W8DFL QSL Cards – 2/28/2011

A good batch for today! Partly a good batch because there’s some from Hungary — where my parents grew up.

Ok, my mom grew up in Romania, but that’s a story for another day.

A bit more of the strangeness about the “countries.” We have Northern Ireland, Scotland and Wales all represented here. Of course if you ask folks from Great Britain they’ll tell you they’re English or Welsh or what-have-you. I’ve had that done to me in the past before.

I guess if you’re talking to a Texan you might get the same reaction.  Wink

Anyway… I digress.

I don’t know of a more Scottish sport than tossing the Caber. Maybe there are better sports, but I don’t know if there are any that are more iconic.

That and wearing kilts.

This card is cool for me.

The address is someplace I’ve been at. Or at least in front of. It was walking distance from the hotel that En and I stayed at the times we were in Budapest. In fact we have walked there many times. It was just past the metro station that we went to to get anywhere. My dad and I walked there with En when we went there a few years back. We had coffee across the street at the Hotel Astoria Cafe.  :’-)


View HA1ZD in a larger map

Why the one from HB9IJ? I just like Peter’s 1958 cat.

Another interesting thing I just noticed from this series:

(The first one from GI6TK is a blind operator BTW)

If you look in the upper left corner you’ll see “Mullard.” This can only refer to Mullard Tubes. And to top it off they’re still being made! This really has to be some variety of sponsored QSL card program. Buy tubes, get cards. Anyone know anything more? They have a standardized back and feature the British equivalent to the ARRL, the RSGB.

By the numbers:

G3ODB		England			?	?	?
GI4RY		Northern Ireland	10/14/1959	10	Fone
GI6TK		Northern Ireland	1/24/1970	10	SSB	Blind Op
GI6VU		Northern Ireland	2/7/1972	15	SSB
GM3BCL		Scotland		2/7/1960	10	AM
GW3AHN		Wales			11/22/1959	10	Fone
GW3LEW		Wales			2/9/1959	10	Fone
GW3NNF		Wales			1/2/1971	10	SSB
GW3VBX		Wales			2/7/1971	10	SSB
GW4IUK		Wales			3/2/1981	15	SSB
HA1ZD		Hungary			11/30/1975	20	CW
HA3MB		Hungary			3/21/1970	17	SSB
HA4KYH		Hungary	HA4KYH_1	1/18/1972	15	SSB
HA4KYH		Hungary	HA4KYH_2	3/21/1972	15	SSB
HA8KUC		Hungary			3/21/1972	15
HB9BJS		Switzerland		7/3/1980	15	SSB
HB9GS		Switzerland		4/3/1972	15	SSB
HB9IJ		Switzerland		11/14/1958	10	Fone
HB9PT		Switzerland		11/22/1959	10	Fone
HB9WH		Switzerland		10/15/1959	10	Fone

WordPress, GoDaddy, MySQL – Fixing Server 500 Errors

I’ve been getting frustrated lately about the fact that I was getting random errors on this site.

Of course “BEWARE Sharks” doesn’t tell me a whole lot.

The problem has been going on off-and-on for a few weeks now. The blog site varies between working great around 80% of the time, partly rendering a page around 10 percent of the time (sometimes the part is just plain blank, but no error) and giving me a cute “BEWARE Sharks” error the other 10% of the time.

I know the error is coming from deep down in IIS since the location that’s being referenced isn’t on my site at all — it’s on a *.secureserver.net server which is their internal hosting domain.

I filed a support ticket and got a ticket number but I wasn’t able to find some way of updating the ticket to include a picture. It’s exactly this reason I called up their tech support.

So, as of right this second I’m on the phone with tech support to try to fix the problem… (note, I wrote this a few hours ago)

The tech told me that the server was just fine and something in the WordPress install was hosed up. So the net result of the call was a fail. I don’t much blame him though since the solution turned out to have nothing at all to do with the server that was hosting the blog.

So, it was problem solving time.

First off, let’s turn off the stupid shark thing. That tells me absolutely nothing.

