Mark's Expeditions in Technology and Life

In a previous post, link , I talked about my home media server. Since that post, the server described decided to take a permanent vacation. Since its departure was sudden and surprising, it will be sorely missed. The journey required to replace it was both fun and frustrating. It also gave me an opportunity to teach my wife a little bit about how computers are made. Since every journey begins with a step, let us take the first one together. The server was running perfectly as I was applying a security patch. Upon reboot however, the system decided that it did not want to post. After some troubleshooting, and removing one stick of RAM, the system was able to boot. While this was a step in the right direction, it was not a solution. Withing five minutes, the system would freeze and require a hard reset. After the hard reset, the system would not post. So some more in depth testing was needed. In order to this testing, I needed another system that used DDR3 for RAM and used the LGA-115...

This is the last of my "catch-up" posts. The day after I went out to Zanpa Point, I got bored. The laundry was done, the room cleaned, and the sun was shining bright. So I decided to drive and see what I could see. So I hopped into the car and drove out on the base's gates. Not even a mile outside of base, I saw a sign that gave directions to another gusuku . So I turned down that road. The sign said that the castle was down the road about 2.4km (1.5 miles). After driving the appropriate distance, I did not see the castle, so I stopped at a Lawson, which is an Okinawan version of a Seven Eleven, to get a map and some directions. I ended up spending 2000Y ($22.41) on an awesome road atlas. It is one of those that shows all the roads, including some that are no longer there. I thought, "Great, I have an atlas. I can figure out were I am at, and find the roads to get me to where I want to be." One problem though, the atlas is completely in Japanese (do...

Now that I felt confident driving on the left side of the road, I decided to go even farther afield from Camp Foster. I was talking to a friend of mine, and he suggested that I go check out some old castle ruins. After recieving some vague directions, (get on 58 to Kadena, and you will see signs....you can't miss it!) I filled up the car with gas, and took off. I managed to find the castle ruins, but I had to have nerves of steel to get there. You see, the road leading up the hill to the castle was twisty-turny and two lane in name only. After a couple of minor scares, I found myself at the parking lot. Boy was I in for a suprise. Just a little background information on the castles here in Okinawa. These castles are called gusukus . These gusukus were built during the early 1400's. At this time, Okinawa was divided into 3 kingdoms that were not on speaking terms. The central kingdom, Chūzan conquered the other two kingdoms and form the Ryūkyū Kingdom. This kingdom ...

After that first weekend in Naha, I decided to take a break. So I did not go anywhere for a couple of weekends. On 30 October, a dangerous thing happened. It is so dangerous, that no one is safe either on base or off. I received my SOFA Driver's license. I passed the test on the first try, and then proceeded to go look for a car. I found one the next day. It is a blue 2000 Mazda Demio, similar to the picture at start of this post. It has an automatic transmission, power windows, power locks, AM/FM CD, styling 13-inch wheels, and a 1.3L four cylinder 82hp engine that would make a riding lawnmower proud. Ok, so it gets great mileage, but MOTORCYCLES have larger engines than this car. I should not complain though, it is perfect for the smaller roads out here. Speaking of the roads out here, I had to make a minor adjustment in my driving style. I had to remember to drive on the LEFT side of the road! So after I first got my car, I only drove on base. This way, if I made a ...

I need to do some catching up, so these first couple of posts are from when I first got on Okinawa. I arrived here in the afternoon of 9 October, 2009, after a 23 hour flight. I immediately went to bed in my room at the Barracks. The next morning, a friend of mine woke me up at 9am. "Let's go to Naha, and see the Tug-of-War Festival!" So we left and drove the 12 miles to Naha. The festival was crazy. There were street vendors galore and massive amounts of people. They had shut down the main intersection of Naha for this festival. You see, Naha is not a small town. I think the population is the same as Washington DC. So when they shut down this intersection, no cars were going anywhere. One team was on one side of the intersection, and the other team was across from them. In the middle was this huge knot with a big ball above it. The team who pulled the knot to their side of the intersection wins the contest. As these teams are tugging against each other, the...