Iliyopita majira, Mimi umba "moja kwa moja jela" orodha kwa jokofu.  #1 kwenye orodha ni Lawrence O'Donnell (kwa ajili ya utabiri sahihi), lakini hiyo ndiyo njia zaidi ya upeo wa blog hii :)  Leo, Mimi kuongeza Cisco VPN mteja orodha, na kwamba katika upeo na pua.

rundo ya miaka iliyopita wengi wa wateja kutumika Cisco VPN kuwezesha upatikanaji wa kijijini kwa tovuti yao.  Kisha nyuma, Mimi umba PC virtual kwa kila mmoja wa wateja hizi na imewekwa Cisco juu ya kwamba? Kwa nini?  Sababu Cisco kufuli mashine yako ili kwamba huwezi hata kuvinjari Printers mtandao wa ndani, basi zana peke hatari kama Skype, Mwasilishaji na "~" muhimu.  Lakini,  kama wewe kufunga juu VM, VM yako imefungwa chini lakini si mwenyeji wako. 

Mimi nina kumbushwa ya siku hizo utukufu leo ​​kwa sababu mimi na kutumia Cisco VPN mteja * tena * na kufuli na mimi na mimi kuwa na matumizi yake katika dakika.  Nisingependa blog juu ya kiasi gani Cisco VPN mteja anastahili kuwa jela badala ya kutumia ...

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Sisi kaskazini mwa New Jersey Galvin wa ni mashabiki kubwa ya tv kisiasa satire. mpango, Onyesha Daily hosted by Jon Stewart. I don’t like to get political in my blogging, hivyo wote mimi itabidi kusema juu ya kwamba ni kwamba bila Kila siku Show, Mimi inaweza pia kuwa na kudumu wote waliopotea wa mcheshi juu au juu ya 12/12/2000.

Sisi walikuwa kuwa na mlo juu ya staha mapema wiki iliyopita na yangu kumi mwaka mwana ya zamani huleta juu ya sehemu ya hivi karibuni ya Kuonyesha. Mimi alifanya maoni, "Jon Stewart knows that he si bora kufanya furaha ya mimi or there will be terrible consequences for Jon Stewart."

Mwanangu anadhani juu yake kwa dakika na anasema: "Dad, namba moja: He doesn’t even know you."

Nilisubiri namba mbili, lakini aliamua kwamba ilikuwa ya kutosha na alihamia kwenye somo ijayo bila kuruka kuwapiga.

Ni kutumika kuwa kwamba mimi naweza kupata kura zaidi ya mileage nje ya aina wale wa utani, but he’s getting too used to me or too mature or both. I need to adjust somehow.

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kidogo zaidi ya miaka mitatu iliyopita, mke wangu na mimi saini mwanangu kwa ajili ya shughuli ya majira ya joto, The Midland Park Players. This is a drama group that spends about three or four weeks preparing for a play and then showing it to the parents, friends and relatives. It’s always been done very well.

Sijui kama mtoto ya kila mtu ni kama hii, but my son is extremely reluctant to try new things. Knowing this, we signed him up for the program. We’ve found that it’s best to alert him to these kinds of things early and often. Hivyo, ili kuondokana na kusita yake ya asili, sisi alimwambia mapema na alifanya kazi nzuri ya kufanya hivyo sauti kama furaha, nk. Even with a multi-month advertising campaign, he still wasn’t convinced. We forced him to do, ingawa, na kama ni mara nyingi kesi, he had a great time.

Kwa mara ya pili mwaka akavingirisha kote, he had once again convinced himself that he didn’t want to participate. Lakini, sisi alikuwa saini yake juu na juu ya sifuri-siku, I dropped him off one morning at the high school where they practice. When I went to pick him up after lunch, yeye alikuwa msisimko sana, kila smiles na alitangaza, "The play is the Velveteen Sungura and I want to be the Rabbit". He had spent literally months carrying on (wakati mwingine anapagawa) kuhusu jinsi yeye hakutaka kuwa na kitu cha kufanya na Wachezaji Park na baada ya siku ya kwanza, he wants to be the lead role in the play. We’ve seen this pattern before.

(Mengi kwa mshangao wetu, yeye alifanya kupata nafasi Sungura na alikuwa ajabu.)

Fast forward a few years. He’s been in Park Players three times now, so he’s something of a veteran. This summer (2008), Players starts up again. Katika maana wakati, yeye hatimaye wanaamini sisi yeye kweli doesn’t want to play soccer and he never liked basketball. That left him with no extra-curricular activities for late Winter / early Spring. A client with whom I was working mentioned that his daughter was in a program called Stage Right. Stage right is a slightly more expensive version of Park Players and it’s not in my town, but adjacent to it. Perfect.

