So, I came upon this site.  And, being the damned hipster I am, thought it would be good, given my history, to have this shirt that said Ex-Lesbian.  Even if it came from a Christian reformation site.

So, I emailed them (you couldn’t get it through the regular cart).

Response:

Thank you for your interest in the Ex-Homosexual t-shirt! Our devotion is Jesus Christ and to point people to Him in sincere love that will lead them to biblical repentance.

In order to purchase this shirt we ask that you email us your testimony of how and why you are an Ex-Homosexual. We have found that wearing this shirt brings forth immediate ministry and it’s very important to us that those who wear this shirt are willing and ready to minister, encourage, and testify to those who come their way.

So please feel free to email us your testimony if you are interested in purchasing this shirt. Also, check out the new Ex-Homosexual video! CLICK HERE FOR VIDEO

God bless,

Let that be a warning to you. Thank you, throwaway addresses.

So, trying to look up some leftover recursive clients in the logs, and I find I’m not familiar with all of the flags.  Some digging later, and I’m led to the source code…

Now, I know that a minus or a plus at the end of the line indicates whether recursion was requested or not.  The others I was seeing, however… -EDC -EC, -ED, etc.  The E seems to be EDNS0, which is fine… the others, I gather, some dnssec mechanisms.  I’m not familiar enough with that, yet.

From the source, though:

(client->signer != NULL) ? “S”: “”,
(client->opt != NULL) ? “E” : “”,
((extflags & DNS_MESSAGEEXTFLAG_DO) != 0) ? “D” : “”,
((flags & DNS_MESSAGEFLAG_CD) != 0) ? “C” : “”);

Signer, Messageextflag_do, messageflag_cd, are what, exactly?  DNSSEC queries?

I’ve been reading more, lately.  Finished Moby Dick, finally.  What an oddly-constructed story.  75% whaling industry information, 25% story.

Then read The Belgariad again and gave it to the kid.

Borrowed Life of Pi.  This one interested me – I’ve seen it everywhere, was told it was good.  One note, and in the book itself, says it’s a story that will make you believe in God.  Having finished it, I can only see that being the case if you already believe.  You’ll find what you want in it – but it’s a good introspective story otherwise.

Movies – My Dinner With Andre.  Wallace Shawn – really.  Seems so odd and awkward being on-screen.  Watching it now, trying to see if there’s any sense in it.

Also, Skittles + Vodka – I must be doing something wrong.

So, watching Fast & Furious Tokyo Drift.  Yeah, it’s bad.

But, it’s in Tokyo.  So, I guess, they were going for the young and impressionable tuner market.  And I was waiting, breathlessly (no, I breathed, I lie), for the first, “You know, in Japan they have a saying…” line.

I kid you not.  I got to it and had to go and get alcohol to calm the raging part of my brain.

Do you think Japanese ‘B’ movies have parts where they say, “You know, in America, they have a saying – eat up, there’s more coming!”

And then, they laugh, at American obesity.

I’d like to think they do.

Or, how I learned to triple-boot Windows, OSX, Ubuntu.

So, I got a new PC.  MSI Wind Nettop 100. Dual core Atom, low-power CPU, put a 1TB WD Caviar Green drive in it.  And found in one review, links on how to install OSX on one… I had to try.

I ended up installing Windows first – because I must – and then OSX – which wiped Windows somehow, then trying again, and… well, a couple of times, you get the idea.

Finally, how I ended up doing it.

First, I decided on ~30GB for each OS.  The rest of the drive I’ll use for storage.  So, 30GB NTFS partition for Windows is primary #1, installed XP.  I think because of the CF slot, it shows up as drive E all the time – no matter.  Partition #2, I had to mess with – it wanted to install on the NTFS partition though it couldn’t, or something.  Managed to boot into Ubuntu, then clear it so that it could select it as an installable partition.  Installed fine – you have to turn USB support to Hi-speed in the BIOS for this to work.

Then strait to Ubuntu.  Manual install, split into 4 different partitions – /, /home, /var/log, and swap, all extended.  It installs Grub with XP listed without even asking – but not OSX.

