#Var's log

[muirrum]

i took this cartridge out for literally 30 seconds and now it's gone

[tortoise-teapot]

hm. making this post juuuuust in case im right

If Solas has a name change during veilguard it'll be to Suledin.

[thehardkandy]

Ahhhhh it's so good to have this new feature launched at work. It added so many good qol things (both for users and for dev/testing) AND eliminated a lottttttt of stuff that was throwing warnings and such to the error logs

the error log thing shouldnt make me feel so satisfied. but baby. i like it when things work with the appropriate checks

[bitacoradeinformaticajuangiraldo]

Clase de informatica25/4/2023

El dia de hoy vimos todo sobre variables y las aplicamos para hacer un texto de nuestra familia

[headphones-lifeform]

Tumblr in the Star Trek universe part 2 [part 1 here]

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There's a certain godlike being who's fond of visiting and irritating the captain. He's scared of our bartender.

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You are not entitled to share this. Go fuck yourself.

🥂storiesfromtenforward

You sound like a twitter user

#reblog meta

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Trying to learn the classic Uralaya-Var T'Solkar, Guv-Tvi-Rivak Torsu. [I do not have a lyre yet, so I used a ukulele instead. Apologies for all the fabric ruffling noises.]

#please correct me if I made any mistakes! #uralaya-var t'solkar guv-tvi-rivak torsu #music #is this alright @marlinspirkhall?

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i know real-person-fanfic is kinda problematic, but if you don't ship kirk and spock, have you even listened to the ncc-1701 shiplogs? especially during the second five year mission. married behviour fr.

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OP has a point. You should definitely listen to the second five-year-mission logs in your free time :) (BTW- I am an actual historian! this is my fact-checking-your-history-takes sideblog, so if you have any questions feel free to send me an ask)

⚔️lesbian-kahless Follow

OP WHERE DO YOU GET THE SHIP LOGS

#if you send that fucking 300 year old meme i am going to murder you/hj #do you listen to the ncc-1701 logs(queer history tag) #rpf posting on main

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#trillblr #trill #polls #my polls #tumblr polls #trill worm poll

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Hallways of the USS Enterprise-D (NCC-1701-D)

#not sure if you guys like the interior pics as much? #oh well #daily-starship-photos #the enterprise #the flagship

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[dendrobium-writes]

Upgrade

“I stopped by the store a couple days ago. I wanted to get you something to celebrate the anniversary of your creation. Keeping it hidden from you was difficult with that curious streak you’re on.”

...

“Oh, yep! Just hop up onto the workbench, hon. Alright, perfect. Now I’m going to shut you down for a few minutes, alright? It won’t be long, and you’re really going to love what I have planned here.”

...

“Okay, ready? Good. See you soon!”

...

[ 0.000000] Booting on physical CPU 0x0

[ 0.000000] Initializing cgroup subsys cpu

[ 0.000000] Initializing cgroup subsys cpuacct

[ 0.000000] Machine model: Unknown

[ 0.003000] Initializing cgroup subsys memory

[ 0.003093] Initializing cgroup subsys devices

[ 0.003151] Initializing cgroup subsys freezer

[ 0.003204] Initializing cgroup subsys net_cls

[ 0.003254] Initializing cgroup subsys blkio

[ 0.003377] CPU: Testing write buffer coherency: ok

[ Full boot time: 2.003421]

[ Additional boot data can be found in /var/log/boot]

...

“Welcome back! See, you were only out for about twenty minutes. That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

No, I guess it wasn’t.

“Mhm! So, how does it feel?”

How does what feel?

“Haven’t you noticed?”

Noticed what?

“That you’re speaking to me!”

I am?

“You are! This is much easier than reading that display on your face! Now you have a voice!”

A voice...? You’ve given me a voice!

“Do you like it?”

I love it!

“I’m glad. Now, why don’t we fine-tune it so it sounds exactly how you want?”

Alright!

[sentientcitysurvival]

Basic Linux Security

Install Unattended Upgrades and enable the "unattended-upgrades" service.

Install ClamAV and enable "clamav-freshclam" service.

Install and run Lynis to audit your OS.

Use the "last -20" command to see the last 20 users that have been on the system.

Install UFW and enable the service.

Check your repo sources (eg; /etc/apt/).

Check the /etc/passwd and /etc/shadow lists for any unusual accounts.

User the finger command to check on activity summaries.

Check /var/logs for unusual activity.

Use "ps -aux | grep TERM" or "ps -ef | grep TERM" to check for suspicious ongoing processes.

Check for failed sudo attempts with "grep "NOT in sudoers" /var/log/auth.log.

Check journalctl for system messages.

