¿Hay algo peor que tener un Kernel Panic?. Sí, tenerlo más de una vez :p. Dejemos las bromas lejos y no tentemos a la suerte xD. La ”aplicación” que os presento hoy se llama iPanic y su utilidad no es otra que la de simular un Kernel Panic en el Mac, y la simulación no podría ser mejor.

Así que podéis dar un buen susto a algún amigo o compañero de trabajo xDD. [Para salir basta con un Cmd + Q]

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No apto para personas cardiacas.

salu2

Mein MacBook (late 2008) hatte ich gleich nach Kauf mit 2 x 2 GB Kingston ELPIDA RAM aufgerüstet. Was unter Leopard kein Problem war, klappte unter Snow Leopard überhaupt nicht mehr: Ich hatte regelmäßig kernel panics und Programmabstürze. Letzteres vor allem direkt nach dem Ruhezustand.

Anfangs dachte ich, man könnte dem Problem mit einem clean install begegnen, aber auch das half nicht. Lange gesucht, mehrere einschlägige Forenbeiträge auf defektes RAM gefunden und schließlich ein handfester Hinweis. Tausend Dank für diese Konversation!

Sofort bei Crucial passende 2 x 2 GB Module bestellt, die nun ohne Probleme laufen!

If you’re as confused as I am, Wikipedia has a pretty informative article about what exactly kernel panic is.

Inzwischen funktioniert mein Mac ja schon gut, er ist sehr funktionsreich und ich kann mit ihm praktisch alles machen, was ich früher mit Windows gemacht habe. Nur eine Sache passt mir noch nicht so recht:

Die Virtualisierung von Betriebssystemen. Da gibt es für Mac ja ganz feine Dinger, mit Bild-in-Bild, Dock- und Exposéunterstützung und vielem mehr. VMWare war bis jetzt aber das einzige was auch wirklich funktioniert hat. Parallels ist mir während der Win7-Installation abgekackt. Und das Problem ist, dass beide Programme ca. 80€ kosten.

Aber da gibt es auch noch kostenlose Alternativen, wie VirtualBox. Also mal gestartet, Gastbetriebssystem gestartet und… Kernel Panic (wie oft ich das in letzter Zeit schreibe )

VirtualBox will einfach nicht funktionieren. Ich war zuerst ganz überrascht, dass ein einziges Programm den Kernel so angreifen kann, doch anscheinend laufen unter Unix generell die Programme so kernelnah. Ist ja klar, so läuft es alles viel schneller als lange Umwege über Frameworks und Debugger, so wie bei Windows (wär übrigens ne gute Idee für nen neuen Mac-Virus…)

Jaja, eben hab ich mich mal wieder auf die Suche nach guten Freeware-Apps für meinen Hackintosh gemacht. Da fand ich was, das mich sehr ansprach: Dropbox ist ein freier Dienst mit 2GB Speicherplatz auf einem Webserver. Dateien können mit mehreren Computern synchronisiert und abgeglichen werden. So hat man seine wichtigsten Dateien überall.

Genau für mich gemacht, dachte ich. Nun gut, Account eingerichtet, installiert und… Kernel Panic, ausgelöst vom Finder. Anscheinend hat Dropbox den Finder modifiziert und der läuft jetzt nicht mehr rund.

Gut, neugestartet, Schreibtisch erschien, alles super. Doch dann nach 5 Sekunden kam wieder ein Kernel Panic, und natürlich wieder wegen des Finders. Das hab ich dann auch ein paar mal probiert, immer wieder das gleiche.

Ich bin ja nun schon eine Weile im Mac-Geschäft und kenne mich aus, also wusste ich auch prompt einen Lösungsweg, oder zumindest einen Versuch, der relativ schwierig zu realisieren war.

In den mir zur Verfügung stehenden 5 Sekunden musste ich das Terminal starten und “killall Finder” ausführen. Nach ca. 10 Versuchen klappte es endlich und ich konnte wieder an meinen Mac ran. Dann noch die Autostartdateien von Dropbox gelöscht und das System läuft wieder.

