Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Adventure 36: 21st September 2005
Adventure 36 21st September 2005:
“Yeah that’ll be 42 servers we don’t back-up, should we be worried ? Hell Yeah !....” Lo all, that sentiment I’ll explain in a bit. It’s been mad…I have so many unwatched episodes of the 4400 to watch, backups to complete, baby-sit, etc, not to mention pour through the various email job alerts I have to troll through…so bloggage is taking a back seat….
To recap on events so far…..
I left you with the email war of words I had with Nunob, yeah, all gone quiet on that score, Mandy is convinced that he now has it in for me, and who am I to disagree ?
Next up, England won the ashes wahayyyyy, enough to wipe the smug smile off Shane Warne’s face that’ll do me!!!
England then go and lose 1-0 to Northern Ireland, in a world cup qualifier, I mean !!!! Yeah ok Sven’s only lost one qualifier, but hey it’s to Northern Ireland, not exactly a claim to fame…..
Friday 17th September 2005: Off sick today (bad head), this means that Brentboy had to ‘look after’ the backups….so I get an email saying that he doesn’t know what to do and it’s all gone mad etc etc…a quick check even in my sick state, shows me that things are ok…A worry though is that some daft cow in HR (which one of the many right ?) has deleted something she shouldn’t have and wanted Brenty to restore the database. His email desends into a panic at this point, since his investigations have revealed to him that we don’t actually back up the server the database is on….AAAAGGGHHHH!!!! Fortunately (for him) he’s off on Monday, so I get to explain to the Psychotic Portuguese man that we’re in a bit of a pickle….
Saturday 18th September 2005: Fairly uneventful..we have Jumble Woman’s bbq tonight, which should be fun…it’s Autumn for god’s sake and about -35 degrees…Add to that the only people we’ll know is Jumble Woman and my Brother in Law, Andy….Muchos, chatting later, I manage to still my teeth and almost hold down one of those “I don’t know you and I know you’re really not that interested in me” conversations with a complete stranger that we all have from time to time at these affairs….
Sunday 19th September 2005: D-Day is approaching , so to prepare Mandy has invited my Mum and Stepdad Jim over for dinner, and guess what ? I’m cooking it…Ginger Chicken and Noodles (something of a speciality of mine now). Lots of prep work to do…
Dinner goes down really well, though they could be just being polite, still kill or cure ;-)).
Monday 20th September 2005: Here we go then…I’m in desperately trying to find something that’ll tell me the backup for this server is held somewhere else….I do a search on the file server for HR and discover a “how to install HR.Net” document located in the imaginative but still wrong NR.net folder…It says that if you go on to the web server and edit web.config you can point the application to the database you want…therefore this must have been done already…and it’s not the server Brentboy thought it was, since when I checked the database on that server, there wasn’t a database for HR.net….I edit the file…..lo and behold it points to the obvious SGBBKA6016 server…when you say it like that it’s as obvious as the nose on your face (if the nose on your face had been ripped off at birth by an interstellar time travelling rabbit called Alan and buried on Mars)…talking of Alan’s…..
We’ve kind of inherited a Cat. He appears whenever one of us and particularly Jack are playing in the back garden…Jack being the POD, the cat would have to be black now wouldn’t it….I’ve decided his name is Alan, he looks like an Alan, far too good looking for his own good, and ever so slightly annoying. Mandy has been feeding him Tuna, and yesterday he had roast beef, so naturally he’s not keen on coming too close to us now…doh !!!!
I’ve tried desperately to contact the RSPCA, though they were pretty useless and I discover that while my town has an RSPCA shop, it doesn’t actually have a centre…so, where does the money the shop makes go ? hmmmm…. Various calls to vets and other rescue / cat places have so far drawn a blank…will have to do some more trying on that…..
Tuesday 21st September 2005: It’s been far to manic today, Quiet Rob, has been trying to configure a new server, which is actually an old server that had been dropped, curiously though not by him (it can be the only one)… I lend a hand carrying it in to the data centre, any thing frankly to get away from our effervescent leader….Not a great deal left to report… More in a bit….
