Friday about Folklife

Omaha asks, "Who's Tom Jones?"

Sigh.

I spent 10½ at work, finishing up the last of the Samba communication system. It's about as annoying as a mosquito that, once the permissions a user has for accessing a certain file are established, the authentication data is thrown away, so there's no effective way to do accounting about who asked for a file-- if there happen to be multiple accounts on an NT server accessing another NT server, the accounting data only tracks the file's access token and the who information is gone. Sigh.

We also determined that there are no lightweight file objects in NT; every reference to a file creates a new file object with all of that file's statistics and tier 1 permissions, even if all you're gonna do next is delete it. Needless to say, this makes deleting a tree over the network suck.

After this I went out to Folklife to meet up with Omaha and Kouryou-chan. They were already at the center house, dancing to some kind of swing band. fallenpegasus was there as well, helping to herd the sprog, who kept trying to climb into the elevator to found out where it went.

( Folklife! )