Check to make sure rsyslog is running with "sudo systemctl status rsyslog" (or "sudo service rsyslog status") and if it's not enable with "sudo systemctl enable rsyslog".

Perform an nmap scan on your machine/network.

User netstat to check for unusual network activity.

Use various security apps to test you machine and network.

Change your config files for various services (ssh, apache2, etc) to non-standard configurations.

Disabled guest accounts.

Double up on ssh security by requiring both keys and passwords.

Check your package manager for any install suspicious apps (keyloggers, cleaners, etc).

[lierrelearns]

Last set of signs from Gioji Temple! I found a super neat site called Koke Log while doing research on the plants for this post.

1 壱両 アリドオシ　[蟻通]　アカネ科の常緑小低木 [和名由来]　針がアリを刺し通すほど鋭いことから。 [歴史・文化]　センリョウ、マンリョウと一緒に植えて、[千両万両有り通し]と縁起をかつぐ俗信がある。 拾両 ヤブコウジ　[藪柑子]　ヤブコウジ科の常緑小低木 [和名由来]　やぶの中に生え、葉の形や果実がコウジに似ているため。 [歴史・文化]　武家の元服の髪そぎのときに、山菅に添えられた。 百両 カラタチバナ　[唐橘]　ヤブコウジ科の常緑小低木 [和名由来]　ヤマタチバナ (ヤブコウジの古名) に対してつけられた名。 [歴史・文化]　園芸品種が多い、実の色は赤白黄茶桃色など 千両 センリョウ　[千両] センリョウ科の常緑小低木 [和名由来]　マンリョウ科のカラタチバナが百両とあるのに対して、それよりも美しいという意味で千両とつけられた。 [歴史・文化]　センリョウはわが国原産。 万両 マンリョウ　[万両]　ヤブコウジ科の常緑小低木 [和名由来]　センリョウ科のセンリョウ (千両) ゆりも実が美しいため。 [歴史・文化]　江戸時代の頃から園芸品種となる。

2 [Left to right] こけのいろいろ ヒノキゴケ ホソバシラガゴケ オオシラガゴケ ギンゴケ シノブゴケ [No caption] タマゴケ フデゴケ ヤマトフデゴケ ハイゴケ コウヤノマンネングサ [No caption] カモジゴケ スナゴケ ナガエノスナゴケ カサゴケ ミズゴケ

3. 4. 5 スギゴケ ヒノキゴケ (シッポゴケ) 祇王寺の苔

Vocab 壱 (いち) one [in documents] 両 (りょう) old type of coin 蟻通 (あ��どおし) Damnacanthus indicus アカネ科 (あかねか) Rubiaceae 常緑 (じょうりょく) evergreen 低木 (ていぼく) shrubbery 千両 (センリョウ) sarcandra glabra/bone-knitted lotus 万両 (まんりょう) ardisia crenata/coralberry 縁起を担ぐ (えんぎをかつぐ) to be superstitious, believe in omens 俗信 (ぞくしん) folk belief 拾 (じゅう) ten [in documents] 藪柑子 (やぶこうじ) ardisia japonica/spearflower ヤブコウジ科 Myrsinaceae やぶ thicket, bush, grove コウジ malt (grows on rice, beans, etc) 元服 (げんぷく) coming-of-age ceremony (Nara-Muromachi periods) 削ぐ (そぐ) to shave (off) 山菅 (やますげ) mountain sedge 添える (そえる) to garnish, accompany 唐橘 (からたちばな) trifoliate orange/hardy orange 園芸品種 (えんげいひんしゅ) cultivar センリョウ科 Chloranthaceae ヒノキゴケ Pyrrhobryum dozyanum ホソバシラガゴケ Leucobryum juniperoideum オオシラガゴケ Leucobryum scabru ギンゴケ Bryum argeteneum シノブゴケ Thuidicaceae (the family was about as specific as I could find) タマゴケ Bartramia pomiformus フデゴケ Campylopus umbellatus ヤマトフデゴケ Campylopus japonica ハイゴケ Hypnum plumaeform Wilson コウヤノマンネングサ Climacium japonicum カモジゴケ Dicranum scoparium スナゴケ Racomitrium canescens ナガエノスナゴケ Racomitrium fasciculare var. atroviride カサゴケ Rhodobryum roseum ミズゴケ Sphagnum (genus) スギゴケ Polytrichum juniperinum 苔 (こけ) moss

[nevzatboyraz44]

AY DÜNYA İÇİN YARATILMIŞ BİR GÖK CİSMİ

Eğer Ay var olmasaydı Dünya üzerinde gel-git olayı olmayacak; dolayısıyla da Ay’ın dünyanın dönüşü üzerindeki frenleme etkisi olmayacak ve Dünya şimdikinden çok daha hızlı dönecekti.

