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Day: March 14, 2003

  • Snap! goes the Snap! server

    I have two unpleasant things to write about this morning, and I decided to pick the one that’s foremost in my thoughts right this moment. Don’t worry, the other one is much more depressing.

    Remember the Quantum Snap! Server? I’ve ranted about it before. I’ll probably rant about it again before it’s gone, too.

    It crashed. 10:00am, and it crashed. The same error messages, same symptoms. Three months out of the past four this thing has crashed once per month. I’m tired of it, and I hope I can convince Corporate of 2 things:

    1) Karel was wrong about buying the Snap! server, and what we should really do is upgrade the capacity of our existing Netware server, the one that performed so well for us over the years but just ran out of necessary space.

    2) Karel, while wrong, isn’t such a freakin’ moron that we should find someone else to do his job. He just made an honest mistake, and that shouldn’t be held against him.

    Wish me luck.

  • Bye, George

    Meet the Kerezmans. Frederick and Hjordis had three sons, named Peter, Michael and George. Michael and his wife had a son and daughter, named Karel and Christine. Karel and his wife also had a son and daughter, named Alexander and Erica.

    That’s my family tree, for the most part, at least on that side of things.

    Fred passed away when I was quite young, I believe it was back in ’79 or ’80. Hjordis died on “nine-eleven”, albeit in Texas instead of New York.

    And my uncle Pete contacted us yesterday to let us know that his brother George is no more.

    Exactly how and exactly when is still unknown. Apparently Pete and George had been in steady contact for quite some time, and Pete became worried when emails and phone calls stopped coming.

    Pete will be travelling to New York soon to deal with personal effects and various legal matters. Hopefully he’ll also learn more about what happened.

    George was a musician, and the last of our branch of the family to remain in New York City. You might like to poke around the website of his band, Crazy Mary.

    I surprised my father last night by telling him about my vivid recollection of a jam session in our New York apartment when I was very, very young. I remember the long hallway from the front door leading directly to the big room with the double doors past which Dad and his brothers and friends would gather to play. (My room, by the way, was a hard right U-turn at the end of that hallway. I had a record player, a small bed and toys ankle-deep at all times.)

    I remember being told more than once when I was younger that I looked a lot like my father but even more like Uncle George.

    It’s a shame I don’t remember the man better. Goodbye, Uncle George. Be well, wherever you are.

  • Past, Present, Future – Round Four

    I could have picked “life” or “death” as an appropriate seed idea this week, but I think I can go one better. And I’ll even put my answers in, this time.

    PAST – Music is just another of those deeply personal things that affects all of us in subtly different ways. One of the most powerful is the way it brings us back to an earlier time. Tell us about a song that takes you way, way back.

    (You know what takes me back to New York faster than anything? Those old Simon & Garfunkel standards. Pick one, any one, and suddenly I’m back in that cluttered bedroom holding the album sleeve in my hands and reading the lyrics.)

    PRESENT – How about giving us a quick glance at the music you’ve been listening to lately?

    (A few tracks from the first Linkin Park album, some Space Brothers, Kevin Gilbert and Toy Matinee, Midnight Oil, VAST, Pet Shop Boys, Depeche Mode, some random stuff from anime music videos and what-not. Not necessarily in that order.)

    FUTURE – Mega-palooza 2030 is coming, and all of your favorite musical artists are on the bill (even if some of them are actually holographic recreations). Name the headliner and a few supporting acts.

    (Genesis, including Phil, Peter, Steve and even Ray. Pink Floyd, including Sid and Roger, mainly because I’ve never been to a Floyd show. Kevin Gilbert in some capacity, any capacity. The Pet Shop Boys will be running the discoteque at the opposite end of the venue. Midnight Oil will open the show, because nobody gets you moving like the Oils.)

    You know the drill by now, I hope. Leave a comment with either your answers or a link to ’em, and if you link back to the PPF please use this address: http://greyduck.net/ppf/

    This one’s for Uncle George, and for all of the Kerezman clan, artists that we all are deep down inside.

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