Each of the kids has their favorite stuffed animal to go to sleep with. Some are bears. Some are tigers. Some have more than others. The animal responsible for this particular post is highlighted in the picture above. As you can see, "Bear" is old, tattered and missing lots of stuffing, but he still gets his job done.
For those of you with kids I'm sure you know what nite nite time is like when a sleeping toy is missing. Well this happened to us and I was so proud of our 6 year old. When we gave up searching he didn't cry and he didn't pout. He just walked off to have some quiet time by himself.
It is when he came back that things changed. He calmly asked me to help him hang these pieces of paper around the house.
I wasn't too sure what to say, but I think it is about the cutest thing I have ever seen:
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There is a Happy Ending. We found "Bear" hiding in a toy container the next day.
We have a nice Canon Powershot SD550. It is barely a year old and we have taken thousands and thousands of pictures with it. One of the kids slammed it on a table on our last vacation and the LCD stopped working.
Sending it back to Canon for repair yielded a $127 repair bill. A new camera (same model) costs about $320. What do you do? What is the cutoff for just saying screw it and buying a new one?
For us, we struggled over it for a long time and decided to just fix it. If the problem was caused by a defect I would have a hard time paying to have it repaired, but since it was caused by my break everything we touch children it made sense to just pay it.
Today after a power problem a production server wouldn't start correctly. We found a rogue root cron entry installed by a senior team member that deleted all files starting from root that hadn't been accessed in 4 days. Needless to say, that cron entry did a lot of damage.
I made a mistake like this once. There was a zero length file in / called ‘????’, so I, being the smartest unix guy on earth, did a rm ????. Little did I know that that would remove all files with a filename of length 4. Back then, on AIX the kernel was kept in a file called /unix, so on the next reboot you can guess what happened. That’s right….nothing!
That is how you learn the hard way. I spent most of that night restoring the system….it sucked!