Bundan dolayı hava, kara ve denizler arasındaki ısı değişimi daha hızlı olacak ve yeryüzünde doğu-batı doğrultusunda saatteki hızı yüzlerce kilometre olan kasırgalar esecekti.

Bu durumda Dünya, canlıların yaşamasına imkan tanımayan şiddetli fırtınaların ve kasırgaların hiç kesilmediği bir gezegen olurdu. Allah, Ay’ı yeryüzünde insan yaşamına elverişli koşulların var olması için yaratmıştır.

القمر جرم سماوي خُلِق من أجل الأرض

لو لم يكن القمر موجوداً لما حدثت ظاهرة المد والجزر على الأرض، وبالتالي لما كان للقمر تأثير كابح على دوران الأرض، ولكانت الأرض تدور بسرعة أكبر كثيراً مما هي عليه الآن. وبالتالي فإن التبادل الحراري بين الهواء والأرض والبحار سيكون أسرع، ولكانت الأعاصير التي تصل سرعتها إلى مئات الكيلومترات في الساعة تهب في اتجاه الشرق والغرب. وفي هذه الحالة لكانت الأرض كوكباً لا تتوقف فيه العواصف والأعاصير العنيفة أبداً، مما يجعل بقاء الكائنات الحية مستحيلاً. لقد خلق الله القمر حتى تتوفر الظروف الملائمة للحياة البشرية على الأرض.

THE MOON IS A CELESTIAL BODY CREATED FOR THE EARTH

If the Moon did not exist, there would be no tidal phenomena on the Earth; therefore, the Moon would have no braking effect on the Earth's rotation and the Earth would rotate much faster than it does now.

Therefore, the heat exchange between the air, land and seas would be faster and hurricanes with speeds of hundreds of kilometers per hour would blow in the east-west direction.

In this case, the Earth would have been a planet where violent storms and hurricanes would never cease, making it impossible for living beings to survive.

Allah created the moon so that conditions favorable to human life could exist on the earth.

[valentine1994]

Jag väcktes i mitten av natten av smärtan i handen. Den hade börjat sträcka sig från fingertopparna till axeln, det är nerven som är klämd förklarade läkaren. Du har fått karpaltunnelsyndromen sa han och hans blick var stilla. Jag vet inte om jag någonsin kommer att vänja mig vid den stillheten i ansiktet, i hela kroppen hos svenskarna. Jag känner igen fransmännen i Stockholm för de tittar på allt och alla med orolig blick, stirrar sedan vänder sig om, som om de var förföljda av ett spöke, de ser rädda ut.

Läkaren var fortfarande brun från sin semester i den franska rivieran trots att det var oktober, den fula vita läkaruniformen passade honom förvånansvärt bra och hans förnamn lät lite franskt trots att han hette Andersson i efternamn. Det verkar vara en grej i den delen av stan, alla är liksom besatta av Frankrike och jag behandlas bättre än andra för att jag heter Valentine och har en brytning. Häromdagen ringde min mamma när jag stod i kö på ICA Roslagstull och den snygga blonda kassörskan tappade plötligt sin resting bitch face, log mot mig och gav mig rabatt för något som skulle gå ut 5 dagar senare. Allt jag behöver göra är att babbla på franska i telefon och hela Östermalm bugar sig för mig men de hör inte att jag har en bonnig dialekt.

Jag väckte A som gick upp och gav mig en Alvedon, det har blivit en vana hos oss, en liten koreografi som upprepas varannan dag: jag vaknar i mitten av natten och har ont, han går upp och ger mig en Alvedon och sedan somnar vi om. Hans väckarklocka ringde 2 timmar senare och han gick upp och jag låtsades sova för att anledningen till att han ställt väckarklockan 8:30 på en söndag var att han skulle göra mig frukost och ta ut de presenter han gömt i skrivbordslådan när han trodde att jag inte såg. Det var min trettioårsdag och jag låg där och blundade och lyssnade på allt han gjorde. Efter fem minuter kom ångesten och jag började röra på mig, satte mig i sängen men han sa nej, sov, en kvart till bara.

