I’m a racker

I’ve finally evaporated into the sky and moved my modest blog into the cloud hosting. The reason for this step was quite common – my previous VPS provider has been doing a marvelous job and always has been a quick responser to any issues I had. Unfortunately, the number of the support tickets began to curve up and what alerted me most was the fact that all of them were of the same kind – “Please, reboot my VPS”. I’ve been patient until one day the server was rebooted… but hadn’t come online. The support team told me that the only way to go was a complete reinstall. That was the last drop that overflowed the cup. Thankfully, I’ve been given the backups so I could quickly move everything into a cloud. In the end of a day I’ve noticed several advantages from migrating under a wing of a new provider:

  • Noticeably faster and I could feel the better responsiveness even with 256MB instead of 512MB of RAM.
  • Moderate price.
  • Xen environment (was using Vertuozzo previously).
  • Highly configurable, e.g. there are 14 options for Linux distros that one could choose from, an option to increase RAM online, weekly, daily or on-demand backups.

Truly, every cloud has a silver lining.

A fife or a pot

There was an old soviet cartoon that tells a story about a small girl who was too lazy to plunk the berries in a forest. I could understand her – this activity usually involves intensive crawling on the knees and there is no way to avoid bending your back so it certainly would immensely hurt in the evening. So she’d chosen another route and sought help from a dwarf which offered her too options:

  • A fife.
  • A pot.

Playing on a fife would make the berry-leaves to uncover the berries they were hiding. So it seemed, it was just a question of plunking them up and placing in a pot. But here came a problem. The girl wasn’t allowed to have both items at once: either a fife or a pot. So as soon as she stopped playing the fife and exchanged it for a pot all the berries had gone and instantly got the shelter under the berry-leaves. No way to see them unless to go down on her knees and start slowly and monotonically lifting up each berry-leaves hoping to find a berry beneath it. But it wasn’t part of her plan, so she rushed to the dwarf and exchanged the pot back for the fife, played on it and, miracle! All the berries were plainly visible. But again, where to put them into. So the story got into a loop: she hurried to the dwarf and got the pot in exchange for the fife and the berries just disappeared again. Eventually, the girl had understood that sometimes you just can’t have everything and hard-work is unavoidable.
Why am I telling all that? Well, I’ve been into a long run for a new job opportunity and I’m still in a pursuit and what I’ve noticed that after every single interview I had to put myself into that girl’s shoes but the options now are slightly different:

  • A worthy compensation.
  • A challenging position and day-to-day responsibilities.

The problem here is that I’m not afraid of a hard work, like that young lady from a cartoon story, but I don’t want to make any trade-offs and want to have both of these two. Unfortunately for some uncanny reason I’m continuously hitting the same wall again and again. Or maybe I just don’t know when I’m well off?!

Samurai. Art of War

This is the second time the exhibition “Samurai. Art of War” is being presented in Moscow. And even if you have visited the first one and still hesitate whether to attend an exhibition with the same name for the second time then here is my advise – drop away all your doubts and fears because behind the illusive similarity it’s absolutely different in every sense. First of all it’s bigger and holds more installations and the display units. Besides, all of them are original armors and swords, tsubas (guard), wood-prints, kimonos and more. Amongst them one of the four Muramasa sword that’s has reached our days after these swords fell out of favor with the Japanese government and Muramasa swords were forbidden and had to be melted down. The ones who disobeyed and kept them were treated as a threat to the Emperor and were killed together with their entire family members. Another glorious exhibit is a complete armor of Oda Nobunaga. What is interesting about this unit is its mask. Traditionally, the masks were used to intimidate or to mislead a foe and that’s why a matured and experienced samurai could wear a mask that depicted a youngster whilst a greenhorn, on the contrary, could be hiding behind a mask with a ferocious expression. But Oda Nobunaga ordered a mask with his own face – even his name, not mentioning his face, could instill terror into his enemies and that’s why there was no point in hiding his face.
The second notable difference, is that now there is a guide who would kindly walk you through the entire exhibition and would in vivid wording acquaint yourself with Japanese culture, traditions, legends and would give you a sense of what it was like to be a true Samurai.
You could find more information and discount details on the official web site – www.isamurai.ru
Enjoy and don’t miss it.

Winter fun

It’s been such a great fun to spend these long winter holidays with my family. Thankfully, because of a beautiful weather which gifted us with a lot of snow and frosty days, we stayed mostly outdoors plunging ourselves into snow, skating, sliding from icy hills and doing a lot of other snowish winter capering.

RSS Graffiti

I’ve finally given up trying to setup Facebook’s feature that allows everyone to import an external bog. It just keeps returning a stupid and absolutely unhelpful error message “We couldn’t find a feed using the URL you provided.” I checked the Apache’s logs and it clearly returned 200 error code to the feed request that came from Facebook robot. Gogling the web just proved that I’m not the only one in the universe and there are a lot of other guys that have been struggling with the same error at least for a year and the problem is still present. That’s just fsking great.
So I turned my self to another app called “RSS Graffiti” hoping that it would bring the end to this annoying issue.

Happy new 2011

This was undoubtedly the best NY night I’ve ever had and truly believe that everyone has enjoyed it as much as I did. Hope this elicit mood and vivid night would sustainably prevail and would walk us through out the upcoming year. Enjoy and have smile-full fun!