A Team Of Highly Trained Monkeys

I went to refresh my subscriptions on YouTube just now and received this message...

500 Internal Server Error

Sorry, something went wrong.

A team of highly trained monkeys has been dispatched to deal with this situation.

If you see them, show them this information:

It's not unusual to find funny error messages on websites, but this one was worth sharing.

If any of you see some funny server error messages, please share them as well.

Floppy music Duet - Imperial march

This was so cool when I saw it, I just had to share it on here with you all.

I am such a geek.

Enjoy!

Speed of Light - Law Broken?

Okay, before you get too excited, this has yet to be substantiated as fact. Here’s what we know so far.

A team of scientists from CERN have been conducting a series of experiments that apparently demonstrate that some subatomic particles travel faster then the speed of light.

Of course we all know that Albert Einstein created his theory of special relativity that states nothing in the universe can travel faster then the speed of light in a vacuum.

So, if the folks at CERN are correct, and after everything has been independently verified, what will this do to the laws of physics as we know them today?

I enjoy science fiction. One of the most important roles of science fiction, I believe, is to spark the imagination of future scientists. There have been documentaries showing that many of today’s inventors and scientists were encouraged from reading science fiction stories, or from the technology that appear in shows such as Star Trek.

Today there are scientists working on trying to create Holodecks and transporters. If science has finally proven that yes, the speed of light can be surpassed, will this open our minds to the viability of faster then light travel?

Granted we’re a long way off to start the construction of ships, but back in the 60’s when Captain Kirk first whipped out his communicator, I’m sure those watching were thinking, “Oh sure, like that will ever happen”.

Look at us now. The other day I had the entire family (five of us) in the car and I think every one of us was texting at the same time. If I had brought this up in the 60’s people would have thought me nutty.

The computer on the Starship Enterprise was stated to have the history of mankind in its database. Heck, with today’s technology a lot of what that Starship could do seems archaic to us now.

What’s my point for this latest ramble?

All I ask is that we should continue to keep an open mind when it comes to science. I tell my daughters that I don’t want to hear negative comments such as, “It can’t be done”, or “It’s impossible”.

I personally can’t wait to see what amazing inventions the future holds in store. It’s wild to see technology evolve right before our eyes.

Today most of us can’t imagine life without our smart-phones. Information and various devices at our fingertips.

In class last night I needed a calculator and the standard one on my phone could not do what I needed it to do. A few minutes later I had pulled down an awesome calculator from the app store that did everything I needed and looked fantastic! Un-freakin’ believable!

So stay-tuned for the verification of this discovery. Whether it proves to be true or not is irrelevant. The fact that for an instant we have all become open to the possibility that it could be true means that there is still hope.

Now if we can just figure out what the speed of dark is...

Dark Suckers

Picture from 66 Degrees

Bell Labs Proves Existence of Dark Suckers
For years it has been believed that electric bulbs emitted light. However,
recent information from Bell Labs has proven otherwise. Electric bulbs
don't emit light, they suck dark. Thus they now call these bulbs dark
suckers. The dark sucker theory, according to a Bell Labs spokesperson,
proves the existence of dark, that dark has mass heavier than that of
light, and that dark is faster than light.

The basis of the dark sucker theory is that electric bulbs suck dark. Take
for example, the dark suckers in the room where you are. There is less dark
right next to them than there is elsewhere. The larger the dark sucker, the
greater its capacity to suck dark. Dark suckers in a parking lot have a
much greater capacity than the ones in this room. As with all things, dark
suckers don't last forever. Once they are full of dark, they can no longer
suck. This is proven by the black spot on a full dark sucker. A candle is a
primitive dark sucker. lA new candle has a white wick. You will notice that
after the first use, the wick turns black, representing all the dark which
has been sucked into it. If you hold a pencil next to the wick of an
operating candle, the tip will turn black because it got in the path of the
dark flowing into the candle.

Unfortunately, these primitive dark suckers have a very limited range.
There are also portable dark suckers. The bulbs in these can't handle all
of the dark by themselves, and must be aided by a dark storage unit. When
the dark storage unit is full, it must be either emptied or replaced before
the portable dark sucker can operate again.

Dark has mass. When dark goes into a dark sucker, friction from this mass
generates heat. Thus it is not wise to touch an operating dark sucker.
Candles present a special problem, as the dark must travel in the solid
wick instead of through glass. This generates a great amount of heat. Thus
it can be very dangerous to touch an operating candle. Dark is also heavier
than light. If you swim deeper and deeper, you notice it gets slowly darker
and darker. When you reach a depth of approximately fifty feet, you are in
total darkness. This is because the heavier dark sinks to the bottom of the
lake and the lighter light floats to the top. The immense power of dark can
be utilized to mans advantage. We can collect the dark that has settled to
the bottom of lakes and push it through turbines, which generate
electricity and help push it to the ocean where it may be safely stored.
Prior to turbines, it was much more difficult to get dark from the rivers
and lakes to the ocean. The Indians recognized this problem, and tried to
solve it. When on a river in a canoe travelling in the same direction as
the flow of the dark, they paddled slowly, so as not to stop the flow of
dark, but when they traveled against the flow of dark, they paddled quickly
so as to help push the dark along its way.