Nur zur Klarstellung: Natürlich lag es an dem Hackintosh. Dropbox ist eine super Sache und ich kann es jedem mit mehreren Computern nur empfehlen, zumal es für Windows, Mac und Linux verfügbar ist. Auch auf Mac läuft es natürlich normalerweise

Trotzdem ein Aufruf an alle “Hackintosher”: Zerschießt das System, Nicht-Profis Finger davon lassen!

http://www.getdropbox.com/

We’ve all heard apple fanboys go on and on about how great macs are. From the way they talk, you’d think that Macintosh computers were magical or something. You will hear anything from things like: the internet runs faster and smoother on macs, there is no such thing as viruses for macs, you will get no pop-ups on macs, you don’t have to worry about annoying updates, they never crash, etc, etc.

Sometimes Apple fans sound like members of a cult.

I can’t take it anymore! My laptop is a mac and I do really enjoy it, but it has had its fair share of problems. A lot of problems. Macs are not in the least bit free of annoyances or crashes.

Here is a dose of reality:

Many of them run HOT, MacBook Pros especially. Like so hot that you could fry an egg on this thing. Seriously.

There are no blue screens of death, but you do get spinning beach balls when applications aren’t responding, which is far more regularly then I’d like. Every now and again, you get the dreaded Kernel Panic. This is the most severe crash a mac can have and a scary looking prompt pops up asking you to manually restart your computer.

Applications quit unexpectedly, sometimes causing you to lose everything that you’d been working on. When they freeze up you have to force quit. When your whole computer gets all frozen, you have to manually reboot.

Macs do not run the Internet any faster than any comparable PC. There certainly are pop-ups on macs and there would be viruses too, if it were worth virus programmers’ while. The lack of viruses isn’t because macs are immune, but because the vast majority of viruses are created to mess with Windows computers, since that is what the majority of people are using. As the mac market share increases, so will viruses.

There certainly are software and firmware updates for macs – you are prompted quite frequently to install various system or program updates.

Keyboard shortcuts are a great feature of macs, but they also have a downside. It is very easy to accidentally hit a shortcut that completely screws up whatever it was that you were doing.

I had an apple mouse. It broke. I had to return 2 iPods before the 3rd finally worked. I’m on my second hard drive. I’m on my second or third power cord. I’m on my second optical drive and bottom plate. I am on my second battery. My laptop’s hinges are loose, and this cannot be repaired.

I treat my mac well, but it is my workhorse. I’ve had it for more than 2 ½ years and my next computer will definitely be a mac.

It is no wonder why there are so many blind mac haters though – they can’t stand all the distortions that mac lovers spew! Let’s get real – macs are lovely, but they have their faults. PLENTY of them.

Welcome back, sorry for the lack of posts, but its not like anyone expected anything else, is it, I mean really?

So after owning my Mac for about 8 months I managed to kill it, completely, no saving it and I got my first introduction to Kernel Panic (just remember to salute as he is not to be messed with!).

First I need to explain how I broke the Mac and had my first introduction to the Kernel.  All *Nix (Uniix, Linux, Mac etc) are all based on an index, and much like the Yellow Pages if you want to look for the Photography section you will look at the index page and go “oh its on Page 230”.  This index means the OS can find anything quickly from your latest guilty purchase on iTunes (I know you bough groove is in the Heart – go on admit it) to the photos from your best friends wedding,  but without this index it has less chance of finding what it is look for then trying to find clean socks in an all Male university halls of residence.

Now imagine the scene, i am sat here trying to rid a stubborn file from the Trash (the OS X equivalent of the Windows Recycle Bin) and after some serious Google-Foo I found a set of commands that I had to enter that would rid me of these pesky files, only thing was I had to be running as an Administrator on the effected account.  My normal practise is to run as a non privileged user so no rights to install anything and less chance of breaking things, so to make the changes I logged out of my Bad_Monkey account and instead switched over to my admin account and made the relevant permission changes, while I was there I thought I would change the name of the  account from Bad_Monkey to just plain simple Monkey.  This was all well and good, and I logged into the freshly renamed and empowered Monkey account, ran the commands I had found and…… Nothing, nada. Well that was unexpected, perhaps the permissions didn’t apply properly I thought so back to the admin account I went only to meet Kernel Panic.  For those of you unfamiliar with this Gentlemen let me introduce him:

  So yep this is what you get, a nice splash screen saying reboot, the equivalent of the Blue Screen of Death, so I treated it the same, Reboot log back in. Fine I thought I deal with this in Windows, this is just the same. Oh how wrong I was The Kernel will not be so easily deterred.  Over the next 10 minutes I logged into both accounts only to be foiled from making changes by the Kernel.