Vi åt en liten frukost och mina föräldrar ringde, och min gudmor ringde, och 50% av min släkt smsade, sedan promenerade vi till Humlegården och åt lunch på ett franskt ställe där ägaren har en moustache och ser misstänksamt på alla de som kommer in men han går undan med att vara borderline otrevlig för han ser fransk ut. Bredvid oss satt ett franskt par och jag frågade dem om de var här på besök, nej de var här för jobbet och de bodde på hotel Diplomat och det syntes. I vanliga fall hade jag inte försökt prata med sådana parisianska finansmänniskor men den dagen hade jag tvättat håret och hade på mig min ulltröja från DAY by Birger et Mikkelsen och min Malene Birger svarta kappa. Jag har liksom blivit besatt av de danska modemärkena och har alltid ett paket på väg från något outlet företag. Ingenting känns sorgligare än att gå ner till den paketboxen och hämta mina rabatterade danska kläder. BankID, bluetooth, bekräfta hämtning, tyst för mig själv upprepar jag: "det är en investering".

Dagen efter började rynkorna plötligt synas på mitt ansikte, jag lovar, jag kan inte längre lägga eyeliner runt ögonen för den rinner direkt in i rynkorna. Som varje morgon gick jag gick ner till Pressbyrå och köpte kaffe och där stod en kvinna (tjej?) med sådana rynkor vid ögonen och tittade på frallorna. Hon hade försökt dölja rynkorna med orange foundation så att de syntes ännu mer och hade på sig en trench coat från Bershka. Jag drog slutsatsen att hon var född 92.

Det är något med oss som är födda mellan 90 och 95. Vi styr inte längre utseendevärlden, vi ramlade 2018 och har sedan dess legat där i diket med våra high waisted jeans. Ser på grunge fairycore snyggingar passera, de ser inte på oss. Några av oss har inte slutat sminka sina ögonbryn, har liksom blivit missbrukare. Springer mot Anastasia-pennan som alkoholister springer mot flaskan. Vi blev inte inkluderade i årets 2009-mode-revival för vi tar sociala medier på allvar och följer konton som heter typ juliafashionblog. Jag önskar att jag kunde vara med i 2009-trenden men det krävs ironi, ett slags avståndstagande, för att cosplaya en anorektiker-emo utan att egentligen ha ätstörningar.

[muirrum]

holy shit this whole time i was thinking this piece of shit server was just a ten year old Dell or HP piece of shit, but turns out it's an even worse ten year old piece of shit made by some company called Penguin Solutions with a "warranty" that expired in 2017

[petterbrorson]

Den gamla sågen, akvarell, 36x26,5 cm

Förra sommaren tog pappa med mig på en rundtur till vackra platser i den delen av Värmland där jag växte upp. Det sista stoppet var de här lämningarna av en gammal såg. Det var som att se en uråldrig ruin i skogen, där träd, mossor och lavar hade börjat återta strukturer byggda av människan, men den här sågen var i bruk ända till 1940-talet och sysselsatte sex (eller var det nio?) personer. Nu finns det en avverkningsanmälan på skogen runtom den här platsen, så jag vet inte vad som kommer att vara kvar av det här nästa gång jag som jag åker dit. Känns så sorgligt.

...

The old sawmill, watercolour, 36x26,5 cm Last summer, my dad took me on a tour of beautiful places around the parts of Värmland where I grew up. The last stop was these remnants of an old sawmill. It it was like seeing an ancient ruin in the forest, where trees, mosses and lichens had started to repossess the man made structures, but this sawmill was in use until the 1940's and employed six (or was it 9?) people. Now there's a notification for logging the forest around this place, so I don't know what will be left of this the next time I go there. Makes my heart sink.

[drhoz]

#2336 - Pseudocyphellaria faveolata - Honeycombed Specklebelly

AKA Crocodia cellulifera, Diphanosticta cellulifera, Lobaria billardierei var. cellulifera, Pseudocyphellaria cellulifera, Pseudocyphellaria condensata, Sticta billardierei var. cellulifera, Sticta cellulifera, Sticta condensata, Sticta elatior, Sticta fossulata var. cellulifera, Sticta faveolata, Sticta foveolata var. cellulifera, and Sticta lorifera. The fronds can be quite variable in size and shape, hence the proliferation of synonyms.

Found in New Zealand, SE Australia, Tasmania, and the southern end of South America. It grows on bark and twigs in windswept coastal scrub, lowland coastal forest, beech forest, mixed beech-podocarp forest, subalpine scrub close to or above treeline, and on successional vegetation in disturbed sites. Especially large and common in wet open forest habitats, close to margins of the forest. Intolerant of full shade.

Many species of Pseudocyphellaria are cyanolichens, containing the cyanobacterium Nostoc as a photobiont. This makes the lichens quite important in the nitrogen budget of their environment. Other species also contain the green alga Dictyochloropsis and restrict the Nostoc to warty gall-like structures on the lower surface of the lichen.

Some Pseudocyphellaria use either - P. murrayi and P. rufovirescens are actually the same fungus forming two very different lichens, one with a cyanobacterium and one with a green alga.

