Category Archives: Work

Installations

In which I do my administratrix thing.

I upgraded goblinbox to WordPress v2.0.2 today! It was terrifyingly easy! I’m so happy it’s hard not to squeal.

I also installed a calendar over at house-11.com. It’s supposed to be so the band can put their schedules in there so we know when rehearsals are and when gigs are, but it seems weirdly slow and hard-to-use so I might find another calendar app instead.

Anyway, nutshell: I installed lotsa software today. (Yes, I do realize that you couldn’t care less. Yes, I do know this might very well be the most boring entry you’ve ever read. I really only posted it to make sure WP was still working.)

In other news, here’s an old Queen song.

Layout Disaster! Ack!

In which what the fuck?!

So when I checked on goblinbox before bed last night, everything looked fine. This morning my layout was all hosed and funky looking, and I — believe it or not — didn’t do it. I wasn’t even there! (It’s usually my fault, when the site’s screwy-looking, though I rarely admit it.)

So I changed my password just in case and then changed back to an older theme. I’m sure y’all recognize it. Links were orange, now they’re purple, but it’s an old theme. Maybe it’s time for a new spring theme or something.

I added Justinsomnia’s Random Image plugin today, which is amusing me greatly. It pulls an image from an old post and displays it over there at the right; if you click on the pic it takes you to the old post. Whee!

In other news, one of the two remaining Cobalt web servers here at work is dying a hideous death. (The password files are corrupted so users of the three remaining domains can’t connect or check their email or nothin’.) Been madly transferring domains to the new outsourced server, calling customers, faxing things, updating DNS. Whee again!

Starving. Going to get some lunch.

Top Secret Work Amusements

In which I repeat a funny ISP moment.

Our Sales department sold a maintenance contract on a wireless LAN installation to a hotel in a town about two hours from here.

Hotel people are luddites.

When guests check in and can’t get on the wireless LAN, the hotel people freak out on Sales, and Sales in turn freaks out on IT. Which means I spent about nine minutes on the phone this morning getting lectured by Sales about how we’re charging for this LAN maintenance and how we really need to “make this thing work,” while IMing both Support and Engineering, who were saying things like “I’m reading the support call notes and Support did everything right, the connection was up to the gateway, so the problem had to be PEBKAC, it’s so NOF!” and “There’s no way we can possibly support a wireless LAN that far away, especially for what we’re charging! One truck roll eats up the monthly fee. Plus, they had me come up there last month just to make sure the fucking thing was working!” (Engineers don’t mind being dispatched to fix something, but they get testy when they’re asked to go look at something that’s already working.)

You may need at this point to understand that I work at an ISP. The product is Internet connectivity, not internal networking. We sell connections to gateway devices; what customers do with their connection once it’s in past their router is their business. We’re a small company, and we just don’t have the infrastructure to troubleshoot laptop settings all day long.

I told my co-worker, “We need to take this thing out on the field or something, work it out — before it gets nasty.” My co-worker countered with, “Nuh-UH. No way does Sales wanna take on IT! It’d be pure slaughter.”

In other news, IT’S PAYDAY. Whoo-hoo!

I Was Better At It Than I Thought

In which I discuss domestic issues.

In the past couple of weeks I’ve had a realization. An epiphany, if you will.

When Brett was working full-time and I was working part-time, I suffered from a great deal of guilt. I never felt like the house was clean enough, or like I was really working quite hard enough at it. Brett told me several times he’d be a much better househusband — that he’d have no problem keeping the place spotless.

Well.

This is Brett’s eighth week home. And while he has spent at least two weeks of that time logging and remodelling, that leaves four weeks — four weeks — during which he could have been doing housework.

He did some. He’s good at doing dishes; they never sit more than four days before he does them. *smirk* And he started taking the garbage out when I got home from work one night and informed him that the house smelled like trash. And he’s done quite a bit of laundry, even if he can’t seem to get it folded and/or put away. And he swept the stairs once.

But over all? The house is kind of a mess. There is random clutter everywhere, the livingroom’s been dusted once in two months, the furnace room (which fills up quite rapidly this time of year with ash and sawdust due to the woodstove) has been swept maybe twice and I did it once myself, and I don’t think the blankets and pillows from the couch have been washed at all. The counters are grubby, the shower hasn’t been cleaned, the sheets haven’t been changed, and there are shoes spread out all over the house.

None of this bothers me, per se. I don’t really give a shit if the house is clean or not, now that it’s not my job.

I’m just sayin’: the shit was way cleaner when I was home two days a week.

