Not sure why it took me so long to figure this out, but last night I moved a pillow on Colleen's side of the bed, down to where my back would touch it if I rolled over a little. I went to sleep quickly, slept soundly, and woke up at 5:30 feeling more-or-less awake.
Apparently I'm used to having her sleep next to me. Dumb bear.
Spent all morning, some of the afternoon, and a couple of hours this evening trying to figure out why my inkjet printer wasn't printing. The fact that xpdf also wasn't working suggested that the problem was a missing font, but after I installed a batch of fonts, changed the fonts on the labels, re-installed the drivers, and rebooted a couple of times I began to get suspicious. And then there was the fact that it wasn't printing a test page, which clearly didn't depend on what secondary fonts were installed.
Turned out the root filesystem was full. Including /tmp, of
course. A simple apt-get clean got back 2.1GB. Dumb
bear.
I have shipping labels now.
Remember my clever hack with the fan and the gaffer's tape, a couple of posts downwhen from here? Just to refresh your memory, I'd written:
It's a good thing the fan worked out -- the alternative would have been deciding whether to spend $30 for a new fan and heatsink, or about three times that for a new CPU and motherboard. Which is a purchase I really don't need to be making right now.
As it turns out, gaffer's tape doesn't hold when it gets warm. There was a distinct smell of burnt plastic when I went to see why I couldn't ssh to the box...
It boots, with the old fan and a 20-minute or so cooldown. But still...
I'm especially idiotic when I'm seriously sleep-deprived. Or was that
depraved. When attempting to synchronize my track directories before
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cflute this afternoon, I managed to copy the current
track working directories from the fileserver into subdirectories
of the corresponding directories on the Mac.
Fortunately, there's no real harm done: the tracks she recorded against were simply older versions of the most recent ones, so they're all synchronized against the same scratch tracks. (I can tell this because of the way I name my takes -- take-2e and take-2f are both recorded against the same original take-2.) So I should be able to snag the new parts, plop them into the really most recent version of the track, and have them work. Whew!
I think I should have gone to bed a little after lunchtime.
... and in fact I did expect it, and then forgot about it. My
two copies of k3b are stepping on one another in my home
directory. Apparently it only happens if they're trying to create an ISO
file at the same time. I'm going to call it quits for tonight after I get
to 50, so I'll live dangerously for the moment, and run the second one
under a different user tomorrow.
There are several good reasons why I use simple, non-interactive scripts whenever I can. One is that they don't give you nasty surprises about what files they're using.
OK, I'm an idiot. But at least I managed to avoid a major embarassment when I decided not to start burning disks last night -- a wise decision, given that it was nearly midnight and I'd already printed a batch of 10 jewelcase inserts upside-down -- and give the CD-ROM part a once-over in the morning. Damned good thing.
In addition to leaving out the copyright license notices on the index page, I had succeeded in leaving out the .ogg and .mp3 files that were the main reason for having the disk in the first place! It took me about three hours to clean up the mess. It's presently held together with spit and baling wire, but somebody reading the CD-ROM in a web browser will at least have valid local links to visit if they start at the top, and somebody browsing the files directly will find the audio in places that at least make sense.
Also discovered that my nice new Plextor drive doesn't seem to want to write any faster than 8x, though it could conceivably have been the media that I did the initial test burns on, or something else I was doing on the machine at the time (since it worked fine at full speed a couple of days ago). OK, I now have two side-by-side boxen in the office, Harmony and Trantor, and they both work.
...is that when you take it off the shelf to restart sshd, it's possible to accidentally disconnect the power and not notice because, well, it's a laptop and it has a battery that can keep it going all evening when the lid is closed and the backlight is turned off.
If I'd had the replacement system ready to go I could have just slipped it in and nobody would have noticed. But I didn't, quite, and didn't want to fuss with it.
OK, I already knew I'm an idiot -- I don't have to be reminded. As it turns out, my copy of The Folksinger's Guitar Guide (long out of print, not sold in stores, and which I've been searching the house for for over a year now, on and off) has been sitting on a shelf in my bedroom all this time. The same shelf where I used to keep my filk binder, as a matter of fact.
Dumb bear.
By the way, when did music publishers start intimidating stores into refusing to sell used books? They won't even take returns, it seems. Those eyetracks just destroy the resale value, you know...
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