At this point My good lady dragged me away from the Mac for a walk along the canal (and no that is not a euphemism – get your mind out of the gutter!).  While we were out walking i have to admit I was not relaxing and enjoying the walk instead I was concocting my plan of attack.  I got to wondering, what would i do if this was a windows box, well i would ask these questions:

1. Is the data backed up?
2. Are the system and software disks available?
3. Will blanking the system be a worse cure then the problem?

The answers to this questions came back as Yes, Yes and No, so now I have a plan of attack: Reinstall OS X, restore the data from the Time Machine drive and then reinstall the programs as necessary.  The Kernel doesn’t stand a chance.

I returned from the walk happy that I had a plan and immediately went to engage in battle with the Kernel again.  I dug out the system disks and dropped the first DVD in, selected wipe and reinstall and then left it for 40 minutes or so to do its thing, checking in occasionally to see how it was going and swap DVD1 for DVD2 at the appropriate point and then doing the restart as necessary.  With a chime the mac sprang back to life and then started to play the OS X intro video and then came a surprising screen, one that turned the tide in my favour, this screen asks a simple question and gives you some options as shown here:

So I selected from time machine, it asked me which drive (the Time machine one) and what I wanted to restore (everything) and then I left it running, popping in occasionally till I was I given the logon screen I was used to.  With some trepidation I logged into the Bad_Monkey account and………..

Nothing, it was fine just sitting at the desktop waiting for me. I had vanquished Kernel Panic.  There were a couple of things I had to reinstall including the NTFS driver I use to write data to my other 500gb drive.  I plugged this drive in and BAM! the Kernel returns in a surprise ambush.  I restarted the Mac and the same thing happened again, now at log on.  By this point I am thoroughly confused until I remembered that Mac’s are indexed machines, during the restore the OS will have rebuilt the index but as the NTFS drive wasn’t connected at the time It will not have had the opportunity to rebuild the index. Now that I have worked that out the problem became how to solve it, and this is where my Mac was saved by my work laptop which runs little old XP. 

When the Mac indexes a location it stores the resulting information in the .Spotlight V100 file in the root of the drive, i deleted that out of the NTFS drive, disconnected it from the XP machine, plugged it back into the mac and all was well.

So I suppose the moral of the story is if you decide to make large sweeping changes to the Mac’s file system – give it time to reindex everything or Kernel Panic will visit you as well.

If the kernel were (not a colonel) a general, the general is Caesar (swift, sudden and devastating attacks!), my poor iMac is Vercingetorix (doomed!), and his luck has run out–

Today it’s crossed a threshold and it’s utterly unusable– even with nothing running save iTunes, it experienced the panic. I’m waiting to hear from the computer fix-it folks to make an appointment to come here loaded down with new hardware to try to revive this poor, overworked provincial. The Apple Care guys were great and it makes me wish I’d called sooner, but it’s difficult to fathom having one’s computer’s innards poked about during crucial deadlines! But here I am, anyway. Thank god for the laptop.

Here is a post-it map drawn from a dream I woke with yesterday morning (maps have prevailed of late). The transcribing took an hour and  much of it involved descriptions of the buildings and the area. The summary:

In which stacks of garishly-painted suitcases create a new facade on a building; a newly-opened beer hotspot engulfs a portion of the street behind to create a secret music space; Ben informs a stranger of his plans of going back to school, somewhere far away.

Warm weather inflicts a kind of rampant madness in this town– you’d swear the whole city had set to destroying itself from the increasing frequency of sirens. It makes the joy of all windows open sightly vexing, and more difficult to fall alseep at night. Have to get used to it again.

Incredibile: il kernel panic esiste anche sul Mac!

Non ero più abituato ad avere problemi di questo genere anche se ricordo molto bene la famosa schermata blu (nota in Rete con il nefasto ed eloquente nome di Blue Screen of Death – o BSoD per gli amici di Windows). Dopo più di tre anni dall’acquisto del mio iBook, proprio ieri, proprio nel giorno dei pesci d’aprile, mi è apparsa una schermata mai vista, questa:

Al quel punto non ho potuto fare altro che riavviare perché purtroppo non era uno scherzo. Subito dopo mi sono venute in mente due vignette di Albo, che seguo giornalmente e che vi propongo qui (cliccate sulle immagini per ingrandirle):

Io non sono uno di quei fanatici mac-user che vogliono colonizzare il mondo riempiendolo di mele morsicate e con questo post non voglio scatenare polemiche informatiche tra sostenitori di diversi sistemi operativi. Trovo però che le vignette siano davvero simpatiche e vi assicuro che soprattutto la prima descrive abbastanza fedelmente quello che ho provato ieri.

