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We woke Daniel up at 430 this morning to take him fishing… “This is the best day EVER!!!”  he said!

They didn’t catch anything, but the guy beside them catch a stingray and Daniel had to use his net to help him “bring it in”.

Awesome start to a birthday I’d say.

-jen

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UPDATE

Daniel had a great dinner of – his choice- wieners and beans. the boys and I played basketball- soccer outside and opened presents before crashing after a long day at 7:30.

Thanks to everyone who called and to all the well wishers.

Happy birthday big man.

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Can’t send email more than 500 miles?.

To: 0xdeadbeef@petting-zoo.net
Subject: The case of the 500-mile email.
Date: Tue, 26 Nov 2002 14:57:40 -0800

Here’s a problem that *sounded* impossible… I almost regret posting
the story to a wide audience, because it makes a great tale over
drinks at a conference. :-) The story is slightly altered in order to
protect the guilty, elide over irrelevant and boring details, and
generally make the whole thing more entertaining.

I was working in a job running the campus email system some years ago
when I got a call from the chairman of the statistics department.

“We’re having a problem sending email out of the department.”

“What’s the problem?” I asked.

“We can’t send mail more than 500 miles,” the chairman explained.

I choked on my latte. “Come again?”

“We can’t send mail farther than 500 miles from here,” he repeated.
“A little bit more, actually. Call it 520 miles. But no farther.”

“Um… Email really doesn’t work that way, generally,” I said, trying
to keep panic out of my voice. One doesn’t display panic when
speaking to a department chairman, even of a relatively impoverished
department like statistics. “What makes you think you can’t send mail
more than 500 miles?”

“It’s not what I *think*,” the chairman replied testily. “You see,
when we first noticed this happening, a few days ago–”

“You waited a few DAYS?” I interrupted, a tremor tinging my voice.
“And you couldn’t send email this whole time?”

“We could send email. Just not more than–”

“–500 miles, yes,” I finished for him, “I got that. But why didn’t
you call earlier?”

“Well, we hadn’t collected enough data to be sure of what was going on
until just now.” Right. This is the chairman of
*statistics*. “Anyway, I asked one of the geostatisticians to look
into it–”

“Geostatisticians…”

“–yes, and she’s produced a map showing the radius within which we
can send email to be slightly more than 500 miles. There are a number
of destinations within that radius that we can’t reach, either, or
reach sporadically, but we can never email farther than this radius.”

“I see,” I said, and put my head in my hands. “When did this start?
A few days ago, you said, but did anything change in your systems at
that time?”

“Well, the consultant came in and patched our server and rebooted it.
But I called him, and he said he didn’t touch the mail system.”

“Okay, let me take a look, and I’ll call you back,” I said, scarcely
believing that I was playing along. It wasn’t April Fool’s Day. I
tried to remember if someone owed me a practical joke.

I logged into their department’s server, and sent a few test mails.
This was in the Research Triangle of North Carolina, and a test mail
to my own account was delivered without a hitch. Ditto for one sent
to Richmond, and Atlanta, and Washington. Another to Princeton (400
miles) worked.

But then I tried to send an email to Memphis (600 miles). It failed.
Boston, failed. Detroit, failed. I got out my address book and
started trying to narrow this down. New York (420 miles) worked, but
Providence (580 miles) failed.

I was beginning to wonder if I had lost my sanity. I tried emailing a
friend who lived in North Carolina, but whose ISP was in Seattle.
Thankfully, it failed. If the problem had had to do with the
geography of the human recipient and not his mail server, I think I
would have broken down in tears.

Having established that — unbelievably — the problem as reported was
true, and repeatable, I took a look at the sendmail.cf file. It
looked fairly normal. In fact, it looked familiar.

I diffed it against the sendmail.cf in my home directory. It hadn’t
been altered — it was a sendmail.cf I had written. And I was fairly
certain I hadn’t enabled the “FAIL_MAIL_OVER_500_MILES” option. At a
loss, I telnetted into the SMTP port. The server happily responded
with a SunOS sendmail banner.

Wait a minute… a SunOS sendmail banner? At the time, Sun was still
shipping Sendmail 5 with its operating system, even though Sendmail 8
was fairly mature. Being a good system administrator, I had
standardized on Sendmail 8. And also being a good system
administrator, I had written a sendmail.cf that used the nice long
self-documenting option and variable names available in Sendmail 8
rather than the cryptic punctuation-mark codes that had been used in
Sendmail 5.