In the root of the server I added a web.config with the following.

<configuration>
  <system.webServer>
    <asp scriptErrorSentToBrowser="true"/>
    <httpErrors errorMode="Detailed"/>
  </system.webServer>
</configuration>

This successfully got rid of the shark. I was able to see that the PHP FAST CGI runner was timing out.

Foo! That’s not telling me much more than I already know! I learned that the timeout was 60 seconds, but not much else.

Googling around for “WordPress 500 Error” mostly pointed to misbehaving plug-ins or themes. Thankfully I have a few other sites hosted in the same IIS instance and they have different sets of plug-ins. They were having the identical issue as.

At this point I started to turn on the debug mode of WordPress by setting debug mode in the wp-config.php file:

define('WP_DEBUG', true);

This didn’t get me a whole lot more info. Still things were varying between slow and dead. Mostly dead.

I googled around a bit more to see if anyone else had this problem and some people did have a similar problem. Several folks mentioned optimizing the MySQL database. That’s something that I’ve not done yet so it’s worth a try.

Logging onto GoDaddy I went to manage the database so I could optimize it. The problem was the DB interface as slow as well. It was very similar to how the site felt.

!

So I had a thought: “I wonder if the MySQL server is hosed?”

I backed up the database, created a new one and restored the backup to the new database. From looking at the interface these databases resided on very different servers. The old one lived at 173.201.88.* and the new one at 97.74.31.*. Well that’s a plus.

The management interface for the new database was quick!

From here it was coasting as I pointed the WordPress installs over to the new database. They were restored from the old DB so nothing at all changed. A few rapid-fire edits to the wp-config.php’s to set the DB settings to the server was all it took to get things retargeted to the working database.

And now we have the happy ending: things are fast again!

The Man In Black

Listening to Pandora I had my “Cake Radio” channel pumping out some tunes. A Johnny Cash song came on: “Man In Black.”

The third verse goes:

I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you’d think He’s talking straight to you and me.

I had an instinctive flinch at that. And it’s not for what I thought.

It really dawned on me that that how I describe myself as areligious is exactly what I am.

An atheist would want to preach the gospel of “There Is No God.” Now I think that it’s just plain annoying.

If you are happy, religious or atheist, don’t try to force people to believe as you do. Lead by your actions. If people see you being happy they might ask — then you can lead them down your path.

I used to call myself agnostic, now I think that term is way too wishy-washy.

I don’t care how a person finds happiness. The notion of religion is not relevant to my existence. The important thing is that they wind up happy — and the people around them are happy too. I can’t argue about the line “the road to happiness through love and charity.”

I agree. It is.

I hope everyone can fine a framework that gets them there — whatever that framework is.

So, you might ask, “what is your view on things?”

That’s a hard question. I tend to be pretty spiritual. I know that’s a cop-out. I don’t have a god that I believe in; I don’t have a framework. If there is anything I can write it would be along the lines of “God is all around us, God is all of us, God is everything.”

</shrug>

I just try to be a good person. If there is no god then I’m happy with my actions. If there is a god I hope that he/she/it/they can look at my actions and intentions and see me for the man I am.

Pressure Cooker Chicken Stock

Here’s another quick recipe: pressure cooker chicken stock!

Ingredients

  • 1 Onion, chopped
  • A bit of oil
  • 6 pounds chicken (leg quarters separated into drumstick and thigh)
  • Water (10 cups is a good starting point)
  • 2 bay leaves
  • Salt and pepper to taste

Directions

Brown the onions in the oil. Dump in the rest of the ingredients. Bring to a boil and pressurize the cooker to high pressure. Cook for 45 minutes. Leave off heat for another 15 minutes. Quickly release the pressure. Strain out the liquid and skim off the fat as best as you can.

