I have joy, so much joy. I love my fellow man. Or at least my hosting provider.
My other domain is 27.org. I use it mostly for mail and "projects" which can be separated from my semi-informed ramblings here. I keep the two unidirectionally distinct. Meaning, you might see links from here to there, but no links from there to here. This isn't because I mind the cross-pollination, but because 27.org is where I put stuff I wouldn't mind an HR department seeing. Monkeygumbo is just that: a randomness jambalaya. You might find anything here. I like keeping the two separate, with neither being secret. If you find me here then you found what you were looking for without me having to tell you where to go searching. Shame on you. You find 27.org then I hope whatever constructive bit I put up there helps you. Each is open, and I've got nothing to hide (why write it in the first place?). Google sees all.
For about two years now, I've been trying to get my 27.org account (27 and MG are hosted by the same company) moved to a new machine. When I got the domain, a Pentium 2/450 was the shiznit, and 256MB of RAM was beefy. That's what 27.org was hosted on for a long, long time. Up until about 45 minutes ago. I'm now on a quad-cpu 2.80GHz Xeon box. With two gigs of memory. It's bliss. I can't even tell you how nice it is.
See, I actually use my shell account on 27.org. Like, a lot. I've usually got four or eight ssh sessions going throughout the day. For instance, I use pine to check email and I dedicate a shell account for that purpose alone. So I notice when the server would slow down. In fact, just today I was typing something in a vi session and my crappy typing speed was outpacing the character echo by about 30 seconds. Stopping to correct a misspelling was taking over a minute. I checked the load average and it was over 30. Then all my connections got dropped. Some of those had connections to other hosts. You know how annoying that can be?
So making a long story not nearly as short as it could have been, I complained to my hosting company. I even went so far as to write an application which recorded various system metrics and saved them in a database. I figured that if I had a few months history I'd be able to justify my request for a server move. After all, if my web server was a kid, it would be starting first grade this fall. I wanted to be able to prove that it was getting old, and I needed test scores.
What I saw was atrocious. Over six months, the mean load average (doesn't that sound weird?) was something like 3.5. The highest was nearly 160. The 50 highest load average events started at like 60. The server sucked big ass and was a pain to use. I sent many many letters explaining things I've documented, and I worked with tech support to get them data they wanted.
Turns out that they listened. I don't know how useful my data was, but it did get accessed. And now they have a feature that will automatically move you to a newer server (Slackware 9 instead fo Slackware 4... w00t!). And I did it. And I'm happy now. And stuff.
That's all I wanted to say, really. It's made me inordinately glad, this new machine. Well, that and the three Stellas I've had to drink.
As Wee is our domain god, I am pleased that he is pleased, even though I understand almost none of this particular blog- not even the Stella reference. Or the woot, which my daughter also uses. She just smiles sadly at me when I say "Woot? What is woot?"
(To be honest, it took me a while to figure out what the hell "blog" was when I first started stalking your site. I am so not cool...)
Posted by suzi at July 10, 2003 10:45 PMWell, the upshot is that instead of everyone's email on a slow machine (which you probably couldn't even sell at a flea market it's so old), we're on a super-fast machine that has room to grow. And a new environment. And good stuff.
As for Stella: Next time you to fly to England or Europe, ask the flight attendant for a Stella. Do that about 4 times. After you actually get to England, if you aren't sure what beer to get in any pub you might find yourself in, you can say "Stella" and you'll get cold beer in a bottle. You don't need to specify sub-brands, volume/sizes, tap/not on tap, whatever. You get a beer -- a cold beer. (Stella, Bud and Kronenbourg are the three that you can find reliably cold and bottled.) And because it comes in a bottle, you won't ever run afoul of that inane "lads drink pints, lasses drink ha'pints" rule which Tess often flaunted. You'll get your 330ml of beer, which is just about smack dab in between 8 and 16 ounces. The price you pay for not sampling the local offerings is convenience, I suppose, but it's a good choice if you're in a hurry (or bewildered, as I sometimes was, by the myriad options on the walls, the taps, etc).
As for w00t, well... The first rule about w00t club is that you don't talk about w00t club. The second rule about w00t club is...
Posted by wee at July 13, 2003 12:23 PMOh, THAT Stella.
Woot!
Posted by suzi at July 16, 2003 10:22 PMYes. I had a feeling you knew. There can be only one. Woot indeed.
Posted by wee at July 16, 2003 11:28 PM