Moving Violation

My drive in this morning was a mess.  Kindof like when my roommate used PGP encryption instead of RSA for his SNMP email gateway authentication.  What an idiot.  Anyway, so I was driving along, taking down some notes on the new email server config files in my BlackBookBerry and suddenly there were these lights flashing in my reaview mirror.  No, not like that time near Roswell.  This was just the police.  So I pulled over and got out my license and registration.  The officer came to my window, which I rolled down for him.

“Good morning, officer.  What seems to be the trouble?”

“Good morning.  Can I see that item on the seat next to you?”  He pointed to my BlackBookBerry with his truncheon.  I reached over and handed it to him.  ”You were operating this device while driving, do you know that, sir?”

I nodded.  ”Is there a problem with that?”

“Sir, there’s a law agianst using certain devices while operating a motor vehicle.”

“What device?  It’s a notebook!”

“Sir, can you use this device to send messages wirelessly?”  I said of course.  He continued, “And can you use it to transfer data securely?”  I had to admit that you can do that with a BlackBookBerry.  ”And it has a silent ring feature?”  I shrugged my shoulders, defeated.  ”Sir, you cannot be using the device while operating a motor vehicle.”

He tore a slip of paper off his pad.  ”Now I’m just giving you a warning, but if it happens again, you’re gonna get a fine.  Is that clear, sir?”

“Very clear, officer.”

“Good.  Now you drive safely, sir.”  And with that, he handed back my BlackBookBerry and I drove the rest of the way to work with my BlackBookBerry in the back seat.  So just as a reminder, don’t let this happen to you.  Use your BlackBookBerry responsibly.  Or maybe find a handsfree thing or something.

What a cluster!

Save money.  Save money.  Save money.  That’s all I hear day in and day out from Tom and Ned and Phil here at the office.  Cut costs.  Cut costs more.  I’d tell you that it’s making me crazy, but crazy is in the “sane” direction from where I’m at now.  Which leads me to my newest invention.

You see we’ve had some failing hardware on the email servers.  I could describe it all, but you’d never understand it.  Let’s just say that emails were getting lost in the ether.  Get it?  It’s a joke.  It’s a pun on Ethernet.  You’re hopeless, do you know that?  You want to save your game of minesweeper before I continue?  I thought so.

Anyway, it would cost like twenty-five grand for a new email server, and I know that if I got the capital approval for one, they’d never use all the features that I’ve been dreaming of.  So I might as well get something they’d at least use.  That when I saw an add in the back of Egghead Quarterly, and in a flash of inspiration I had the solution to all our problems.

You’re not going to believe this, but I bought 10,000 decommissioned Atari 2600‘s that were about to be landfilled.  Once they arrived, I knew just what to do to make them serve my purposes.  I used some old PDP-8 transistor diodes to connect up the processors on the Ataris, then overclocked and supercooled them with a spare ethylene glycol cooling array I swiped from a friend of mine who owns an AC repair company, and finally rewrote the callstack handling to use 64-bit command sets.  Voila, the world’s first Atari email cluster.

Once I got it in place, it spun up like a champ.  Next thing you know it was routing email faster than ever before.  Of course there are a few minor glitches I’m ironing out.  Emails apparently are getting the old Atari logo inserted in a random location, and it translates two percent of all email traffic into Japanese, then into  Chinese, then back into English.  We didn’t find out until one of our customers printed out one of our outbound emails and snail-mailed it to us.  It made John sound pretty … confused.

Still, I’m considering this to be a major cost-avoidance success, and already Tom thinks I’m doing an amazing job.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to get back to planning my Colecovision storage server array and you need to get back to that game of minesweeper, right?

The Servers are Down

Honestly, you’d think from the way people around here react when the email server is down it’s like those four little words herald the coming of the apocalypse. 

It doesn’t help that I’m back in the server room frantically jiggling wires and checking cables and flipping unmarked switches to somehow get our email back.  No, as soon as I manage to find the right combination of wires and switches, Tom comes in and asks (for like the fiftieth time) when he’ll be able to email again.  I forget what I did and it all goes back to black.

So I’ve taken to carrying a BlackBookBerry with me everywhere I go, so that when the servers flake out with no warning whatsoever, I don’t have my restore procedure suddenly rendered inaccessible because it’s stored on the exact server that’s down.  Score one for IT, Vannah White.  Now if I could just find a way to make my BlackBookBerry keep Tom off my back, I’d be golden …

Cast Photos by Scott Smallie Photography