Dgplug

goofing off near a canal, somewhere outside Keukenhof, in the Netherlands The last five years have been, to put it mildly, a bit trying. I lost my father, my brother, my clients1, and quite a bit of my sanity. I lost a lot of weight and then gained it all again. The career pivot is going slower than expected. I feel pettily jealous of the bright young minds I mentor, when they go on to accomplish great new things, while I am here, clawing the mud. There are days, I don’t want to get out of bed at all. ...

Dad “He’s dead?” said Princess. […] “Who told you that?” said Grandad. “We keep that name moving in the Overhead,” he said, and it seemed to Princess that the wind in the shutter arrays above her blew more forlornly […] His name is in the code, in the wind, in the rigging, and the shutters. Haven’t you ever heard the saying, ...

Update, 2024-02-16: Six months later … A couple of years ago, around this time, I upgraded to the best reading experience I could afford at the time. I got me a Kindle Oasis. I called it my Hole Hawg. And boy, has it served me like one. And while it has done, everything it promised it would do, I found myself outgrowing it and needing something more powerful. ...

To create the htpasswd file along with its first user, I just: htpasswd -c /path/to/htpasswdfile/htpasswd some-user It’ll ask you for the password for that user, encrypt it and store it in that location. Add these lines to get Nginx to use the file for basic auth: auth_basic "Login to Proceed: "; #(or whatever message you want) auth_basic_user_file /path/to/htpasswdfile/htpasswd; To append another user to the htpasswd file do: htpasswd /path/to/htpasswd/htpasswd second-user That ought to do it. P.S. Install apache-utils on Debian or use Paru/Yay to install nginx_passwd on Arch. ...

Just something that kept coming to mind today. I met an old friend the other day. We’d fallen out of touch and gone our separate ways. We were both gifted watches by another friend of ours at the time. And they pointed out to me, I was still wearing the same watch. I gently pointed out to them, that this watch was a different one, something the better half gifted me just after we got married. This is a white dial, see. The old one was blue. And then we moved on to other things. What I didn’t tell them, was that I still have the old one. It’s battered. It’s scratched. It works. It keeps perfect time. It’s beautiful.1 ...

As I have begun learning Go (or golang as I needed to use for searching on the web), I’ve been running into some sort of chasm that the Go language seems to have crossed1 that my old textbook obviously could not have foreseen when it was published.2 The book asks me to do a go run . to get my file to compile and run. Go seems to having none of it. ...