Under Construction

In which you see the progress my househusband has made.

While it’s true that there are piles of clothes all over the house, the floors haven’t been swept in weeks, and there are little chunks and flecks of dried foods stuck to the kitchen counters, my home-bound husband has been doing a little something ’round the house of late.

I present to you… the Remodel Gallery!

The future living room:

LR

The future kitchen:

kitchen

The future upstairs half-bath:

bath

And in other news, the peacock likes to hang out on the porch. Plus he’s grown a really lovely tail for this year:

bird

Also I hear there’s weather on the way. There was a watch out earlier, but the NWS has just upgraded us to a full-on winter storm warning: rain, freezing rain, and snow in the region… all between now and tomorrow evening. Yuck.

Working Hard

In which I’ve been totally busy all day! (This is a geek post; you can skip it if you’re not one.)

You know what’s awesome? Being busy at work! There’s an old web server here that’s been hacked (yes, totally pwn3d – and yes, we’re appropriately ashamed) and some clever little punk-ass geek is running a mail server on it and sending tons of spam.

Tons of spam. Which is slowing the box way down, and both mail and HTTP services are halting and crashing. Argh. The box is totally compromised.

Buzz has been engaged in a fairly active battle with our spamming friend all day. He’d take the mail server down, the hacker’d turn it back on. Root passwords have been changed, stuff’s been deleted, installed, moved… it’s a kind of chess-like warfare, really.

servers

I’ve been moving content off the hacked box and onto another server as fast as I can. Some of the content I’ve moved and done DNS for included my employers’s own web site and several sub-domains. Getting those moved was exciting — pages didn’t come up, scripts didn’t work, PHP wasn’t turned on — but we managed it. Then it turns out the cgi-scripts still aren’t working, so I just spent the last hour messing with that but I still can’t get them to work and I have tons of sites left to move. We need to get the box turned off ASAP.

The day has whizzed by! I think I actually feel good about this whole working-for-a-living thing. *shudder*

Restart HTTPd on a RAQ

How to kill and restart HTTP service on a Cobalt RAQ web server.

Ya need to be logged in as root. At the command prompt, type:

tail /var/run/httpd.pid

It’ll return the process ID, eg. 2739. Then type:

kill -HUP 2739

HTTP should come right back up.

Doctors Make Lousy Patients and I Take Lousy Care of my Home Computer

In which I bust out a Phillips and unscrew some things.

Several months ago I rebuilt my home computer because I’d let my administrator password expire and I couldn’t get into Windows.

(Don’t laugh! It’s rude.)

Anyway, at some point during that little project, my CD-RW stopped working. Which meant I couldn’t install any software from CD. But I got most of what I need installed from files I’d copied from my external USB drive, and I could surf and that’s about all I do with my home machine these days.

Yesterday I decided I wanted my sound card to work. Actually, it’s onboard – not even a seperate card. So I busted out my canned air and blew half a pound of dust out of the tower and R&R’d my CD-ROM with one my dad had left me.

home-tower

And then I found the driver disc that came with the motherboard and ran the installer. And still got ‘your sound card is in use’ and ‘there are no drivers installed’ errors. Bah.

So I went to MSI’s site and downloaded a K7 mainboard sound driver at random, which is dangerous because you really ought to be sure you’re installing the right drivers but WTF. And now I’ve got sound! Yeah!

Too bad my iTunes library is still on my work machine.

I take better care of my household garbage than I do my home computer. It’s pitiful, really. I leave the sides off the case and it’s always full of dust and I’ve never installed that auxillary fan it needs and all the wires are hanging out and my hard drive isn’t screwed in and it’s a total mess.

In other news, I broke down and brushed my hair last night because it was starting to itch.

My Work Machine Joins the Aughts

In which I get something new for once.

Last week, my monitor failed. It was all pink and evil and strobing madly when I came in one morning.

So I told the appropriate people and a replacement was ordered.

It came today.

new-monitor

Yay! New flat panel monitor with built-in speakers! (Wow, now that I’ve moved stuff, it appears that my desk sure needs to be dusted.)

In other news, BvB told me that teasing and ratting is back in. Therefore I’ve quit brushing my hair altogether.

Work machine

In which you get to see my desktop!

I haven’t posted a pic of my desktop in like a thousand million quadrillion years, so here it is:

desktop-thumb

(Click to embiggen.)

I’m running Windows2kPro with WindowBlinds and Iconoid. Can’t remember where I got the wallpaper from.

Goddamn I’m cute.