the fatal error (by sarah)

I thought that as Al had been doing his own luandary here in London that it would be safe to entrust basically all the cloths I have with me to him to wash - there is an inbuilt washer dryer and I wanted nice fresh cloths for tonight.

As a pair of my cords where in there I asked that the tumble dryer be put on for a bit longer as they have a nasty tendency to stay damp. Several hours later I notice that the cloths are still tumbling. They are baked they are screwed - he also put tooo much stuff in so they all wrapped around each other baking the creases in.

So I now have no cloths to wear tonight - great start to the new year - I'm not sure if at least one pair of the trousers is actually salvagable.

Sigh - haven't decided if this is more of a disastor than last time he did something similiar :/

Not really sure what I am going to do about to night now at all :'( Oh and in writting this post I have just found another bug thing in the blog - so bare with us whilst it all resumes back to normal.

Making custom power cables (by alaric)

I take great pleasure in making custom power cables for things. It's very satisfying.

Lately, I've been having fun with this. Firstly, I was frustrated when visiting a datacentre that had only IEC power connectors, rather than UK standard 13A sockets - there was nowhere to plug my laptop in.

So, I've made a special adaptor cable:

Job done!

Nextly, at work, we have two 16A managed power distribution units, which have 24 outlets on them, each individually controllable via the network. They're lying around, surplus to requirements. We also have two 32A units in use in the racks - and more than 24 devices that need plugging into each.

Now, the outlets are mainly IEC C13 ten amp ones, but there's a small number of IEC C19 sixteen amp outlets, so we struck upon the crazy idea of attaching the 16A units to the 16A outlets on the 32A units. Thing is, the 16A units have 16A industrial plugs on them - not C20 plugs that go into C19 outlets.

So, once again, I made an adapter cable:

Well, two identical adapter cables, to be precise.

Lots of fun.

Fixed network access from PHP apps – but broke WordPress even more… (by alaric)

I upgraded to PHP5 from PHP4, in desperation, and lo, PHP apps can now once more connect to the network.

I'd gone as far as to ktrace an httpd process running a PHP app, and found that it produced an identical syscall trace to PHP run from the command line - up until it tried to read back from the socket, whereupon it gave a one-byte buffer, so read only the first byte, then hung thereafter. While when run from the CLI, the same PHP code gives a buffer of 0x2000 bytes and works fine.

So, I tried the one last thing I could think of (having failed to manage to convince gdb to attach to a running httpd child process) and moved to PHP5.

And, wow, it worked!

At the cost of breaking all our WordPress blogs. They don't show article bodies any more, and output endless complaints to the error log.

Still, now outgoing network access is fixed, webmail works again, my RSS aggregrator works, and it's just occured to me that the recent overwhelming flood of blog spam I've had has probably been due to Akismet being unable to reach its server!

Big server upgrade! (by alaric)

Whew. I'm just in the final stages of migrating love.warhead.org.uk's backend storage over to a new (much bigger and faster) server.

This stage consists of poking at the things that aren't working right, and finding out why.

For example, my blog seems to be showing the very first posts we ever made to it on the front page...

Fell in a whole (by sarah)

You are n9ot going to believe me :/

I fell in a whole - I got stuck in said whole and had to be puled out, I cut my hands on a digger bucket and felt very very stupid.

We are having flood defenses put in and the trench had grown abit since I last looked at it so at the weekend I managed to (in the dark) walk straight into it and slide down down, over the frozen earth and became wedged between the side of the whole and the digger bucket with my legs uselessley waggling and no way to bend my kness to get a perchase to climb out.

I'm afraid I screamed as I fell in and then finiding I was actually stuck begain to yell at which point Dad and Alaric came running closely followed by a little Jeany bow who got most upset seeing me stuck in the whole.

I for some stupid once out became so shaky you'd have thought that I had been doused in ice cold water (well in fact I was just above the ice cold water as my breasts wouldnt let me fall all the way through).

Ontop of that we missed the Grift Service with the scouts so I have no idea what happened to my scouts who went - weather they found their seats ok and stuff :/

I am quiet bruised and have an infected cut on my hand from it all, my pelvis also desided that the knock was enough to make it start clicking again - sigh.