The thing to know about that town is that it’s practically another country in terms of wealth. It has a high-frequency train right to Wall Street and NYC in general. It’s just a wealthy place. One of the on-going family discussion themes is whether we should have moved to that town instead of where we live now. It’s a bigger town, Shule yake ya kutoa zaidi mipango kwa ajili ya watoto, nk. My wife grew up in that town and her parents live there, so we are "hooked in" despite not living there. I personally grew up in different circumstances in Massachusetts, so I don’t have a lot to say about this during family dinner conversation. This isn’t to say that we aren’t very happy where we live. We just know that that town is a level above our town economically.

Stage Right’s next program started too soon for us to launch our normal advertising campaign to overcome my son’s reluctance. This is when he came up with one my personal favorite arguments against doing something: "Friday nights are mkuu usiku kwa overs usingizi!" Stage Right was going to interfere with his weekend socials.

siku inakuja, sisi kuleta naye huko na kuacha naye mbali na kama kwa kila kitu kingine, upendo wake wa asili ya kuwa tu hai alichukua juu na yeye imekuwa kuwa na wakati mzuri na ni.

Mwishoni mwa wiki hii iliyopita mke wangu mara kuzungumza naye na kwa mara ya kwanza, I think he’s tailoring his discussions very precisely for his audience. She had asked him how Stage Right compares to Midland Park Players. He tells her that "In Park Players, we have teenagers that help us out. There aren’t any in in Stage Right. In Park Players, teenagers make all props. In Stage Right, we have to bring our own props. We have to do everything. And then he twists the knife: "I thought this was supposed to be a rich town."

Miaka yote, I never really thought that he was hearing or understanding anything as it related to the "rich town". Hata hivyo, zinageuka alikuwa.

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Mimi hivi karibuni kununuliwa chakula cha mchana kwa ndugu yangu (kama kawaida) and we ended up talking about funny things that we did at our respective colleges. At my alma mater, Lafayette Chuo, the academic support IT department had a very inclusive way about it. We were given a LOT of rope and I took advantage of that at times.

Two my favorite memories relate to my good friend, Gabe. He had made the terrible mistake of telling people his freshman year that "I’m a freshman, but I have Sophomore standing" due to the various advanced placement classes he had taken, nk. Many of us were similarly situated but we didn’t talk about it so much. His senior year, when we introduced him to people, we’d say "This is Gabe. He’s a Senior, but he has Sophomore standing".

The college had some Sun workstation/servers running X-Window. They had gigantic monitors and the engineers used them for CAD and other boring engineer stuff. We CS people used them to learn programming and, bila shaka, kucheza michezo.

Sisi si kama wahandisi kompyuta-wanyonge na hivyo kiasi moja ya mambo yetu favorite kwa kufanya itakuwa telnet kwa sanduku wao walikuwa juu na kukimbia X-jicho on them. This would pop up a pair of eyes that followed the mouse around on the screen. You could pop up even more and have literally a dozen or more of the X-eye applications running. Jaribu kutocheka kwa sauti kubwa wakati mhandisi asiye na shida anajaribu kufunga X-jicho baada ya X-jicho na kunung'unika chini ya pumzi yake juu yake 🙂

We also played X-trek on those boxes. To do that, you had to download the source, get various dependencies wherever you could find them and build it. I wasn’t a sophisticated C programmer, but I could read header files. I was looking through these and found directives like "#DEFINE MAX_TORPEDO_DISTANCE 10". I played around with that increase range and power for phases and torpedoes, re-built it and then destroyed Gabe the next time we played.

Gabe was also a huge fan of a TV show called Blake’s 7. I had never seen it, but that didn’t prevent me from insisting that Dr. Who is the superior show. Mabishano yanaweza kuwa moto wakati mwingine 🙂

One day, it occurred to me that I could probably guess his UNIX password. I sat down next to him one day and announced in a loud tone, "I’m going to guess your password right now, Gabe." "Yeah, haki" was his answer. I then logged in, aliingia mtumiaji wake id, akageuka kwa uso yake, typed na kusema kwa sauti kubwa, "I wonder if it’s B-L-A-K-E-7" ? Touch typing has never paid off as handsomely as it did that day.

Wiki ijayo (au hivi karibuni): More computer room antics from college.

Je una lolote kushiriki? Leave a comment or email me and I’ll publish them here.

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Kama mzazi, somewhere along the line I discovered the "When I was a little boy" trick.