The pieces fell into place, all at once, and I again choked on the
dregs of my now-cold latte. When the consultant had “patched the
server,” he had apparently upgraded the version of SunOS, and in so
doing *downgraded* Sendmail. The upgrade helpfully left the
sendmail.cf alone, even though it was now the wrong version.

It so happens that Sendmail 5 — at least, the version that Sun
shipped, which had some tweaks — could deal with the Sendmail 8
sendmail.cf, as most of the rules had at that point remained
unaltered. But the new long configuration options — those it saw as
junk, and skipped. And the sendmail binary had no defaults compiled
in for most of these, so, finding no suitable settings in the
sendmail.cf file, they were set to zero.

One of the settings that was set to zero was the timeout to connect to
the remote SMTP server. Some experimentation established that on this
particular machine with its typical load, a zero timeout would abort a
connect call in slightly over three milliseconds.

An odd feature of our campus network at the time was that it was 100%
switched. An outgoing packet wouldn’t incur a router delay until
hitting the POP and reaching a router on the far side. So time to
connect to a lightly-loaded remote host on a nearby network would
actually largely be governed by the speed of light distance to the
destination rather than by incidental router delays.

Feeling slightly giddy, I typed into my shell:

$ units
1311 units, 63 prefixes

You have: 3 millilightseconds
You want: miles
* 558.84719
/ 0.0017893979

“500 miles, or a little bit more.”

Trey Harris

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This morning Daniel woke up with a rash… he didn’t realise he had a rash so apparently it wasn’t bothering him too much, but we were a bit worried about it. We were supposed to hang out with friends at the Ritz today, but we didn’t like to be known as the family that brought the rashy kid to the pool… So we cancelled that. instead, Thomas went to his swimming lesson(did great) and now we are catching up on house hold chores around the house… Thomas and I planted some new tomato plants in the back yard, Daniel finished off his homework and now they are about to have a bite to eat. Yesterday we had Bell Curt and the boys over for lunch, always fun watching the triplets run around. Boy am I glad I am past that stage! Great kids but amazing amounts of work. This afternoon we’ll spend some time gettign ready for this week. We have a field trip on tuesday to a greenhouse in Daniels class… Think that;s it for them. Jen is doing some catering for a few separate events and me, well stuff in IT is going crazy.  We only have about 5 months to get all the approvals and plans done for the year. Work severely drops off come June. everyone runs away. it’ll be slow until the end of ramadan, mid September. then things will start to pick up again. Such is life in the middle east.

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if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

  • When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
  • Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
  • Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
  • Take naps.
  • Stretch before rising.
  • Run, romp, and play daily.
  • Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
  • Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
  • On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
  • On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
  • When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
  • Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
  • Be loyal.
  • Never pretend to be something you’re not.
  • If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
  • When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

 

Thanks for forwarding mom….

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So. it’s supposed to be a quiet weekend for the Schellenbergs. I have a cold. so ironic that it’s +35 here and I have a cold. We spent the morning at the swimming with Bell and Kurt Jen is making Stuffed peppers downstairs fro dinner and I am upstairs watching Night court. slow weekend indeed. Kinda nice when you aren’t feeling well though. I should also mention that last night Jen made casts of the boys… Thomas had his hands and feet done, and Daniel wanted to do his face. they all turned out remarkably well. We are going to paint them when they dry properly.

Daniel and Thomas got their report cards from the school yesterday. Thomas did fantastic and got a letter of congratulations from the school for his work. Daniel did great, but is struggling with some reading and organization. organization… apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Tomorrow we are going to Qatar Foundations weekend spring extravaganza. it will be the highlight of the slow weekend. bouncing around a soccer(foot ball) field with 4000 others. I’ll take pictures tomorrow to share.

thats all for now!

-r

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Happy Easter!

we are celebrating Easter on Saturday this year. The day started with a big Easter egg hunt and will finish off with a giant Dinner. Jen is making 2 turkeys, some blunt nosed deer and all the trimmings to go with. As is usual, we invited a small army to help us process all this food. We asked people to bring something that is traditional from their families celebrations. This year we have South Africa, Newcastle, London, Ethiopia, south western USA, North eastern USA, and Canada present. It’s always interesting to see what shows up at the table.

For starters, Here’s how our morning started:

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The Boys showing off their Easter Bunny Bags

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The Easter Bunny Came!

 

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The Egg Hunt Continues

 

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Thomas, Grab that one!

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Mom mentally prepares herself for the day

 

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Thomas mentally prepares himself for the day.

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Little bit of Arts and Crafts!

 

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Perhaps a few too many photos?

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This is as close to smiling as she gets.

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