I Need My Stuff
Mood:  a-ok

Before formating my computer, I saved all my stuff on the fileserver somewhere on our network. Fortunately, the file server runs on Linux. I will now create a batch file to mount my network folders on this computer. The batch file will contain something like this to mount the home folder (or H: drive):

sudo mount -t cifs -o username=username,password=password,uid=uid,gid=gid,rw //192.168.?.?/homefolder ~/Documents/Domain/User

And to mount the team folder:

sudo mount -t cifs -o username=username,password=password,uid=uid,gid=gid,rw //192.168.?.?/teamfolder ~/Documents/Domain/Team

For simplicity, I have made the username for Ubuntu similar to the one I use on the network. Therefore username (on the server), uid and gid (on my local machine) are all the same. Password is the one on the fileserver.

The next bunch of stuff is my email. What can I do without being ordered around by people sending stuff to my inbox and demanding my immediate attention!

I could simply use the web-based Zimbra client. But I prefer the desktop edition so that I can continue to read the instructions in my inbox even if I am not connected to our network.

One option is to download the client from the Zimbra website and run the straightforward installer. The other option is to find its personal package archive from https://launchpad.net/ubuntu/+ppas and add it to Ubuntu repos. I will use this second option.

>> Unfortunately, the only available zdesktop PPA is for Intrepid Ibex. So I have to install the desktop using a download from Zimbra.

Lucid Lynx
Mood:  irritated

Friday can be a boring working day, especially when you have a meeting in the afternoon, yet there is a Fifa World Cup match going on next door. Anyway, that is the price of saying I hereby wish, then the wish came true, I got this job.

I decided to spice up last Friday (2 July 2010) by formating my HP Pavilion and installing Ubuntu 10.04, 64 bit version. The basic install went well as expected. I have my keyboard, screen, sound, usb, network and all.

I will now build a useful webserver (test sever) following the roadmap I have placed on My Career webpage and post updates on this blog as I continue.

Fall My Way
Mood:  sad
Once upon a time there was this beautiful land where animals roamed from north to south and back, from east to west and back in search of greener pastures. The tribes of people in this land seemed to echo nature as they also migrated with their herds for greener pastures and in search of fertile agricultural land. These tribes would occasionally clash but they were constantly making peace with each other. Their world was beautiful.

And once upon a time, misfortune befell their land and changed their lives forever. The stronger of their men and women were forcibly removed. Their land became exclusive property of new acquaintances. Their gold and other minerals were mined at an accelerated pace. Their manuscripts were scattered all over the world.

The trend was set. It was a well-oiled machine. The fruits of their toil, the cream of their crop, the prime of their harvest would always find its way to tables on the other side. With time their circumstances became know as the third world, while others indulged in luxuries brought about by loot and misery. But the spirits of these people never dampened. A song continued to humm deep within their souls:

You shall rise
Your troubles will turn and walk away
You shall rise
And fortune will come your way
You shall rise, you shall rise

Stupid Question
Mood:  cool

Crash and burn or simply fade away? To those who would rather crash and burn, I say rock on. Unlike the punk, I'd rather defy gravity.

Talking of gravity reminds me of a story about this person who was knocked on his head by a falling apple. Instead of picking up the bloody apple (I am not trying to curse here, I am just imagining a fully ripe, succulent red apple) - so instead of him picking up and eating the apple, he wonders why it fell to the ground instead of disappearing into the sky. This person entertained this thought so much that he sparked a whole new field of study around falling apples.

What's bugging you? What's nagging at your mind? Are you afraid to ask stupid questions? Why did the apple fall down? Stupid question!

Start
Mood:  bright

For a long time now, I have neglected this personal space. Not because I was no longer interested in it, but because I never got around to doing what I really wanted to do with it.

The thought of people from other parts of the world having travelled in Lesotho thousands of miles better than me nagged at my mind. I thought I could travel around my country and show the results on this website, but time - it's never on our side. So I have to resign to a conclusion that some people will always travel more than others. Unfortunately, I am part of the latter - or am I?

So where do I go from here? Do I let deepmission crash and burn or simply fade away?