My doorbell rang about an hour ago. I didn't answer. Not because of any anti-social tendancies that are developing due to my work-from-home lifestyle though; I just didn't have pants on. It was late in the afternoon, I had no more scheduled video chats, and I'm conserving laundry by not dirtying my clothes at the same velocities as you office dwelling schmucks. Don't hate me just because I'm saving the environment more than you are.
Anyway, my doorbell right? I honestly never answer unless the wife tells me there's something I must sign for. (Even then it depends on if she's been on her best behavior.) But the storm door rustled, no criminal attempted to make entry, and I went back to work. My next trip downstairs, I check the door and there's my Hornady Critical Defense ammunition I ordered from Gander Mountain!
In shocked disbelief that I didn't have to at least be present, much less sign for my package, I racked my rounds up. Not before beating my chest three times screaming "'MURICA!" however. What struck me afterward is that I don't believe what just happened is entirely legal. In fact, SmartGunLaws.org claims there's a federally mandated minimum age of 18 for [federally] unlicensed persons to possess hangun ammo. Should I not have been required to receive my package in person?
That leads to some potentially scary thoughts. The parent in me is screaming out in fits of rage. What if a peer of my child purchased ammo because it was locked up at their house but they could access a weapon? What if I had been a felon prohibited from even owning a weapon? I should probably contact both Gander Mountain & UPS about this egregious lack of accountability!
Luckily for them, I'm not a parent and I had some schmutz on one of my monitors. I just grabbed some paper towel & windex and went back to my desk.
Work Stuff
I Can Haz Varnish?!
If my Bulleit bourbon burn rate was in Zabbix, it'd be alerting this week.
Having not been a Varnish kind of guy in the past, it's made my on-boarding to my new team pretty rough. I just hope that aspect of me alone doesn't cause the formation of an opinion. It's been nothing short of babby's first web cache.
NFS Debauchery
Before going further and being too judgemental, I should at least note this setup predated EFS.
One application I'm working on has a pretty authoritative NFS setup. Now before you get the wrong idea, I say "authoritative" only because everything is tied into this bastard. There's three of them, one for each of the dev, qa, and prod environments.
It holds configs, Drupal code, logs, static assets, the whole shebang. And for multiple web head nodes. I can understand how this paradigm makes life easier on devs that are provided with a single place to update their code but it violates every other sector of my mental capacity.
To top it all off, there are 6+ EBS volumes added to these monstrosities where every pair is it's own software RAID 1 array.
Decommission unused EBS volumes for [Customer] NFS
That's the [relevant] task in my sprint this week but with legacy & "next-gen" contents intermingled throughout all the filesystems, that's easier said that done.
I say we introduce a pinch of bitrot and let this beast teach a lesson that's long overdue.