Commentary

I got this recipe from cooks. The Good Eats recipe is almost the same except he doesn’t brown the onions and uses a carrot and celery too (to make a mirepoix). The stuff that goes in isn’t important. Cooks says use the chicken leg quarters. I couldn’t find packages that add up to 6 pounds, so I tossed in some chicken backs. If you only use the backs that’s cool too. Whatever you use make sure you have bones and cartilage in it. That’s where you get the collagen to give that awesome mouthfeel.

To release the pressure I like the cold water sprayed on top method. Why? Because it doesn’t cause the stuff inside to violently boil (voilent is not dangerous in this case) — it leaves the lid of the cooker and the valves cleaner since they don’t have to deal with as much of what you’ve been cooking.

Whatever you don’t use, just freeze. It keeps well and tastes better than what you get at the store. And it’s cheaper! Grin

Korhelyleves – Hungarian “drunkard” soup


Ingredients:

  • 10 oz ham shank (I use ham steak since it’s easy to get)
  • 2 tbsp butter
  • 1 large onion, chopped
  • 2 tsp. sweet paprika
  • Water
  • 2 c. sauerkraut (drained, liquid reserved)
  • 6 c. chicken or beef stock
  • 6 potatoes, peeled abd cut into pieces (use a waxy potato, not a baking potato)
  • 1 bay leaf
  • Pepper to taste
  • Sour cream
  • 5 oz. dried sausage, diced

Directions:

Cover and boil the ham (enough water to cover the ham) for 1/2 hour. Reserve 1 cup of the liquid. When cool cut into pieces.

Melt the butter and saute the onion until golden. Take the pan off the head and add the paprika and stir. Add the sauerkraut and a bit of water to loosen the mixture. Put back on the heat and add the sauerkraut juice, stock and reserved ham stock. Bring to a boil. Add the potatoes, bay leaf, pepper and ham. Reduce heat and simmer for 15-20 minutes until the potatoes are tender.

When ready to serve stir in the sausage and sour cream.

Commentary:

Why “drunkard” soup? Well, legend has it that it’s good for fighting hangovers. It has a bit of everything you crave when you wake up with (or are going to be expecting) a hangover: protein, starch, a bit of fat, sour. Warm goodness to settle your stomach after a night of partying.

Even without the party it’s damn good!

Growing up we’d always go over to my grandparents’ house on new year’s day and this is what she always brought out.

Back then I didn’t have a hangover though. My parents? Maybe.  Smile

The measurement’s aren’t really that precise. I just used a whole jar of sauerkraut and all of it’s liquid. The recipe I’m basing this on has more directions for how much liquid to use. All precise. Bah! However I’m doing it is what I remember tasting when I was growing up.


Duracell rechargeable battery charger – Fixed

Ennie’s going out of town this week on business and I suggested she take along a Garmin Oregon 450 that we typically use for geocaching. It’s not the best at navigation since it doesn’t do text-to-speech, but it’ll get you out of a jam if you get into one.

It runs off of two AA batteries and I like to keep an extra set just in case you run one set down. Of course the best (and greenest) is to use rechargeable batteries for the purpose. I picked up a few sets of NiMH batteries for use in the GPS and also for the flash for my camera.

This was all happy until last night.

I inserted the batteries to top off the charge and was greeted to…

Nothing.

Not good.

Now what?

First let’s try another outlet. No joy. (Putting to rest the question of “Is it plugged in.”)

Ok. Let’s pull out the multimeter and test voltages. (Yes, I have a POS multimeter. When I have some spare change I’ll pick up a good Fluke or Agilent or similar grade one… one that has real protection and won’t blow up in my hand. Thankfully this POS one hasn’t yet!)

The cord works, but there’s no power at the end connector that plugs into the socket on the charger itself. It seems that the problem is with the power supply itself.

At this point I checked the charger (the thing you put the batteries in) and the input voltage is 12-16V at 4A. Well, it turns out I have a power supply that’s smack in the middle of that range — nominal 13.8 V. It’s the one I have my radio attached to!

It was short work before I cut off the cord and connected it to the power supply. The fan in the charger whirred to life!

Problem: Solved.