Many species of Pseudocyphellaria are restricted to old-growth forests in humid areas, and are therefore threatened by logging. Pseudocyphellaria crocata is severely threatened in Scandinavia, a development partly attributed to global warming and an attendant increase in grazing from snails.

Whakapapa Village, North Island Volcanic Plateau, New Zealand.

[lizardsaredinosaurs]

American Hart's Tongue Fern (Asplenium scolopendrium var americanum)

Eastern USA and Canada

Status: Threatened

Threats: Logging, development, climate change

[onyxedskies]

— “can… can i have a hug? please?”

for a character you think would be embarrassed to ask for a hug

var your requests always HIT

pairing: gerome/lucina/inigo

word count: 594

Gerome was not one to ask for much of anything.

He kept to himself, for the most part. He cared for his companions, of course–cared deeply, even if he struggled to show it, even if he cared for each in a different way–but he was not one to reach out. He was not necessarily proud of his self-sufficience, but he was satisfied to know that should the worst take hold, he would be prepared.

And yet none of his usual mantras–none of that typical satisfaction–reached him now.

It was dark out, not that it ever wasn't. It felt to him as though it were night, though he knew the sleep cycles of himself and the others were no longer aligned with the theoretical daylight hours. They were camped, between missions, somewhere between the Feroxi border and Ylisstol; he sat close enough to the fire to feel its warmth, but far enough away that the low murmurs of his companions did not necessarily disturb him.

Lucina and Inigo were sat together at the log closest to Gerome's own, holding hands and basking in each other's presence. It did not surprise him; Inigo had been holding down the northern fort, while Lucina had mostly been stuck in Ylisstol. Gerome had been lucky enough to see them both intermittently, and yet there was a gnawing in his heart as he saw the gentle touch.

It only increased when he realized the casual touches that lingered all around him. Noire was massaging Brady's neck, Cynthia was gently brushing through Yarne's fur, Severa was curled up on the ground at Kjelle's feet with her hair half-braided. Gerome fought the urge to wrap his arms around himself, instead busying his hands with a loose thread on his cotton shirt.

Inigo and Lucina stood after a moment. They looked at him; when they made eye contact, Inigo subtly nodded towards his tent, a hopeful sort of invitation written all over his face. Gerome stood wordlessly, following them into the already-pitched canvas, ducking beneath the top and arranging himself on the edge of Inigo's cot.

There was silence for a moment save for the rustling of Inigo and Lucina arranging themselves. They rarely touched him, per his own request; he found himself resenting the barriers he had put up in the beginning to protect some sort of pride.

"Can..." His voice failed him; he cleared his throat and tried again, trying to ignore the burning in his cheeks. "Can I have a hug?"

It was quiet, almost like an admission of guilt. But immediately, Inigo's strong arms were around him, tucking him beneath his chin, and he heard Lucina move before he felt her hugging him from behind. He took a shaky breath, struggling with the affection that he needed oh-so-desperately.

"We're right here," Lucina whispered. She pulled away ever-so-slightly, just enough to pepper chaste kisses to the back of his neck. "We're always here."

"Thank you," Gerome managed, his voice thick. He closed his eyes, willing tears not to form, but then Inigo pressed a kiss to the top of his head and Gerome lost the battle with his body.

It was nothing dramatic. He did not sob or wail; it was a bout of silent weeping. But still, Inigo and Lucina held him through it, Inigo beginning to hum a simple melody and Lucina gently running her hands through his hair and massaging his shoulders.

Gerome had always struggled with intimacy. He had a feeling he always would. But with them... the idea of it became a little more tolerable.

[lizhly-writes]

listen. listen what if i study for my exams by turning all the concepts i need to learn into characters and plots.

what if i talk about a cat made up of words. it likes eating them too, and will happily go and thieve away whatever book or document you've set aside and just eat it all. it'll give some back to you, though! you know, if you know the right command and you know what to look for.

its name is Chmod, and hanging from its collar are three tokens with numbers on it and if you grab the right token you could change the words written on its body and own it.

it leaves footprints made of words behind when it jogs, but not for long. they fade away in seconds, sent away to a mythical place called Varlog, where you can only enter if you have the right key.

anyway, this is my attempt to link together all the file manipulation commands for my exam, featuring:

cat (lets you view entire file)

head & tail (look, it's a cat, of course it has a head and tail, and each of them have 10 words each)

grep (the command you need to get words from the cat)

chmod (the name of the cat, and also the command you need to change file permissions)

logger (the command to add messages to var/log/syslog and look, i figured jogging was close enough, okay)