Mwanangu, pengine minne au mitano wakati, alikuwa kucheza puto na kama wengi wavulana kidogo kwamba kucheza na balloons, he popped it. He was very upset. The world had come to an end. I said to him, "when I was little boy, Mimi nilikuwa na puto na ni popped na hatimaye, I got a new balloon." It seemed to help him cope with his loss and led to a fun talk about what it was like when I was a little boy.

That worked well as a consolation technique and I used it a several times over the next period of time. I did get into trouble once when his Monster Rancher 3 creature died. I talked about how my dog, Prince, had died in a car accident. Wakati huu, majibu yake ilikuwa, "Now I feel bad about two things!" I shied away from using the "when I was a little boy" mbinu kwa ajili ya faraja baada ya kuwa.

Kabla ya tukio hilo wafu mbwa, hata hivyo, I had also started to use the technique to convince him to do chores. "When I was a little boy, I had to go out and get the newspaper", "clean my room", "get Mommy her coffee cup", nk.

Hii pia ilikuwa pretty mafanikio kwa wakati, but he started to increasingly rebel against the tyranny of my childhood. One event, hasa, marked the end. I told him to bring the garbage cans from curb back to the garage. He argued and I responded, "When I was a little boy, I had to take the garbage back to the garage." He responded, "Oh yeah! Well when you were a little boy, kwamba ilikuwa ya kijinga!".

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Nyuma kote 1998, the company I worked for at the time received some funding to create a new e-commerce product. We had the full gamut of business requirements to meet. It had to be fast, rahisi kwa watumiaji wa mwisho, flashy, lugha mbalimbali, nk. Sad to say, Mimi pengine si alikuwa kama seti kabambe ya kazi ya kukamilisha tangu siku hizo heady.

This effort pre-dated Microsoft.NET. Plain vanilla ASP was still somewhat new (au uchache sana usio wa kawaida na kampuni yangu). "Brick and mortar" companies were doomed. Wamepotea! This is to say that it was pioneering work. Si Hadron Collider pioneering kazi, lakini kwa ajili yetu katika dunia yetu kidogo, ilikuwa ni pioneering kazi.

We were crazy busy. We were doing mini POC’s almost every day, kuhesabia nje ya jinsi ya kudumisha hali katika kati asili wasiokuwa na utaifa, kuhesabia masuala ya lugha mbalimbali, row-level security. We even had create a vocabulary to define basic terms (Mimi kuliko hali ya kuendelea lakini kwa sababu fulani, the awkward "statefull" alishinda siku).

Tulipokuwa madly mzushi bidhaa hii, the marketing and sales people were out there trying to sell it. Somehow, they managed to sell it to our nightmare scenario. Even though we were designing and implementing an enterprise solution, we really didn’t expect the first customer to use every last feature we built into the product day zero. This customer needed multi-language, a radically different user interface from the "standard" system but with the same business logic. Multi-language was especially hard in this case, kwa sababu sisi daima ililenga Kihispania au Kifaransa, lakini katika kesi hii, ilikuwa ni ya Kichina (ambayo ni mara mbili-Byte kuweka tabia na required maalum utunzaji aliyopewa teknolojia sisi kutumika).

Fast forward a few months and I’m on a Northwest airlines flight to Beijing. I’ve been so busy preparing for this trip that I have almost no idea what it’s like to go there. I had read a book once about how an American had been in China for several years and had learned the language. One day he was walking the city and asked some people for directions. The conversation went something this:

• Kaskazini: "Could you tell me how to get to [XX] ya mitaani?"
• Kichina: "Sorry, we don’t speak English".
• Kaskazini: "Oh, vizuri mimi kuzungumza Mandarin." na yeye akawauliza tena katika Kichina, lakini wazi zaidi (kama bora alivyoweza).
• Kichina: Sana politely, "Sorry, we don’t speak English".

The conversation went on like that for bit and the American gave up in frustration. As he was leaving them he overheard one man speaking to the other, "I could have sworn he was asking for directions to [XX] mitaani."

I had picked up a few bits and pieces of other China-related quasi-information and "helpful advice":

• A Korean co-worked told me that the I needed to be careful of the Chinese because "they would try to get me drunk and take advantage of you" katika hisia ya kuishinikiza yangu ndani ya maamuzi ya mbaya biashara.
• Sisi walikuwa hawaruhusiwi kuendesha magari ya (kulikuwa na baadhi ya machafuko ya kama hii ilikuwa desturi, matakwa ya kisheria au tu utawala mteja).
• Kulikuwa maalum sheria kwa ajili ya kwenda kwa desturi.
• Sisi walikuwa hawaruhusiwi kutumia fedha Marekani kwa ajili ya kitu.
• You’re not supposed to leave tips. It’s insulting if you do.

