Category: Geekery

  • Progress with Cybex

    We have almost 20 Cybex “chassis,” rack-mounted enclosures that can contain a variety of cards that do things like connect to a computer, provide a user station, or network to another chassis. Since yesterday morning, almost none of the interconnectivity has been working. That’s what I’ve been working on nigh-exclusively since I arrived, then.

    I just made some progress. I’ve isolated the problem.

    It’s not Chassis 5, and it’s not Chassis 7/16 (a split chassis, thus with two identification numbers). It’s either Chassis 2 or Chassis 1 (which only connects to the rest of the network via #2).

    Here’s how I got this far: I discovered that I could make a particular combination of inserted cards come up “green” on Chassis 5 (our main “routing hub” chassis), and that the trick to doing so was to leave out any card that connected in even a roundabout way to Chassis 7/16 (a secondary “routing hub” chassis). “Great, it must be in 7/16,” I thought.

    In trying to reproduce this success on 7/16, I discovered that the only way to get reliable results was to leave out the card that connects the 7-side of that 4080 to Chassis 2. So I pulled the two cards in #2 that talk to the rest of the system, and reinserted all of the non-Enco cards in both 7/16 and 5. Voila! I can reliably pull up machines across all of the Server-room side of the Cybex network, and my XPRB (basically my “console unit” card) can display inventory for any connected chassis. At this point we have a mostly-usable system for the first time in a couple of days.

    So now it’s just Chassis 1 and 2 that are isolated, and I need to figure out how to proceed from here… since isolating the problem doesn’t explain the problem itself.

    Hoo boy. At least I can say I did something valuable with my time today, eh?

  • Stress Relief, Geek-Style

    This has not been a good week, as you may have noticed or been privy to the details of. Today was something of a capper to the trend, leading me to a state of aggravation and frustration.

    One of the ways I deal with intense frustration is to build a computer.

    I know what you’re thinking: “Gee, Karel. Building a computer can be a challenging, frustrating experience. Why would you do this to improve your mood?” I’m so glad you asked, neighbor. You see, I’m really good at building computers. Sure, it’s frustrating at times, but the frustrations of a computer build are generally fixable in some fashion. Mind you, sometimes the fix is to throw out half of the parts and/or start the install process all over again, but there’s almost always a fix of some sort.

    Today I learned exactly how salvageable those HPs the company’s been buying really are. (In case you’re wondering, the answer is “somewhat.” Just don’t ask me to transplant the guts of any of those no-AGP-slot abominations they’ve been shipping us the last two years…) With an old Matrox dual-head card, a first-generation Soundblaster Live, a chassis I had laying around and a very large hard drive, I have something of an interesting piece of work cobbled together now.

    Now, of course, I have to decide what I’m going to do with it. That’s almost as fun as actually building the thing…

  • Two go down, two come in.

    So I took a good, hard look at my City of Heroes roster on the Protector server yesterday, and realized that at least two were never going to be much fun to play. (There’s a third that may or may not make the cut. I’m still debating on him.) Yesterday I blew out one of them, and this morning I blew out the other. In place of NeutrinoStorm and Myne alMyne are a new Defender and Controller (respectively) named R Ken Ettic and The Immaterial Girl.

    Ken’s a Kinetics Defender, and Imma’s a Gravity/Radiation Controller. And now I remember why I didn’t play Myne very much: Controllers are hard to play in the early stages. Gah.

    I’ll post screenshots eventually, but for now suffice to say that Ken’s a robot (as implied by the Asimovian naming scheme) and Imma’s in a getup somewhat similar to (but not exactly like) Sailor Jupiter, as Dawn noted upon first spying her costume in the game. Ah well. So it’s not like I’m ever going to win any costume contests…

  • Air Soft Men!

    I have to wonder what these spammers think, sometimes. Take, for instance, the following subject line. Please.

    “Rock Hard Women!”

    I don’t know about you but when I think of the attributes of my ideal woman, neither of the words “rock” or “hard” enter the picture. Come to think on it, “soft,” which is the opposite of “hard,” is one of the things that come to mind. As for “rock,” well, nothing should be rock-like if you ask me. Not her head, not her… well, anything else. Other words that come to mind are “curvy” and “smart” and “smell nice.” No geological terms arise at all.

    In fact, usually you come across the words “rock hard” as describing some part of a man’s anatomy. (Abs, people. Get your minds out of the gutter!) So I have to wonder why I’m having rock hard women offered to me as if it was something I’d be interested in.

    Bewildering, as is most spam. Funny, though.

  • A sure sign they’re not targeting their audience very well.

    The first line of a spam email I received this afternoon:

    “Bored with your wife, girlfriend or husband?”

    And my immediate thought was, “Yes, all three, how did you know?”

    Stupid spammers…

  • It’s a new Washuu. Again.

    So after seeing “DriveReady SeekComplete” errors in the logs for the server known to most as “The Lab” for a few weeks now, I decided not to wait for catastrophe but go for a full reinstall on a fresh set of drives.

    Okay, one fresh drive, one slightly less than fresh drive. But you get the idea.

    Oddly enough, it only took about five hours, and that’s including backing up and restoring some 7 gigabytes of data. I still have some quirks to figure out, but generally speaking it’s working as advertised. (Once again, I’m quite thrilled with the Debian Installer, by the by.)

    Wow. I actually fixed something before it broke. Who knew?