Russian soldiers feeding a polar bear from their tank, 1950. pic.twitter.com/2gNfQnS0bu
— History In Pictures (@HistoryInPix) March 8, 2017
If SystemD MariaDB/MySQL is failing to start, make sure your logs directory is set correctly. Sometimes this is caused by failing to correctly make sure the directory is moved.
You’ll see an error log in the journal as follows;
Nov 27 18:24:55 db-a mysqld: 2017-11-27 18:24:55 140273229838208 [Note] /usr/sbin/mysqld (mysqld 10.2.10-MariaDB-10.2.10+maria~jessie-log) starting as process 28677
Nov 27 18:24:55 db-a systemd: mariadb.service: main process exited, code=exited, status=1/FAILURE
Nov 27 18:24:55 db-a systemd: Failed to start MariaDB database server.
Nov 27 18:24:55 db-a systemd: Unit mariadb.service entered failed state.
This is complicated, but I need to remember this, so I want to put it somewhere. You need to add this to apache config / .htaccess file to get apache to correctly set the HTTPS environment variable when the backend is secure. It trips based on the X-Forwarded-Proto header being ‘https’.
SetEnvIf X-Forwarded-Proto "https" HTTPS=on
isolation with headphones
or Togetherness by synchronised streaming?
- Logitech media server (aka squeezebox) – running on a Raspberry Pi
- Squeezer (Android) for remote control, queuing tracks, playlist management and synchronising the players
- SB player (Android) to play the
Ps, it’s way past my bedtime! Insomnia is a pain. Goodnight all.
Ran across this interesting video the other day, thanks to YouTube recommendations. Tl;dr version, internet-addicted humans have (possibly) screwed their attention spans, thanks to unrestricted access to the internet.
I’m not sure. I’m pretty reliant on the internet for my social support structure, and use it to (try to) help others, with what I can.
I’ve not really found that my attention span has seriously been diminished via the internet, though I certainly do find myself checking twitter more than I probably should. I read an interesting study/article which I can’t find right now that posited that humans are designed to always seek out new information, since it’s valuable to the clan. Found yourself whiling a few hours away on Wikipedia? Same article mentioned twitter as a source of potential endless new things, leading to it’s potential addictive nature. Whilst looking for it, I did find this more modern article, which discusses why twitter’s addictive, and how missing empathy feedback loops might be being impacting twitter’s troll problem. An article to think on another day.
Personally, I try to read everything everyone I follow on twitter writes, which means I have to be particularly strict about who I follow. To be honest, there’s plenty of voices on twitter I’d love to read more from, but who just tweet too damn much for me to be able to keep up. I’ll end this ramble with just a few interesting people on twitter;
So, I didn’t know what to blog about today, so I asked a friend, and he said that. Huh, I thought. That’s actually kinda weirdly interesting. Let’s ask the googles.
Google tells me, you can buy 1.5 Kilograms of it in a nice plastic bag from home hardware for $3.49 (Canadian dollars). Or, I did find, you could get goat manure for free! But you’ve gotta collect it yourself.
TBH, I didn’t even know where Nova Scotia was, or in which country. I mean, I’d heard the name before, but couldn’t put the name to a place. Canada! Wikipedia tells me Nova Scotia is the second most-densely populated province in Canada with 17.4 inhabitants per square kilometre (45/sq mi).
So there you go. That’s today’s blogpost, a random fact about cow manure in Canada.
Though, it turns out that Nova Scotia is one of the places that suffered an “interesting” past due to British colonial activities, namely the forced relocation of french colonists, costing the lives of thousands, not counting the torn histories of tens of thousands.
Whilst trying to find a good image for this post, I came across the one above, of Peggys cove. Now I wanna actually go there, just because it looks pretty! Probably never going to go, but one can dream!
.. Please, save me from myself. Ask me interesting questions I can answer and blogpost about, help me keep keep blogging daily. I’ll try to answer (almost) anything within reason.
I mean, I could tell you about my day, but it was mostly just normal, relatively boring to relate sysadmin stuff. I did have to help a client with a slightly gnarly DNS thing, but that was just knowing how the timeouts work, not sure there’s anything interesting to post about there.
