Reinstalling the OS on your main computer is traumatising.

March 11th, 2011

It’s not really the “installing” part that gets to me. It’s the formatting part. I know, I know, I can just keep a separate partition for /home and make sure not to format it. I usually do, in fact. In this case, though, I wanted to get rid of a lot of stuff. I had already thrown out just north of 1.8TB in my spring cleaning project. I had realised that it was probably cheaper to clean all that out than it would be to buy a new hard drive to add to my volume group. So, I deleted away. I then moved everything that remained to my laptop and commenced with the OS install. I created empty partition tables on all five drives, and built my structure how I wanted it. 50GB for the root, 8GB for swap, LVM of about 2TB across three SATA drives for my home dir (/home/tralce) and another 450GB LVM for /home on two old IDE drives. Easy as cake. I had everything backed up. No big deal. Just a routine format. The instant I started I remembered that I hadn’t backed up my fstab (there’s usually some weirdness in there), I forgot to back up my public/private key pair, and I neglected to check for anything in my crontabs. Damn.

Why is it that every time someone goes to run a routine format they panic for a second when they realise the things they forgo to back up? Why can’t these little things get remembered before the format? Is it ever worth it to abort the format and try to recover the files that were lost? I guess I’m getting a little existential (har har) here. Now, I suddenly feel the need to play the theme for Final Fantasy 6 on my guitar. It sort of sets the mood for a time like this; melancholy, with an air of looking toward better days. Days without lost files.

It’s also become apparent to me that I never updated the webserver’s time for the last time change.

Addressing Some Issues With the State of the Internet: A Rant

March 2nd, 2011

I’ll begin by mentioning that this title is misleading. This so-called rant concerns the people using it. Now, people go about saying 4chan is full of “cancer,” and it is, but so is the rest of the Web. I’m all for slang, lulz, and the like, but seriously, the users have taken things too far.

My first issue is this: “Anime” style emoticons. They’re not cute. They’re not edgy. They’re not funny. They’re not more expressive. They’re stupid, obnoxious, and more often than now, indecipherable. Try these ones on for size:
1. u_u
2. h_h
3. >_<#
Now, according to an article I just read which comes complete with its own decryption key for these vile things, the first one expresses solemness, the second expresses perverted thoughts, and the third uses a pound sign as a modifier to add a "popping vein," expressing anger. Now, I can almost see how the letter u can express a downtrodden sort of emotion, since one may examine the letter u as a downturned eye. H for dirty thoughts, though? I certainly don't get a line through the center of my eye when I'm getting a little randy. The third one looks to me like someone talking in a phone while crossing their eyes. Of course, I understand some of the regular emoticons are hardly easy to follow, either, but those are far easier to ignore. Finally, here's a bonus Anime-style, which will lead me into my next point:

=^_^=

That is a cat. I have never known more people in my life who adore cats as I do now as a result of the Internet. I can understand loving animals. They're great. I have rats, myself, and I love them, but you never see me typing something like ">^..^<" to mimic a rat to people I'm communicating with. But it's not just emoticons, either. People constantly express felinity over Internet-based communications media. Phrases such as "right meow" have found their way into my chat logs literally thousands of times. I realize this particular line came from a movie, but other cat-related messages are just as common. I know a number of people who open a conversation by saying "mew" or "meow," or restart a conversation with the same. It certainly raises the question, "does this person want to be a cat? Well, if he or she does, that’s fine, but I don’t want to talk about it. One rarely sees a pre-op transsexual popping online and saying, “hey old buddy, just reminding you, I want to become a girl!” This is an exaggeration, I realize, but the point remains. Felinity on the Internet, or anywhere, really, is… well, it’s been done, and now it’s time to stop doing it.

One final thing: I really, really hate cats.

Update regarding my geekosphere.

December 14th, 2010

I just got my room (my geekosphere) the way I think I want it. Pics!

Yes, I’m technically a geek.