Dullroar

Moving from Pittsburgh to New York involves some downsizing. The obvious first choice for stuff to get rid of is my car. I've always been a car nut, but I can't ignore the costs. Parking, insurance, and maintenance can easily run $500 per month in Manhattan or Brooklyn. And rumor has it that if you live somewhere ultra-nice like Central Park West, parking alone can be above $1,000 per month. Wondering whether it's really worth that much money has made me realize: I hate cars.

I hate that cars cost too much. Too much to buy (above $28,000 on average), too much to maintain (it's easy to spend as much on insurance, financing, gas, and maintenance as on the car), and too much to fix (thousands of dollars to fix one lousy dent). I hate that selling cars is all about deceiving the buyer. Talking to car salesmen makes my skin crawl. Even worse, now that I'm trying to sell my car, I feel like a car salesman. And I hate that I might become a car nut like this guy. If you want to buy a nice car, fine. But putting a bunch of photos up on Flickr for everyone to gawk at just says "hopeless poser."

In other words, bye bye car. Anyone want to buy a 2000 Honda Civic Si?

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I've said before that the Eliza Furnace Trail, more commonly known as the Jail Trail, has a lot of beautiful graffiti on it. This fall, Static-Free sponsored an awesome mural on the trail. Yesterday I finally had a chance to take pictures of it.

Here are a few detail shots from the mural. Click on the thumbnails for larger versions of all the pictures.

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Those who say that computer science is not an inherently dangerous field have not worked in Wean Hall. What I've learned in my decade associated with CMU is that Wean's concrete not only looks ugly and leaks in the rain, but it can also burn and fill with water.

On October 22, 1997, Wean's roof caught fire. An accident with a propane torch lit the tar on the roof. It was around that time that we all began to talk about Wean's fire alarm, a state of the art system circa 1970, that notified building occupants of problems using a pleasant dinging sound. Picture a butler calling guests to dinner by politely tapping a fork against a wine glass - that's the Wean fire alarm. Or, that was the Wean fire alarm. About a month ago, they finally replaced it with a much more aggressive system featuring a booming voice telling us all to run for our lives. But I digress.

By the way, the photo of Wean burning was taken by a web cam at Evolution Systems.

Yesterday a burst water main sent thousands of gallons of water into Wean's third floor data center, where most of the department's servers were kept. The water came out with such force that it broke open metal doors and pushed around 300 pound machine racks like they weighed nothing. This particular water main, about 18 inches in diameter, happened to be located inside my research group's machine room. For years, I'd looked at that particular pipe and thought "better not touch that." I'm proud that my paranoia was so dead on.

This picture is courtesy of Ray Link, who's written about the flood in more detail.

If you're going to put mission critical servers less than 10 feet from a water main (as we did), it's probably good to have a disaster response plan (as we did not). This would help cheer you up after you get the news that the server holding all your source code, papers, and presentations is under water. In our case, our improvised disaster response plan is to remove hard drives and place them somewhere warm to dry out a bit. We also have backups somewhere, I'm told. Everybody has confidence in the backups. Even so, I think it'll be some time before 100x100 and ESM are back online.

This brings me to the poignant part of the story: I am not nearly as worried about my data as I used to be because on Friday, I told my advisor I was leaving the program. After nearly 10 years in Pittsburgh, 6 of them spent in grad school, I'm throwing in the towel. It's now only slightly dishonest of me to say I've been through hell and high water, and while that's not the same as saying I've got a PhD, it'll have to do. I'm quitting grad school while the quitting's good, moving to New York, and starting a job at Telemetry Investments.

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It seems that some spammer has adopted "zubairissa@dullroar.org" as a fake return address. If you get mail from that address, it's not me or anyone at all related to dullroar.org. It's just another joe-job.

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