Is gnarly spelt gnarly or knarly? I kinda want it to be spelt knarly, but the spell checker reliably informs me it’s gnarly. Shame. I’m going to stop typing here. Bye!
So, by the time this gets published, I’ll have had nail surgery. Partial nail avulsion, is the technical term. Part of my nail is getting cut off, then the nail bed killed with a chemical. This is actually the second time I’ve had this done on this particular toe, just the other side’s gone bad this time.
Part of the process involves having local anaesthetic injected into the toe. It is really quite painful, and I’m told makes the toe swell quite impressively as the anaesthetic goes in. I mention this, because I’m terrified of needles and injections. When I’m in the same room as one that I can see, I almost can’t take my eyes off it, it just seems like a thread. Nuts, but there we are.
I’ve told this story a few times, but not to my blog I think. It goes back to when I was in hospital, going to have an appendectomy because my appendix was threatening to go pop. Junior doctor decided it would be a great idea to draw blood, and leave a port type thing in my elbow so that they could push anaesthetic in later at need.
So, in went the needle.. and ow. Very ow. Very very ow. Apparently, I’ve inherited veins that seem to move, and don’t like to be pinned with needles very easily. Eventually, he gave up and pull it out. The needle that’d been very straight going in, was now bent 90 degrees. I don’t know how he did it, but ow ow ow ow.
Refused to let him try again, refused to let a senior doctor try again. In the end they agreed to use anaesthetic cream on my palm, then take the blood they needed from there. Anyway, ever since I’ve been scared of injections and needles. Yay! Surgery’ll be fun 😉
You know, I have tonns of games in my steam library, a bunch on Uplay, Origin I’ve never completed. Yet recently, all I’ve been playing has been a modded minecraft (oh man, did I ever get my money’s worth out of that £10 back in the day), Overwatch and Warframe. Ok well, one of out three being “recent” is better than nothing.
Minecraft, can’t play vanilla anymore. I yearn for a decent jetpack, computer item storage, nuclear reactor, mining lasers, builders wands. Just can’t go back. So much useful stuff. Been playing Agrarian skies II, which is good, just.. did the modpack creator not ever nerf so many useful tools.
Overwatch. Oh overwatch. I mainly play support, mercy healer. When you do well, no-one notices. When you do badly, you get shouted at. Much like life, really 😉 Mainly play competitive, just so I have a better chance to not die because my team runs away and leaves me to die. Just in the last day built a new tactic, telling me team when I’ve a resurrect ready! If they all go in and die on a spot, pushing past the enemy, I can just fly right in and pop, they’re all back up. It’s worked wonders to get us on some heavily contested points.
Warframe. The grind. So much grind. Undending grind. With some really stupid game modes as a garnish on the side. There’s an three-dimensional, in space mode, called Archwing. Most players seem to avoid these modes because are they ever janky. I really wish I’d been recording my last mission. It was to find, disable, and then protect a ship. After dying over, and over, because the ship has (almost) impervious shields, it managed to bug itself into an asteroid. On the downside, it made shooting it really hard. On the upside, the thing sat still enough we could just pump damage in till it finally died. Bigger upside, we had to defend the thing for 3 minutes. Honestly, could’ve just flown away and ignored it, nothing would’ve been able to kill it in that time.
It’s free to play, so the grind is kinda expected. I just wish it had a better tutorial. On first starting the game, you’re thrust into a story led set of quests that ‘unlock’ stuff in your ship. It’s.. honestly boring as all hell. Tutorials are normally bad, but to be locked into one that’s just plain dull.. I stopped playing for 6 months till friends managed to drag me back in.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s fun, just can be downright dumb from time to time. The developers are constantly patching more stuff in, but don’t seem to be really helping with the grind. They’re also leaving old weapons and tools to rot, effectively, leaving them behind with other, better weapons.
My mother is selling the house I grew up in 🙁
A few years ago, my father left the flat I spent a lot of my teens in.
It’s interesting, even though I moved out from home more than 10 years ago, I still feel a connection to both places. The flat’s probably knocked down by now, and doesn’t even exist, and I’ve spent so little back at mums recently I’m surprised by changes every time I visit.
I don’t know what’s making me so nostalgic for my youth, looking back into my past? Strange.