Finally, we must prove that dark is faster than light. If you were to stand
in an illuminated room in front of a closed, dark closet, then slowly open
the closet door, you would see the light slowly enter the closet, but since
the dark is so fast, you would not be able to see the dark leave the
closet.

In conclusion, Bell Labs stated that dark suckers make all our lives much
easier. So the next time you look at an electric bulb remember that it is
indeed a dark sucker.

- Author Unknown

I'd like to start this by making sure the correct credit gets assigned to this post. This story was not written by me, but was found at The Daily WTF, and was posted there 18 December 2007. I highly recommend this site for some of your entertaining reading.

I wanted to post it here because so many times I link to a good article, or story, then years later it disappears never to be seen again.

This reminded me so much of how things are as a network administrator. Many times we are writing our own scripts, and "McGyver" our own systems, just to keep things running until we can get it fixed correctly. What admin has never written a "ping" script to keep an eye on an important machine?

Enjoy!

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At the turn of the 21st century, Initrode Global's server infrastructure began showing cracks. Anyone that had been in the server room could immediately tell that its growth had been organic. Rackmounted servers sat next to recommissioned workstations, with cables barely secured by cable ties. Clearly there had been some effort to clean things up a bit, but whoever put forth that effort gave up halfway through.

It wasn't pretty, but it worked for years. As time passed, though, a proprietary gateway server to communicate with credit processing agencies would crash more and more frequently. And these were bad crashes, too — the kind of crashes where the server wouldn't respond to ping and would have to be restarted manually. It wasn't really a big deal for the admin, Erik, to hit the restart button on the server when he was there, but that was only 40 hours a week. The credit union needed it to be active 24/7, but was unwilling to hire 24 hour staff in the datacenter. The problem kept getting worse and worse, so the IT manager called up a meeting.

"OK guys, what can we do about this?" asked Laura, the IT manager. "Can you guys in dev fix this?"

"No," began Erik, before anyone in dev could respond. "The issue is with the server, not our software."

"Well, when does the support contract end?"

"Two years ago."

"Great. And we can't replace the unit while we're in a budget freeze..." Laura wasn't sure what to do. "Well, what's our workaround for now? What happens when it goes down?"

"Right now, I just hit the restart button."

"OK, well, we'll have to replace it once I get the budget approved. For now, though, what can we do? We need this online all the time." Laura sighed and began tapping her pen on the table. "No one has any other ideas?"

At this point the room fell silent and everyone tried to avoid making eye contact with Laura. Erik had a script running that would ping the server every few minutes and alert him if it didn't respond so he could halfway proactively keep things running. It had to be restarted manually whenever it crashed, so there was no easy way to fix it remotely.

"We could build an admin robot," Erik joked.

Hours later, Erik was in the datacenter, hitting the restart button again, disappointed that the meeting had ended without a workable solution. Laura walked into the room and greeted Erik.

"So, at our meeting earlier, you suggested building a robot." Laura had apparently taken his suggestion seriously. "Is that something we can really do?"

"Well, I was just ki... I mean, I don't know anything about circuitry, or how to build robots." Erik tried to keep his tone somewhere between serious and kidding, so he could gauge Laura's reaction.

It was then that he idly looked at his computer, which had just ejected a disk image DVD he'd burned.

It sparked an idea, but it was too absurd to say out loud. Still, he couldn't help but chuckle at the thought.

"What?" Laura asked.

"It's nothing," Erik responded. "It's stupid."

"We're desperate. Do you have an idea?"

"No, it was really stupid." Erik sighed. "I just had the idea that a CD ROM drive in an old system could eject and hit the reset button. It was a ridiculous idea."

"Wait," Laura began, "could you really do that?"

It was another uncomfortable moment for Erik, but she seemed serious, so he just went for it. "Uh, yeah, I could, but it's hardly the best solution... I mean, I'd have to position the servers just right, somehow get the heights and alignment correct, and update the polling script to eject the CD ROM drive any time it didn't respond to ping."

And that was exactly what Erik found himself spending the rest of the afternoon setting up. He found an old PC, updated his script to ping the server every two minutes and eject if there was no response, and with the help of a few phone books found the perfect height and position on the floor. At any point while he was setting it up, he expected Laura to jump out from a corner and yell "just kidding," but it never happened. Finally, Erik stood up, and ashamedly admired his work. He slapped a label on it that read "ITAPPMONROBOT," and another below with big underlined letters that read "DO NOT MOVE."

Years later, and long after Erik had left, the faulty server was taken offline and replaced with a new one working under a new IP address. During the swap, ITAPPMONROBOT was moved to a neglected corner of the server room, plugged back in, and promptly forgotten. It spent the last weeks of its life dutifully opening and closing its CD ROM drive every two minutes, reaching in vain for the restart button that it'd never touch again.