Much to learn have you still

Well, my work, pics, music, gamesaves and downloads are now happily backed up. I handed off my installation disks to Devin and once he was running Fedora and screwing around with his own network he would shoot possible fixes to me through chat. This morning he sent me a copy of his Samba.conf and that did the trick. I had screwed with mine so much over the weekend that I had no doubt tweaked something fatal.
I’m an addictive personality. Mel was bitching at me about that certain personality flaw last night. At least now I can put the whole get-the-network-working addiction behind me.
I did run a great test. Snape is a 3.2 system while Smeagol is an old 1.5 system. I set both systems up to race. Smeagol was pulling a 1gig folder to his shared file. Snape was pushing the same sized file to the same shared folder. Although Snape is an Alienware with all the bells and whistles, Smeagol blew it out of the water when it came down to simple data movement. Next I pushed from Smeagol and pulled from Snape but got the same results. Linux is faster. Oh, it’s a snooty little know-it-all bitch, don’t get me wrong. But there’s no doubt it’s faster.

So, I’m done. Smeagol is there to back up my important work. It’s a point and click backup rather than having to screw around with CDs or a DVD. It is convenience. And now it’s working. The two puters are sitting side by side playing nicely. I have learned all I ever want to know about Linux. From now on Linux is dining room china to me. I’m pleased. So pleased I might just go to Disneyland.

Ok, Disney it is. Ugh, though. We live alot further away than we used to. No matter, the mouse is worth it. We’ll tool down to the Orange County, hang out with the Rich Rat, spend the night, sleep late and play it by ear from there.
Mel’s little party is less than two weeks away now. She bought a bunch of decorations of the Halloween persuasion and cut a deal with a New Mexico farmer for 25 head of sheep.

Several peeps have mentioned the absence of “comments” on my journal. Well, I was never that interested in any one else’s opinion. But Dean was crying about it this morning…something about my always taking shots at him on my journal and his not having the opportunity to mount a retaliation attack. I really have no idea what he’s talking about. I have been nothing but fair and sacrificial to Dean and his feelings. I would never do anything to embarrass him or belittle our friendship. I think he’s being stupid.
So, from now on, the comments button at the end of each post will be open. I am not opening comments to the past at this point. I figure what’s done is done. Enjoy.