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By ana (Sat Jul 24, 2010 at 06:17:29 PM EST) readme (all tags)
Data, lost and found, and...


So as I've said elsewhere, I've been working on a re-analysis of a subset of the data we took before the Chandra X-ray Observatory was launched (11 years ago yesterday morning, hey). The data were taken over about 8 months (most of it; supporting calibrations the previous and following years) in 1996 and 1997.

I knew this stuff was valuable at the time, so I had a minion sorting out CD-sized chunks and burning it to disk. I ended up with seven disks which represented about 2/3 of the Phase One data, and then for some reason we stopped doing that. And it turns out the last of those seven disks is unreadable.

Not to worry, we have about six copies of everything on disk, copied from little disks to big disks multiple times over the years. They're all nearly complete, but, well, missing little bits here and there.

So I was excited to learn that one of our NASA colleagues insisted on a copy of all the data when the testing was done, which he burned to a Jaz disk (hooboy, is that ever upwards compatible... not!) from his NextStation or whatever they called those things back then. Mirabile dictu, he's managed to read that disk.

So this afternoon I spent 3 minutes ftp-ing it over the home network to my laptop, where it occupies about half of one percent of the available disk space.

How the times change.

So I'm sitting in my recliner doing that, and writing the "thanks!" e-mail, when the world explodes.

A dog walked by with his person on a leash. This is a mortal offense, apparently. So both dogs started barking, and Rusti led the frenzied procession to the back door to see if she could get another glimpse of the offender, barking her fool head off.

Into the waiting arms of a sleeping cat. Who doesn't take kindly to being disturbed, stepped on, snapped at, whatever. When Rusti is startled or scared, she attacks. The cat would win that contest, hands down, even starting from a dead sleep.

The barking went from "you kids get off my lawn" to "prey!!!111eleventyone"* before I could get to the kitchen. Where I found Rusti, remarkably calm and contrite, at a respectful distance from Calcifer, who was hissing at her. And growling. He never growls.

Nobody's bleeding, and the critters touched noses several times afterwards. Rusti coughed a couple times, so I wondered if Calcifer had managed to damage her neck somehow, but she seems to be fine now. And Rocky, the sweetest, most submissive dog in the world, is sure that whatever it was that happened must be his fault somehow, poor puppy, even though he wasn't involved beyond a bit of barking. So I comforted him, too.

Now: Rocky and Rusti are sleeping on the couch across the room, and Calcifer is curled up in my lap, likewise asleep. Though, I expect, with half an eye open waiting for the next unprovoked dog attack.

*Perhaps the proper reading is "You and me, Garbage Truck! We both know which one of us is bigger. Right here. Right now."

Apparently toxicfur had a grand time seeing Melissa Etheridge in concert in Atlanta. S is a woman who was introduced to this music by toxicfur, when they were in college together, and her kids were little. I have a cell-phone pic of blue spotlights on something to prove she was there.

She'll be back Monday in time for (half a day of) work. zzzZZZZzzz.

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critters by yankeehack (2.00 / 0) #1 Sat Jul 24, 2010 at 06:58:54 PM EST
The formerly stray cat I adopted back in October has gone from feral keep-away-from-me to ohmygodwhereareyouintheapartment.

She just about died of joy when I returned to the apartment to feed her on Thursday.

Her newest thing is to sleep with me. But not just be on the bed, no, it's she has to touch me when she's sleeping. A paw here or a nose there.

That, and she loves to lick me and LO with her itty bitty tongue. Although I suspect she's just making sure you're still breathing.
"...she dares to indulge in the secret sport. You can't be a MILF with the F, at least in part because the M is predicated upon it."-CBB

still breathing by sasquatchan (2.00 / 0) #2 Sat Jul 24, 2010 at 08:15:20 PM EST
so she can steal the rest of your breath..