That was easy enough – in Ubuntu, edit /boot/grub/menu.lst.  Copy the Windows entry, changing just the title and partition number to match the reality:

title OSX
root (hd0,1)
savedefault
makeactive
chainloader +1

Then it comes up in the menu.  But, select it, and the OSX bootloader loads Windows by default.

Thus, hit a key when it prompts during that boot, and choose OSX.  Then within there, edited the bootloader config file like:

sudo nano /Library/Preferences/SystemConfiguration/com.apple.Boot.plist

There’s an empty Kernel Flags section there – and you can specify what it boots first.  That I changed to the Mac partition as well, with:

<key>Kernel Flags</key>
<string>rd=disk0s1</string>

If you’re unsure you can get the information of the disk and it will tell you which one it is within OSX.

TaDa.  Boots Ubuntu by default, but have a few seconds to choose XP or OSX.  I need to make XP the default, realistically, for now, but otherwise… cool.

I think OSX worked better as well.  I’ll need to tweak it.

… But I may be inclined towards a little sellout from time to time.

Bought a blackberry, posting from it now. Have to install a different browser, though. This one doesn’t like my webmail page for some reason.

So, I have sadly descended into watch collecting.  Sorta.  I have, I believe, 6 watches now, 4 of which I’ve bought recently.  Some homages to more expensive watches, a normal citizen, a diver (PVD, so all black).

It’s somewhat beguiling.  The best ones are always (financially) out of reach, but wow do you want them.

We got an ant farm.

They died.

Almost all in shipping.  Sent away for the package of ants, $5 money order, and a plastic tube arrives weeks later.  3 ants came out.  The rest, were pulp.  Seriously, ant goop on the sides of the tube.  The other two died after that, the last I nursed to health with sugar, but he just died overnight as well.  Le sigh.  I think I’m digging up anthills, soon.

Previous instructions worked – except it redirected all traffic meant for the actual internal webserver, which meant… well, oops.

Thus.

echo “201 proxy” > /etc/iproute2/rt_tables

ip rule add fwmark 2 table proxy

ip route add default via (squidproxyinternalipaddress) table proxy

iptables -t mangle -A PREROUTING -i vlan0 -p tcp –dport 80 -j MARK –set-mark 2

iptables -t mangle -A PREROUTING -i br0 -p tcp –dport 80 -j MARK –set-mark 2

iptables -t mangle -A PREROUTING -m mark –mark 2 -j ACCEPT
On the squid/server box:

iptables -t nat -A PREROUTING -p tcp -d ! (squidproxyinternalipaddress) –dport 80 -j REDIRECT –to-port 3128

Except yayhooray.com doesn’t seem to work.  It redirects to the external IP somehow.  Must see.

Y’know, I thought a trackback would somehow include the tracked blog in the post… but I didn’t see it, so added it.  Hm.  Shows you how much I get into this, if the updates timeframes themselves don’t do it.

I made another, too – http://youmightbegayif.namor.ca/

Shaddap.
It’s meant to be slightly humorous.

Took a couple hour drive out west to a WWII air museum.  Somewhat interesting, maybe not as enthralling for the kids, though.  Pictures shall be up in the usual place.

Re:  http://www.violentacres.com/archives/158/diary-of-a-teenage-runaway

I had to figure out where to put, and what the hell you do with a trackback. I installed this pre-made, pre-formatted, simplistic (?) system in order to make it easier to journalize the most inane moments of my life, and have usually failed miserably (did you see the date of the post before this?)

I never really link elsewhere. I don’t think of my blog on a daily basis – and, for being the somewhat befuddled geek that I am, I consider that a benevolent happenstance more than a failure. So, the day it happened that I wanted to send a few words out to someone I didn’t know, I found it was meant to be … well, slightly difficult.

And that pause made me question my motives for wanting to do so.

Good.

The best gifts may be reflective.

So.