Spero comunque di non dovermi abituare all’eleganza del kernel panic del Mac, soprattutto adesso che sono in tesi; comunque la frequenza con il quale è comparso in questi tre anni (cioè una sola volta) mi fa stare abbastanza tranquillo.

Voi a kernel panic come siete messi?

zar

Eh.. sì… bei tempi quelli dell’Amiga. Schermata psichedelica… in fondo mica diceva di essere andato in crash. L’Amiga aveva semplicemente raggiunto un altro livello di coscienza, la meditazione del guru. Impareggiabile davvero.

Vediamo cosa passa oggi il convento.

Kernel Panic!

Il kernel panic, un classico Linux… soluzione: uno Xanax, uno o due volte al dì. Rigorosamente prima dei pasti, onde evitare acidità di stomaco con l’uso di Linux.

La trimurti Maionchi, Ventura e Morgan ad annunciare l'avvenuta dipartita di Mac Os X

Mac OS è un sistema operativo di tendenza per gente di tendenza… soluzione se non siete così di tendenza: cambiare canale e cercare un altro programma.

Mah... anche quando va in crash, io preferisco Windows.

Microsoft rulez, come al solito… it’s not a bug; it’s a feature.

Best Boy has warned me a million times – “go buy yourself an external hard drive and back up your computer.”  Just lazy – just don’t want to spend the cash-just pretending that it is not going to happen again so quickly.

You know that feeling you get when the little voice in your head tells you to do something and you don’t?  When you have a sneaking suspicion that something is going to happen, you know of a way to avert disaster but you ignore the warning?  That voice.

More than anything I get mad at myself.  It’s no one else’s problem – they can’t hear the voices in my head.  I am a lucky girl to live in a city with an Apple Store and in the Apple Store is a Genius Bar.  The wiz kids that work there just face every idiot like me with a smile and comforting words.

I had resigned myself to the fact that if the hard drive had gone the way of all flesh that I was going to have to live with the fact that I had NOT backed up the nearly 3000 pictures I have in my iPhoto library.  Or the random documents that I don’t think are important until I go to look for them and they are gone.  Or the iTunes library that has some of Shop Girl’s music in it.

I was saved by the boys in little bright blue t-shirts that say “not every hero wears a cape”.  Lucky lucky me.  I want to publicly acknowledge my thanks to Best Boy who has taught me that computers are finite and that they fail for no good reason we may ever know in this lifetime or the next.  They are machines that just decide not to work on some days.  You can do all the right things, you can be careful but they still will fail.

But I’m a much happier person than I was all weekend.  I had been prompted to do a routine software update, rebooted and disaster struck.  The Genius boyz said I had a kernel panic.  OMG – a kernel panic.  What does that mean?

There comes a certain attachment to a certain keyboard, the weight of a certain little silver devil parked on my lap…and I felt like I could barely function.  The Mrs. said that my right arm had been cut off.  Sorta felt like that – but I’ve been miraculously healed and I’m grateful to the gods of the interwebs for having mercy on my poor fragile soul.  I am undeserving.

So I’ve been thinking about lost and found today.  Or lost and lost.  Or I shoulda known better.  What is the worst thing you’ve lost…something that you knew you shouldn’t have put in THAT spot…or something lost and found?

Working at the hotel a few years ago I heard a whopper of a story.  A young intern from Malta had come to work at the hotel and while she was here fell in love with a guy who also works at the hotel.  When her visa expired and her internship was over she headed back to Malta and the paper chase began.

It was a few years by the time all the documents were in order and she could return to the States as a bride with a green card.  Soon after, their little family expanded by one chocolate lab puppy.  Being a puppy, (didn’t I just write about these sorts of things?), he helped himself to anything and everything he could wrap his mouth around.

She had left her new diamond ring right on the nightstand and it was no where to be found.  Assuming that puppy was the culprit, the broken hearted new bride reluctantly told her husband who began the dookey duty search as the vet had instructed.  Days and weeks went by with no luck.  They were afraid that they just might have missed it.