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Well, that by yankeehack (2.00 / 0) #3 Sat Jul 24, 2010 at 08:25:21 PM EST
and I think she'd have me for dinner.
"...she dares to indulge in the secret sport. You can't be a MILF with the F, at least in part because the M is predicated upon it."-CBB
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Ours take turns sleeping... by ana (2.00 / 0) #4 Sat Jul 24, 2010 at 08:39:29 PM EST
on top of me. They move in as soon as I start to move around in the morning, or if they think it should be breakfast time. (See Simon's Cat for illustration.)

One morning toxicfur remarked that it must not have been six o'clock yet, because I wasn't covered with cats.

"And this ... is a piece of Synergy." --Kellnerin

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Calcifer would definitely win by toxicfur (4.00 / 1) #5 Sat Jul 24, 2010 at 08:42:57 PM EST
I'm glad no one was hurt, though.
The amount of suck that you can put up with can be mind-boggling, but it only really hits you when it then ceases to suck. -- Kellnerin
Critters by notafurry (4.00 / 2) #6 Sun Jul 25, 2010 at 02:19:53 AM EST
I should start that although we are not "dog people", there are two pit bulls that reside at our house. This is because we are fundamentally not capable of living alone - it's too calm, quiet, and reasonable. So my brother and his fiance are currently living with us, and they come with the pit bulls - Sassy and Sophie. We also have two cats. Doorstop is a fairly elderly cat, standard short hair tabby, and big - roughly 20 pounds and most of it is not belly. Mira is smaller but otherwise colored the same.

Now, both dogs are well behaved around the kids (we had a short and simple conversation about death and the swift wings on which it rides should that not be the case) and generally don't cause any issues. They spend most of every day in the huge back yard and come in for the evening before spending the night in my brother's room. The cats resent the dogs, but Doorstop lived with my ex-wife's dog for most of his life and doesn't really mind them provided they know their place - beneath him, that is. Mira is convinced they're going to kill her and manages to be elsewhere when they come in.

The other night, the dogs came in as normal. Sitting in the living room, chilling; Sassy was shortly asleep, Sophie curled up beside her but wide awake and alert. Mira was asleep on the back of the couch; Doorstop was curled up in my lap on the couch keeping an eye on the dogs.

Then Mira woke up. Dogs! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!eleven She freaked, jumped up, hissed, and ran.

Doorstop, hearing his compatriot and fellow cat under attack, jumped to her defense. Onto Sassy.

Sophie, seeing Doorstop attacking, barked and growled.

Sassy woke up to Sophie barking in her ear and Doorstop's claws in her ass. She yelped and took off - directly towards Mira. Doorstop held on. Sophie gave chase, barking at Doorstop. And the races began; Mira panicked and ran in circles around the room looking for an exit and apparently couldn't pick one. Sassy followed, head down, yelping, tail between her legs and a 20 pound cat literally hanging on to her ass. Doorstop didn't let go through the remainder of the event, hissing and spitting and clawing Sassy. And Sophie brought up the rear, barking at Doorstop and making Sassy run faster.

After three laps, I managed to grab Sassy, my brother got Doorstop, the fiance grabbed Sophie and Mira found an exit. Damage - a few scratches to Sassy, more to me from Doorstop's takeoff, and one broken end table.

Three laps of the living room later, we managed to get things under control.

That. Was. Awesome. by wiredog (2.00 / 0) #7 Mon Jul 26, 2010 at 10:10:40 AM EST

Earth First!
(We can strip mine the rest later.)

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I thought you were going to say .... by Tonatiuh (2.00 / 0) #8 Mon Aug 09, 2010 at 08:42:34 PM EST
... the dog eat your home work.

Your home work with the only copy of Chandra's observatory data.

Now that would have been, er, unnerving....

Things have gone missing... by ana (2.00 / 0) #9 Mon Aug 09, 2010 at 08:48:55 PM EST
over the years. We're slowly recovering people's deep backups.

"And this ... is a piece of Synergy." --Kellnerin

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That is very reassuring ... by Tonatiuh (2.00 / 0) #10 Wed Aug 11, 2010 at 11:24:19 AM EST
... if rocket scientists struggle with their backups then there is hope for the rest of us ;-)

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