I’ve never had it as bad as the story. Never. I’m not sure I can conceive of it – am I egotistical either way? I agree with the supposed point of it, perhaps because I try to, or looked for it.

One site I was a part of had an argument that… somehow (I don’t think it was the original intent) turned into whether rape was worse than bullying.

I assumed rape. Actually, I never considered the other option. Rape = worst. So I argued the point.

Someone called me wrong and tore a strip. They didn’t respect my opinion and phrase it nicely. Being psychologically tormented can run a whole gamut of experience, and … well, people kill themselves over it. Hell, haven’t I almost?

For me to assume that it was the only conclusion was pointed out as faulty. It took me a while. I found and asked someone who’d been party to both, and (she) agreed that the rape was the lesser of the two.

I’m not sure how well I can distill the meaning for me behind my ill-kempt phrasing and stuttering blather.

Point (I think): I don’t think I necessarily believe the best of people solely because their shining visage is the only light they turn toward me, and this reinforced that.

The writing, a notch up from my banged up syllables, but not spectacular. I was wondering who, what, why, the whole way through – as an actual story, it left a lot. As a narrative, it’s better than a police blotter, *just*.

But then you dis Good Will Hunting, and hey, whoa, girl.

Anyway. I’m getting the impression I’d be wishing harm on the writer if we ever met, but the matter-of-fact delivery of topics is (she got it) refreshing, so I’m going to wade a way in and let my own ideology crash against the waves therein.

Today I also was made to realize that no bands I currently like have been here in a while. Else I’m just missing them – getting interested by show descriptions or reviews, thus after the fact, and somewhat conducive to having a long waiting in the future.

Back from Paris this past week.  Saw many historic and amazing sites.  Got lost.  Bought little, ate out much.

For once, I’m dreading the back-to-work tomorrow morning.  I may have finally kicked the obsessive habit.

This time tomorrow I will be shuffling through security at the airport, extremely nervously, anticipating the upcoming flight.

I can’t believe the time is here.

I will be flying over the atlantic.

I will be seeing still-standing, and in-use buildings from centuries ago.

Paintings and artworks going back a millennium.

I don’t think there’s preparation enough for this sort of trip.  I’ll just have to wing it and hope.

Oh, and my french is going to suck.

Paris is now in two weeks.  Got a book specifically on the Louvre, as, by the look of it, we’ll be there for a fricken’ day in and of itself.

I should know more, but I don’t.

Upgraded Wordpress to 2.5.  Strangely much snappier on first impressions.

Still can’t tell why network stuff seems slow – starting to think bottleneck may be my computer, as the load on the server is negligible; it doesn’t seem to sweat anything, really.  I’d like to graph it eventually just to see if it spikes, but never when I look.

I should probably make up something for the left roommate on what to do if I get an alert about one of the hard drives when I’m away.  Hm.

Dinner and opera (La Traviata) on the 19th, last season ticket play on the 21st, then to bed, early up and to the airport.

Butterflies are a-wingin’ their way twixt my ‘testines.

My nail is finally starting to separate.  Whee.  Now I get to look forward to when it finally starts to come up from the finger base (is there a technical term for the bed of the nail?) on its own under force of bloody scabs…

Apart from that, found out that replication for a setup I had, had broken a couple of months ago.  Only way to re-do is to stop both, re-copy data, re-do permissions, restart master and slave.  Whee.  Colour me unimpressed.   Why do I even have this set up?   Why am I stuck with an ancient FreeBSD that nobody can update anymore?

I’m sitting here half-drunk contemplating geek questions… oh, how droll.  How amusing.  Go noodle a clown.

So, since getting rid of INSERT and UPDATE  and… well, most other permissions, comment spam on my old, old blog is at… nothing.  Finally.

Also got rid of some computer stuff in here last week.  Couple of cases, boxes of stuff, the batteries, UPS, controllers I ripped out of the SAN are gone from under my bed… in their space, space.  I’m amazed at what difference such little has wrought.

For the rest… quite lethargic.  Trying to forego caffeine lately as well.  Headache over the weekend, we’ll see how it goes.