Years went by.  Years!  Another friend from work who had loaned the new bride a paperback book which she had read and returned, decided to re-read said book.  As she pulled it off the shelf and began handling it she realized that it had something inside.  Tucked deep into the pages was a diamond ring. Apparently new bride had forgotten that she’d been reading that night…probably laid the ring on the open book, closed the book but forgot.

So…to our patron saint of lost items…what a busy guy he must be.

St. Anthony, St. Anthony, please come around.
Something has been lost and can not be found.

Yeah, like my operating system!!!!

Február 7-én az újonnan megnyílt Ciprus étteremben egy 5 zenekaros hardcore / screamo happening lesz, ahol a francia The Third Memory screamo bandája mellett még megleshetitek a Kernel Panic,a Dance Or Die, az Ashes Of Atlantis illetve a Hide And Seek zenekarokat.
Csekkoljátok a myspace oldalakat! A beugró : 1000 HUF, a kezdés pontban 20 óra.

Arkasında 65TB depolama alanı bulunan sunucunuzun kök dizininde (/) find komutunu çalıştırmayın. Ondan sonra alete bir şey oldu galiba diye yanına gittiğinizde findı bütün hafızayı doldurmuş ve sistemi aşağı indirmiş halde bulmanız oldukça muhtemel.

Silent|Storm tehlikeli işler departmanından bildirdi.

Are you ready for this? I got my laptop back. But I don’t have it now—it’s gone again. I only had it for a day. And to make matters worse, I don’t even have my G5 to fall back on. I’m on Windows right now. It’s quite sad, really. But the story in between is interesting, so read on.

Alright, it all started on Friday, about 12 hours after my last entry. As you may recall, that was also the same time period I referred to when I said that I had to catch a bus to the airport. Maybe you can see where this story is going already?

First off, have you noticed the weather across the country recently? If not, let me inform you: it’s quite cold. Even in Florida. Except this story starts in Vermont, where it’s always cold. So imagine what happens when the rest of the country gets cold, too. That’s right, it gets really cold in Vermont. I mean single digits Fahrenheit, plus wind chill. And there was certainly wind! Not to mention that a weekend-long blizzard was beginning. The funny thing is, this is just the background to the story.

To actually begin the story, I left my room with my suitcase a few h0urs after it began snowing, so there was already a couple of inches of snow on the ground. And I had to drag my suitcase through this snow, with more of it blowing through the air and into my face. And I had to walk the distance to the bus stop (which, normally, isn’t that far). So, as I’m standing there, waiting for the bus that is 15 minutes late on sunny days, I get a call from Small Dog telling me my computer is ready to be picked up. At first I thought it was my parents telling me that my flight was canceled. (It remained on time up until the point I left my room, despite my girlfriend’s and many other flights being canceled or seriously delayed.) But it wasn’t. It was Small Dog. It was kind of funny, actually, because, after he told me my computer was ready, I replied sarcastically with, “Of course it is.” And then there was silence on the other line, as if he didn’t know how to respond, until I thanked him for the call and allowed him to hang up.

So as we’re standing there, literally freezing our hands off, waiting for the bus, my girlfriend announces that she’s going to walk to the store—which is on the way of the bus route—and pick up my computer for me, and then meet me at the airport. So, I told her she was crazy, and then proceeded to call Small Dog back and set it up for her to have the permission to get my computer. And she ran. She ran through the blizzard, as I nearly got frostbite just standing there, just to get my computer for me. And the bus was so late, with the traffic so slow, that we barely got past the campus grounds by the time she called me enthusiastically to tell me she got it. But I told her that she better find someplace warm to go, because we were going to be awhile. So she was able to get into the mall and all the way through it, to where the bus stopped, before we even turned into the parking lot. Which meant she was able to get on the same bus she left me waiting for about a half hour previous—with my laptop.

When we finally got to the airport—15 minutes after the supposed cutoff to get on the plane—we found out it was delayed. I walked up to the Delta ticket counter and the guy simply asked me, “Are you only going to JFK?” (As opposed to requiring a connection flight.) He then asked for my last name and printed my boarding pass. He told me to not even bother going through security just yet, and he didn’t ask for ID. So we waited, ate dinner, and waited some more. But we also, thanks to her, used my computer. It functioned great. We watched movies, read comics, and did a bunch of other stuff. No problems. And then, around 10 PM or so, the ticket guy announced that the plane was finally in the air and on its way to BTV. So I walked her to a taxi, which she’d have to take back to the dorms to be a late stay, waiting for her Continental flight the next day. Then I went to security.

