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Let's get technical.

Note: the admin console reference, item "finduser": all instances of the word "criteria" need to be replaced with "criterion"; all instances of "criterias" need to be replaced with "criteria". This operation is order-sensitive.

Today at work there was a thing that had problems. Namely, the computer in one of the monitor rooms began acting bogus, shutting Internet Explorer off without warning, repeatedly. I went back to find Turbo, and explained the problem to him. He diagnosed virus. I was totally not surprised, though I'd guessed security software at work intercepting sites with mondo popups and badware until I got the same thing on the same machine on our intranet's monitoring logs.

I wrote him up the trouble ticket, explaining the symptoms and so forth; he said he'll be on it in the morning. ♥ Turbo. I sent him a private message with my commentary on the thing, intended as supplementary to the trouble ticket.

Commentary on Monitor Room X's PC woes

I mentioned to Snarky Lady that the machine may have contracted a virus from the site she was on (blackdog.net); she suggested the alternative explanation of a virus from some of the web surfing done by the younger supervisor-types who are on MySpace all day and all night. I'd trust Snarky Lady's ability to avoid a virus-ridden site before I'd trust, say, NewPoserGeek or Leftover Leftovers Guy's.

I know that the social networking site in question harbors some variously interesting content. 90% of the field managers could tell you that there are people on this site when they ought to be working, and the further-isolated the monitor room, the better it is for playing around unseen. It would really annoy quite a few chronic slackers if MySpace turned up blocked some day.

Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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