“Yeah that’ll be 42 servers we don’t back-up, should we be worried ? Hell Yeah !....” Lo all, that sentiment I’ll explain in a bit. It’s been mad…I have so many unwatched episodes of the 4400 to watch, backups to complete, baby-sit, etc, not to mention pour through the various email job alerts I have to troll through…so bloggage is taking a back seat….
To recap on events so far…..
I left you with the email war of words I had with Nunob, yeah, all gone quiet on that score, Mandy is convinced that he now has it in for me, and who am I to disagree ?
Next up, England won the ashes wahayyyyy, enough to wipe the smug smile off Shane Warne’s face that’ll do me!!!
England then go and lose 1-0 to Northern Ireland, in a world cup qualifier, I mean !!!! Yeah ok Sven’s only lost one qualifier, but hey it’s to Northern Ireland, not exactly a claim to fame…..
Friday 17th September 2005: Off sick today (bad head), this means that Brentboy had to ‘look after’ the backups….so I get an email saying that he doesn’t know what to do and it’s all gone mad etc etc…a quick check even in my sick state, shows me that things are ok…A worry though is that some daft cow in HR (which one of the many right ?) has deleted something she shouldn’t have and wanted Brenty to restore the database. His email desends into a panic at this point, since his investigations have revealed to him that we don’t actually back up the server the database is on….AAAAGGGHHHH!!!! Fortunately (for him) he’s off on Monday, so I get to explain to the Psychotic Portuguese man that we’re in a bit of a pickle….
Saturday 18th September 2005: Fairly uneventful..we have Jumble Woman’s bbq tonight, which should be fun…it’s Autumn for god’s sake and about -35 degrees…Add to that the only people we’ll know is Jumble Woman and my Brother in Law, Andy….Muchos, chatting later, I manage to still my teeth and almost hold down one of those “I don’t know you and I know you’re really not that interested in me” conversations with a complete stranger that we all have from time to time at these affairs….
Sunday 19th September 2005: D-Day is approaching , so to prepare Mandy has invited my Mum and Stepdad Jim over for dinner, and guess what ? I’m cooking it…Ginger Chicken and Noodles (something of a speciality of mine now). Lots of prep work to do…
Dinner goes down really well, though they could be just being polite, still kill or cure ;-)).
Monday 20th September 2005: Here we go then…I’m in desperately trying to find something that’ll tell me the backup for this server is held somewhere else….I do a search on the file server for HR and discover a “how to install HR.Net” document located in the imaginative but still wrong NR.net folder…It says that if you go on to the web server and edit web.config you can point the application to the database you want…therefore this must have been done already…and it’s not the server Brentboy thought it was, since when I checked the database on that server, there wasn’t a database for HR.net….I edit the file…..lo and behold it points to the obvious SGBBKA6016 server…when you say it like that it’s as obvious as the nose on your face (if the nose on your face had been ripped off at birth by an interstellar time travelling rabbit called Alan and buried on Mars)…talking of Alan’s…..
We’ve kind of inherited a Cat. He appears whenever one of us and particularly Jack are playing in the back garden…Jack being the POD, the cat would have to be black now wouldn’t it….I’ve decided his name is Alan, he looks like an Alan, far too good looking for his own good, and ever so slightly annoying. Mandy has been feeding him Tuna, and yesterday he had roast beef, so naturally he’s not keen on coming too close to us now…doh !!!!
I’ve tried desperately to contact the RSPCA, though they were pretty useless and I discover that while my town has an RSPCA shop, it doesn’t actually have a centre…so, where does the money the shop makes go ? hmmmm…. Various calls to vets and other rescue / cat places have so far drawn a blank…will have to do some more trying on that…..
Tuesday 21st September 2005: It’s been far to manic today, Quiet Rob, has been trying to configure a new server, which is actually an old server that had been dropped, curiously though not by him (it can be the only one)… I lend a hand carrying it in to the data centre, any thing frankly to get away from our effervescent leader….Not a great deal left to report… More in a bit….
# posted by cre8 @ 5:03 PM 
