• Now THAT is how it’s supposed to work!

    It was with a hint of dread and a large dollop of hope that I trekked down to the office this afternoon. You see, the main office fileserver lost a hard drive last week. This would normally be the sort of thing one would stay all night overnight to repair ASAP, but considering the drive failed without my even knowing it until I just happened to look at the drive array and noticed the amber indicator, I wasn’t all that worried. The server could jolly well tick along for another couple of days, I figured.

    Oddly enough, I figured correctly.

    The server’s an HP ProLiant DL380 G3, which in non-geek terms loosely translates to “expensive server, designed to be mounted in an equipment rack, that features (for the sake of this entry) hard drives you can take out and replace while the machine’s still running.” My experiences with “hot-swap” hard drive technology has been mixed, to say the least. The good old Dell PowerEdge 2300? Never a problem. Ben and I popped drives in and out of that thing on a weekly basis for a while there, at the downtown KKSN-FM office. Some of the other hot-swap equipment, however, sort of soured me on the concept. (Longtime readers will remember some episodes of fun and frolic involving the Enco server…)

    Today, though, was something of a revelation. It went something like this:

    1. Arrive at office.
    2. Unlock cabinet containing spare hard drive (that I was lucky to have in the first place).
    3. Offer silent prayer to whatever gods of geekery might be listening.
    4. Pop the release on the old drive.
    5. Give the drive a few seconds to spin down.
    6. Remove old drive.
    7. Insert new drive, latch into place.
    8. Watch happy green lights appear.
    9. Turn out the lights, lock up the office and go home.

    All told, this was about a five minute job, and that’s counting all time spent in the building. I’m not kidding. Sure, the drive’s going to be rebuilding for a few hours yet… but I don’t need to watch over it. If the whole thing fails, I’ll get a message on my phone about it. In my experience, though, if it was going to fail it would already have done so.

    Awesome. Ye gods, I want more of those servers!

  • Note To Self (A Year From Now)

    When it’s the Saturday before Christmas, one should probably avoid going to the mall. You’d think that most people would be cognizant of this sort of thing, but then you’d also have to remember that I’m not “most people.”

    I did find one of the things I was looking for, mind you. Yes, because my Treo 600 geekphone can utilize SD memory, it now has some SD memory. My first great experiment will be something along the lines of, “What Sort Of Audio Ringtones I Can Come Up With.” I’m thinking musical cues, random movie and TV show quotes, you name it…

    Yes. I’m a geek. You all knew this.

    Anyway, next year at this time I’ll try to remember not to risk the massive crowds. It got so bad that I went back to the cold outdoors for a while just to have some personal space. Bleh.

  • Stuffed? Yes, yes I am.

    Here’s a quick word of warning, in case you actually needed it: When the item on the menu includes the word “stuffed,” they’re referring to how you’ll feel after eating said menu item.

    This has been a public service message from your friends at greyduck.net. Thank you, and be careful out there.

  • Sore, sliced and spent, but accomplished.

    Today was the first of a couple of housekeeping days at the office. The Roomie came in to work with me today and we basically spent the entire day chucking crap I’ve been hoarding since before the stations moved into their current digs.

    Yes, I even threw out the old SyQuest EZ135. I agonized over that decision, however. I’m really going to miss that old beast. (And by “miss” I mean “think about it wistfully but never actually want to use it.”)

    We hauled out boxes of old CDs, floppies, manuals and odd computer-related detritus. I managed to cut my finger and wrench my elbow quite painfully, which just goes to show that I’m out of shape. But we knew that, eh?

    Tomorrow we’ll finish dumping the junk, and hopefully also get some other administrivia and organizational bits done…

  • I didn’t pick the name, honest.

    So where do tired heroes go when they want a good place to sit and eat?

    StormVyxen and Arctic Ant at the Dirty Duck Bar & Grill

    I swear I’m not making this up…

  • Not sure if one would reboot it, though.

    One of the engineers clipped a comic strip out of the newspaper for me, and I liked it so much I decided to share it with all of you…

    (If it’s no longer the 13th of December when you follow the link, go find the 12/13/04 comic.)

    Mother Goose & Grimm