Today, when I was taking pictures to post here I started to go through steps again:

  • Mains voltage: Check
  • Voltage at input to power supply: Check
  • Voltage zero at power supply output: F***! It’s 16V! (Yes, En can vouch for the fact that it wasn’t working last night)

I guess I just have a dodgy power supply.

For a brief moment I thought about splicing things together again… but for what? I already determined it wasn’t working right.

I continued with the plan to attach a lighter plug to it.

A few minutes later et voila: plugged into the big power supply and charging! Added bonus: I can use it in a car without an inverter!

Lessons:

  • When electronics don’t work: Check voltages
  • It’s good that Duracell printed voltage and current specs on all the devices
  • Don’t be afraid to break something that’s already broken to begin with
  • Even though it is intermittent, Duracell did a fine job engineering their power supply. Nicely routed blast shields separate out the high and low voltage parts.

W8DFL QSL Cards – 2/21/2011

Today stays with Great Britain. But here’s where it gets strange: Great Britain is different countries.

If you ever see auto racing you’ll notice flags next to every driver’s name. (Ok, you’ll notice it in every international style racing.) Folks from Britain don’t say they’re from there. They’re English. Or Scottish. Or Welsh. Or whatever.

We have a few examples today: England, Scotland and the Isle of Man. (Due to a technicality, Mann isn’t part of the empire, but it may as well be.)

A couple coole ones stand out:

Of course Stratford-Upon-Avon is where Shakespeare was born. This is a special anniversary QSL card.

Another cool one celebrates one thousand years of the Isle of Man:

G2ABV		England		2/8/1959	10	?
G2AYG		England		10/7/1972	15	SSB
G3BID/M		England	G3BID_M_3	3/23/1970	15	SSB	Addressed to someone else? WA3LID?
G3FSJ		England		10/24/1959			No real date
G3HDA		England		10/22/1967	20	SSB
G3IHG		England		10/9/1959	10	SSB
G3IUL		England		1/25/1959	10	CW
G3IUP		England		11/22/1958	10	AM
G3JLB		England		1/31/1959	10	Fone
G3LKJ		England		8/29/1959	10	Fone
G3MI		England		10/19/1959	10	Fone
G3MXQ		England		10/4/1958	10	Fone
G3NOF		England		1/7/1960	10	Fone
G3TU		England		11/22/1958	10	Fone
G5PT	G3JUL	England		4/19/1935	20	Fone	Heard Vic working Peru!
GB2SM		England		10/25/1959	10	Fone
GB3SUA		England		7/11/1969	20	Fone	Special
GD3ENK		Isle of Man		3/20/1960	10	Fone
GM3BGA		Scotland		12/20/1959	10	Fone
GT3TVY		Isle of Man		7/2/1979	15	Fone	Special

South Chagrin Reservation – Late Winter Photos

The Cleveland area finally got a bit of a thaw so Ennie and I took a walk in the part. Everything other than the path was snow and ice free for the most part. The path was iced up pretty much. The amount of ice was highly correlated to the steepness of the path too. (!)

We made it despite a few water crossings. We didn’t fall in thankfully.

Charlie – Lost and found

Going to Mariachi’s we saw a doggie nearly get hit. It couldn’t have been more than a foot or so between him and the car that whizzed past going North on S.O.M. Center at Pettibone.

First off I’m surprised that the car didn’t notice a loose dog and slow down… second I’m shocked that no one was stopping to corral the poor guy.

Thankfully the doggie was fine and I stomped on the dragging leash to get him under control. He’s a portly beagle mix of some variety. White with reddish-brown splotches on his fur. And friendly!

My faith in the human race got a bit better when someone else stopped too.

En called up 911 to reach the Solon police to pick up the dog.

As an aside, I’m not more comfortable with calling up the cops based on the mundane BS they seem to deal with all the time. This is at least a simple call to respond to.

Right before the cop showed up: ”Is that Charlie?!” from a passing red car. Turns out Charlie lives in a house on S.O.M. and his people sent out search parties!

All’s well that ends well!