Typical boring weekend day for “homeowner with yard in summer”: Yardwork. We actually got a good chunk of rain yesterday – nearly an inch and three quarters, most of that within a one hour span shortly after four in the afternoon. So even though the lawns are pretty darned dead dormant (except around the flower and garden beds), I mowed everything, just in case there’s a moisture-induced explosion of growth. That and burning some coffee beans pretty much filled my day.
Yes, I said burning. I was reading, and didn’t pay as close attention as I should have. The beans plowed straight through the first and into the second crack before I realized what was going on. Tomorrow we’ll know how much I over-roasted by. If it’s burnt too much (too ashy-tasting, like that popular coffee house chain), I’ll just roast more tomorrow. It might be okay, though – it’s a Sumatran that’s supposedly good up to a Viennese roast.
Now, time to walk the mutt one last time for the day. Ciao!
Argh! Argh! I failed on Sunday, my humble apologies! Had I managed to post, I would have spent the Fourth of July mourning these fallen warriors (reported by DoD June 27 through July 3). Our condolences to the families and units of these fine men:
- Sgt. Marlon E. Myrie, 25, of Oakland Park, Florida, died June 25 while conducting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Gunnery Sgt. Ralph E. Pate Jr., 29, of Mullins, South Carolina, died June 26 while conducting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Tech. Sgt. Daniel L. Douville, 33, of Harvey, Louisiana, died June 26 as a result of injuries suffered from an improvised explosive device on the border of the Nad ‘Ali district of Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Spc. Matthew R. Gallagher, 22, of North Falmouth, Massachusetts, died June 26 in Wasit province, Iraq, of injuries suffered from a non-combat related incident.
- Staff Sgt. Russell J. Proctor, 25, of Oroville, California, died June 26, in Diyala province, Iraq, of wounds suffered when enemy forces attacked his unit with an improvised explosive device.
- Pfc. Dylan J. Johnson, 20, of Tulsa, Oklahoma, died June 26, in Diyala province, Iraq, of wounds suffered when enemy forces attacked his unit with an improvised explosive device.
- Spc. Kevin J. Hilaman, 28, of Albany, California, died June 26, in Kunar province, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit using small arms fire.
- 1st Lt. Dimitri A. Del Castillo, 24, of Tampa, Florida, died June 25, at Kunar province, Afghanistan of wounds suffered when enemy forces attacked his unit with small arms fire.
- Staff Sgt. Nigel D. Kelly, 26, Menifee, California, died June 25, at Kunar province, Afghanistan of wounds suffered when enemy forces attacked his unit with small arms fire.
- Cpl. Michael C. Nolen, 22, of Spring Valley, Wisconsin, died June 27 while conducting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Staff Sgt. Donald V. Stacy, 23, of Avondale, Arizona, died June 28 in Kandahar, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit with an improvised explosive device.
- Lance Cpl. John F. Farias, 20, of New Braunfels, Texas, died June 28 while conducting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Lance Cpl. Mark R. Goyet, 22, of Sinton, Texas, died June 28 while conducting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Spc. Nicholas P. Bernier, 21, of East Kingston, New Hampshire, died June 25 at Landstuhl Regional Medical Center, Landstuhl, Germany, of injuries suffered June 22 when insurgents attacked his unit using small arms fire in Kherwar, Afghanistan.
- Cpl. Kyle R. Schneider, 23, of Phoenix, New York, died June 30 while conducting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Sgt. Chad D. Frokjer, 27, of Maplewood, Minnesota, died June 30 while conducting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.
- Capt. David E. Van Camp, 29, of Wheeling, West Virginia, died June 29 in Badrah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when enemy forces attacked his unit with indirect fire.
- Spc. Robert G. Tenney Jr., 29, Warner Robins, Georgia, died June 29 in Badrah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when enemy forces attacked his unit with indirect fire.
- Spc. James A. Waters, 21, of Cloverdale, Indiana, died July 1 at Kandahar province, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit using an improvised explosive device.
No potato famine here!
Who needs beef when there are fresh potatoes? Okay, I do … but not tonight. I just finished harvesting out the rest of the potatoes (25 pounds worth), bringing the grand total return for 10 half-potatoes plunked into the ground in April up to 40 pounds. Holey Moley!
I may like summer least among all the seasons (except for the output of the garden), but my car loves summer. As long as I can keep the windows down and the air conditioning off, I’m doing nearly 53 miles per gallon in the Prius, according to the data from my Sunday fill-up. A week of driving without side trips costs about 10 bucks. That would have run me 25 to 30 dollars in the 4 Runner.
