 5 AM (ew), and test the new transit arrangements. Oh, and hopefully take the Server+ certification test, too.

Next week? I work!
haruspex: babylon (the priestess)
( Feb. 20th, 2007 08:43 pm)
Another thing found on MetaFilter. I may stop reading BoingBoing if this keeps up: most of the really interesting stuff ends up over on MF anyway.

Anyway, I came across this while skimming through Metafilter. I have had a strange fondness for things you probably shouldn't be able to see or know about, but can and do, ever since I was a wee babe. (I blame you, [livejournal.com profile] wombat_socho.) I have no doubt that my affinity for grey stuff is either going to get me in trouble or provide me with interesting anecdotes someday. In the meantime, I get to read around the edges of things most people don't pay a passing thought to, like open secrets from the Soviet Union, the underbelly of cities, and the interesting bits that occasionally creep out from under the curtain in America.

There's some cool shit out there worth learning. It pays to keep the eyes and ears open... you can never tell what you'll hear or read next.

Come to think of it, that's as good an argument for getting a ham radio license as any I've heard so far.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Feb. 10th, 2007 09:10 am)
Hey [livejournal.com profile] skylarker, did you know that you're Internet Famous?
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Feb. 10th, 2007 06:57 am)
Intense attack on internet root servers, no one notices.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Feb. 1st, 2007 09:01 pm)
So in a little less than three hours, I'll be twenty-one.

I thought about making an introspective post, but what the hell. I've been an adult since seventeen, why look back at it now?
[livejournal.com profile] 021407
Up early this afternoon in the interest of reorienting a bit for the trip. Since I'm short on sleep, I'm long on visual content and short on any interesting or brain-intensive work. So have some pretty pictures.

Unhallowed Metropolis

Keith Thompson Art

I've been told that I'm supposed to receive an offer letter sometime later today. Assuming everything is in order, I'll be signing it, and beginning work sometime next week. Or the week after, at the latest. Then I try to get to sleep at a regular hour for the trip up to New York. Ironically, my sleep schedule is fully tweaked for work at ServerVault at this point. I'm not looking forwards to yanking it around. On the other hand, I'm looking forwards to Avenue Q, more of the East Coast, and New York. And being awake all night in New York City could really suck.

Haven't been up to much. Slept until 4 PM yesterday, got up, made fajitas, and got into peering at emacs, vi, ln, and sftp syntax in the command line. As I keep remarking to anybody who'll listen, it's irritating to find out that the OS you grew up with effectively trained you to be mildly retarded. On the other hand, it's kind of neat to figure out the command line: I keep learning new and interesting ways to manipulate text, move files, and edit them. With any luck, I shouldn't technically need to use sftp to move text files or code from computer to server... should just be able to edit the damn things locally.

Aside from fiddling with Unix and sleeping a lot, I'm mostly reading fanfic, catching up on the news of the world and the weird (it's mostly depressing), and working on the more fiddly bits of research for the motorcycle trip I want to take in two to three years.
Anybody who knows anything about the Potomac isn't surprised. One of these days, there's going to be pollution of the sort that induces a gender change AND makes you catch on fire. Anybody got a lighter?

Rail gun! Everybody who's ever used one of these things in Quake or Unreal is drooling right about now.

Science and my unhealthy childhood tells me that these things explode if you feed them Alka-Seltzer tablets. I do not know this from experience. These are the Deeply Important Facts that Some People felt it necessary to burden my soul with.

Finally, have a squid. It's so cute!
All that's left now is the background check, since I appear to have made my prospective supervisor and coworkers happy. It was one long session of Unix questions, trash-talking Windows and random networking questions. Reviewing a bit last night definitely helped.

Also, I need to stop relying on GUIs, but it's not a killer.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Jan. 17th, 2007 04:37 pm)
omg, elitist meme! )
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Jan. 17th, 2007 03:17 am)
Mac servers are sleek, beautiful machines that are incredibly easy to set up, comparatively speaking. Their rack equipment, on the other hand, is a bloody pain in the ass.

Small fingers are very, very handy for working in cages.

Always keep a camp stool in a cage if you anticipate spending longer than an hour in the enclosure with your equipment. The cement floor is cold and unforgiving.

You will not have enough caffeine to keep you going for longer than four hours. Nor will you have room or a space to keep them refrigerated. Down as many glasses or bottles of your preferred poison as possible before heading in: no matter how cool they're keeping the center, you'll need it.

Permissions mean jack shit when you're right on top of the server.

ps -ax and dig are your friend.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Jan. 16th, 2007 03:20 pm)
Back and forth, back and forth. After a few days of hanging out and poking at Perl and DGD, tonight I head over to the data center with RS and GP to help rack servers and plug things in. I'm looking forwards to it... I like the data center. I've been told that I won't be nearly as fond of it after I've been there for a few hours. We shall see.

And tomorrow night? Well, tomorrow night, I go in to meet my prospective supervisor and see the insides of ServerVault for the first time. Then it's a couple of days and I'm off to New York. Life is picking up the pace again. This'll leave me with less time to do things like stare at LPC codebits for hours on end while attempting divine useful knowledge out of 'em, but on the other hand, it means a return to a schedule and a paycheck doing work that I think I'll love.
Screw sunscreen.

And for that matter, pay attention to folksongs. You might need them some day.

In conclusion, have some random poetry stuff.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Jan. 14th, 2007 09:49 pm)
I've been doing some recipe research lately, and I stumbled across this and this. No more paying exorbitant amounts of money for these myself... think I'll save these, some wine, and some Godiva cocoa for Bitter Singles Day.

This amused me. It's in a long line of imitations that includes candy sushi and sushi pillows.

This will scar you. Or it should. If it doesn't, you've probably been surfing the Internet too long. (Like me. I haven't seen anything that's made me more than blink in ages.)

And finally, whilst surfing Metafilter, I came across this little gem. I knew that Muslim scholars built things like astrolabes and elaborate canal systems (qanats and an anbars being the first things that come to mind), but not that they'd gotten into clockwork.
Up early this morning due to a combination of an eldritch hangover (from yesterday), and visiting a dealer's room (today). I think this is the first time in a fair bit that I've had breakfast stuff vastly different from cereal at the appropriate time of morning.

After staying up til around 6 AM for several nights on end, sleeping through the night on a semi-regular cycle and getting up at 8:30 has left me mildly headachy and spacey. On the bright side, it's a really nice view out of the back of the apartment, being woods and a creek, and it's allowed me to observe that global warming is AWESOME. It's 53 degrees out. The birds are singing, the trees are budding, and there's no snow on the ground.

I love this place.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Jan. 13th, 2007 10:07 pm)
I liked this. Big explosions and crazy Finns... what's not to love?


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