Na hatimaye, Mimi nilikuwa na kiasi safi kumbukumbu Tiananmen mauaji. When I was at college, I remember seeing real-time Usenet postings as the world looked on in horror.

Kwa kifupi, I was very nervous. I wasn’t just normal-nervous in the sense that I was delivering a solution that was orders of magnitude more complicated than anything I had ever done before. I was also worried about accidentally breaking a rule that could get me in trouble.

Mimi nina juu ya hii 14 saa moja ndege na ingawa ilikuwa darasa biashara, 14 masaa ni damned kwa muda mrefu wakati. Kuna tu hivyo njia nyingi za kuwakaribisha mwenyewe kwa kusoma, watching movies or playing with the magnetized cutlery. Even a really good book is hard to read for several hours straight.

Hatimaye, Mimi ilianza ya kusoma nyenzo ufungaji juu ya kipande cha programu mimi mara mkono-amebeba pamoja nami kwa mteja, Netscape’s web server. I’m reading the hardware/software requirements, blurbs masoko, kuangalia picha pretty na ghafla, I zero in on the giant "NOT FOR EXPORT" onyo, kitu kuhusu 128 bit encryption. I stuffed the box back into my carry bag, onyo uso-chini (kama kama kwamba ingekuwa ulisaidia) na alijaribu kuweka maono ya Usiku wa manane Express out of my head.

Kuangalia nyuma juu yake sasa, Ningeli kuwa na wasiwasi, kama wakati wote, wakati mimi kushoto Marekani, si wakati mimi kuingia China 🙂 Hakuna kiovu kilichotokea na mimi bado kufikiria kwamba kuwa bora na ya kukumbukwa safari ya biashara Nimekuwa na furaha ya kufanya.

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One of the many joys I take in being the parent of a ten year old boy is finding new ways to make him laugh or think a little differently about questions and things in the world. I’ve used these techniques over the years:

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Misconstrue maswali yake:

Yake: Siku gani ni?

Baba: Siku moja kabla ya Jumatano.

S: Si, nini siku ya mwezi ni?

D: Oh, ni 4 siku baada ya Jan 25.

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Tekenya naye na kumwambia wewe itabidi kuacha wakati yeye ataacha laughing.

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Kwenda chini ya ngazi ya chumba TV na kutangaza, "It’s good to be the daddy." Kisha, kumchukua kupata doa joto juu ya kitanda na kubadili channel kitu kizuri, kama channel SciFi.

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Read stories out loud. Insert ridiculous sentences in the middle of the story. My favorite is to add "killing him instantly" when the main characters encounters some minor trouble. Kwa mfano, "the knife slipped in his hand, kukata index kidole chake, kumuua papo hapo." Nothing quite gets your son out of a complacent and passive listening mode as the main character being killed instantly.

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Read stories incorrectly. Read sentences backward. The best part of this is that the first couple of times I did this, my son thought he was helping me out by pointing out that I wasn’t reading the words in the right order. The down side is that he really doesn’t want me to read to him any more.

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Go to Burger King for lunch. My son would eat BK morning, night and day if we let him. When going, kumwambia, "I know you hate going there, but we simply have no choice." When he tries to explain that he loves BK, talk over him and say things like "We don’t have time to argue about it! We’re going and I don’t want to have a discussion!"

(Hii inanikumbusha utani favorite Borg: "Borger King: We do it our way. Your way is irrelevant." hahaha!)

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Kufungua kitabu ukurasa 9 na kusema, "hmm, that’s an odd page".

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Fill the world with arch enemies. "We’re going to run quick over toe 7-11, arch-enemy of 11-7".

"Your aunt lives in Ringwood, Arch adui wa mji wa Squarewood."

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Sisi kuendesha hadi Massachusetts kutoka New Jersey mara kadhaa kwa mwaka na mara nyingi inachukua kuhusu 5 hours door to door. As we arrive home and pull into the driveway say, "oh, Nimesahau, tunahitaji kufanya dash haraka Home Depot."

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Wakati kuangalia sehemu ya vurugu katika TV show (kama vile Heroes), kuwaambia mwanao, "some times, kazini, I need to destroy my enemies by burning them alive using the powers of my mind. I don’t like doing it, lakini gotta kufanya nini gotta kufanya."

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Wakati kuangalia sinema horror mbaya (see "It’s good to be the Daddy" juu ya), ascribe improbable motives to the evil character. Kwa mfano, tell your son that the reason Jason is so angry is because he wants some cake and they won’t let him have any.

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Explain phone numbers incorrectly. Instead of telling your son to dial "201-111-2222", tell him it’s "2-011-1-12222".

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