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Tonight was the monthly LOPSA meeting – the speaker was a former (he claims to be former, anyway) penetration tester with a decade of fun gigs under his belt. Topics ranged from ease of physical plant penetration to HB Gary, Anonymous, and Lulz. Technical details of the relative security merits of VPN design, MitM attacks against SSL, and lousy automated registrars and Certification Authorities tied the evening up nicely. I’m going to be crying about what I learned this evening for a long, long time.
[[ This also serves as a reminder-to-self that I want to get a LOPSA link in the right hand margin one of these days Real Soon Now. ]]
First things first: Happy Birthday, USA!
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Okay, not *really* ka-boom in the Mythbusters C4 sense, but more like the garden is exploding with growth and veg. I took this shot right after harvesting out a bunch of cucumber, and before applying the weekly dose of Neem Oil to discourage bugs and disease.
Garden explosive growth
The output of the garden seems like it’s going to be prodigious this year. Just look at two days worth of cucumber harvest, plus a couple of zucchini that did not make it into last night’s supper:
Zucchini and (mostly) cucumber
Now I’ve got more chores to do, and school work, too, to stay ahead of the game. Marcia’s doing some consignment sewing, today.
It is pumped from the ocean bottoms to the top of the spill mountains.
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Zidane is dead. Today we (and by we I mean Greg) has finally had the plug pulled on the third (or second) iteration of a box that we (and by we, I mean both of us) hosted assorted sites for us and friends and associates. The take barely paid for the box, but overall it was both a worthy and worthwhile endeavor. I know I became a better system administrator through working on the system, and got a fair taste of the joys of running a Hell Desk.
This place is easy to admin: keep the updates in place and do backups. The email, courtesy of Google, is as spam-free as I’ve had in twenty years. I’ll never complain of that. Someone was asking about the advisability of trusting the Goog. I replied that they probably already had the email, they might as well store it, too. I still keep an IMAP server running here at home, and that has copies of everything I want to preserve.
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No, I don’t know what brought the question to mind that prompts the Jeopardy answer. But I had to get it out of my head, and yours is a perfectly good place to store it until I need it again.
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Yesterday was house-cleaning. Not the whole bloody thing, just the hardest part – the main floor. I’ll possibly do the second floor tomorrow. Today was shopping and school work. I got a draft version of my first database class project done and sent in for review by late afternoon. Tonight, thunder and lightning and a delicious turkey and zucchini dish delectably concocted by my lovely Marcia. Now the fireworks are starting up in the neighbourhood and surrounding areas. Lexi hates the thunder, but the fireworks appear only to anger her.
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Oh, yeah. Last bit of news for now: First tomato! A cherry tomato was ripe enough to pluck from the vine, cleave in two, and share with SWMBO. We were both happy. First tomato is the harbinger of many tomatoes, which makes me very happy indeed. Ciao!
Some of you may remember the Festrunk brothers, from the gilded age of Saturday Night Live. This is not my life. I’ve just spend my Friday evening leading into a three day weekend on What-If analysis and Pivot Tables in Excel.
Lexi on guard
While I’m studying, Lexi spends a lot of time either watching the world or sleeping on the ottoman/storage bench I made for Lucy a few years back. But every once in a while I turn my head to find her sitting up and staring into a relatively blank corner of my office. I sure hope she doesn’t see dead dogs…
/. pointed me at
Google Patents Censorship Of ‘Annoying’ Content
I point at my email killfile as Prior Art. I point at my BIND configuration that has doubleclick and other fine purveyors of flickering content resolve to 127.0.0.1 as Prior Art. I can block annoying content. Blocking annoying content “with a computer” isn’t patent-worthy, IMO.
Potatoes, zucchini, and cucumber
Hey! We just got 6/100″ of rain! It’s been bloody dry around here – the only green grass is near the flower and garden beds.
Isn’t that a nice-looking bowl of potatoes? I sliced up one of those, a zucchini, some garlic, and a pepper out of the garden, sautéed all of that in olive oil, and called it supper. Yum! I also have already roasted a pound of some Kenyan coffee beans this evening. The roaster lives in a vent hood I built that exhausts out the basement window. The exhaust is mobile; It doesn’t stay in the window.
Brian's coffee roasting setup
Now, on with the schoolwork. Ciao!
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Be well, as Syroid used to say.