Despite there being that announcement, there was no one on line. And there wasn’t even a TSA agent at the podium. I was baffled for a second before one waved me down to the metal detector and conveyor belt and informed me that they’re understaffed at night, so they group together to avoid being lonely. (I swear to you, the city of Burlington and the surrounding area completely shuts down at 10 PM, and the only reason there’s an “International” in the name of the airport is because it flies to Canada.) But whatever. I got to the gate, and took out my laptop to begin editing that video that I’d meant to a little over a week before. I got through a bit of it before I had to board the plane.

Now, this plane was so small. And I mean it: Three seats per row—one on one side of the aisle, and two on the other side—and a six-foot ceiling, tops. I was in the single seat and, despite there being enough seats to fit 60–80 people, the flight attendant counted only 33 onboard. After a bit of deicing, we headed to the runway. But after the flight attendant turned off the cabin lights, it was pitch black, and I fell asleep before takeoff. When I woke up, we were above the clouds and I could see the stars. (Well, sort of. My window wasn’t the cleanest, inside or out, so things were distorted and blurry.) It was an interesting sight, and I may have seen a shooting star (or a satellite), but then I went back to sleep for a little. During our descent, we had to go through some thick clouds. There was a decent amount of turbulence, plus a change in (ear) pressure, and the clouds were so dense that the light from the wing was reflecting off of everything and then back into the plane.

The flight was still the normal 50 minutes or so, and we landed at 12:40 AM. I know because I looked at my watch. We taxied to just outside the gate, but then we sat there as we waited for the plane to be deiced—four or five times. Apparently, the planes in New York had been sitting there for a couple of hours. Then, to make matters worse, once the plane was finally ready to leave, the tug that was supposed to get it going couldn’t gain traction on ice and slush! So we waited some more. And then, once we got to the gate, they rolled the stairs up to the door, and we all stood up (under the 6-foot ceiling), we still couldn’t get off because “it was too icy”. We stood there for probably 15 minutes, until the finally opened the door and let us out. And when my sneaker-covered feet hit the pavement, preparing to slip and fall, they were greeted by asphalt. Not ice, not slush—asphalt. We stood for 15 minutes in fear of slippery ice that didn’t exist. In fact, I slipped more walking in the enclosed walkway between the airplane and the airport than I did while on the actual tarmac. I finally got home at around 2:30 AM.

At which point, I set my laptop up on the desk and finshed editing that video. It took a number of hours to render and upload to YouTube, but here it is, in all its edited glory (however much that is): It may or may not have audio/video sync problems. I know the “HD” version does (it wasn’t actually filmed with an HD camera), but that’s because YouTube is working through some bugs in its transcoding process.

Later in the day on Saturday, right as I was going to get started working on stuff for the UVM Web Team (which I get paid for) that I had already had to put off for a week, my screen goes glitchy. And I mean, GAH-I-JUST-BUMPED-MY-NES glitchy. And, like the NES, things still worked for a little while, but then I got a (glitchy) message telling me to restart my computer. I did that, but it continued being glitchy, and again told me to start over. Things never got better, so I called Small Dog to find out what to do. He said he thought that I had gotten a bad board from NVIDIA, because apparently these problems are widespread and they’re scrambling to replace them all, and he told me to bring it in to an Apple Store near me. So I called the Apple Store and made an appointment for this past Sunday, at 7:20 PM. That’s another day without my precious computer.

When I finally got to the store, and went through the whole “official” (political) process, I got to talk to a Genius. Woo-hoo. He told me that it was more likely to be a connection issue than a bad board, but they’d have to send it out to Apple to get it fixed. (Huh? An Apple Specialist can replace a logic board, but an Apple Genius can’t reconnect cables?) And, since Apple is notorious for ditching your old hard drive if they so much as think it clicked, the Genius got me to sign for a $50 charge for backing up my data—a charge that will have to be paid whether or not Apple even looks at my data. (By the way, as the Apple Genius informed me, that “restart your computer” message is actually a kernel panic. In case there are any Linux-to-Mac converts out there that didn’t know.)

So here I am, chugging along on this stupid Windows computer, where I had to upgrade all the software from their 2005 versions. And this CRT monitor is hurting my eyes. Plus, I have a bit of video I want to edit from the night when my computer had a panic attack, but this doesn’t have any good importing and editing programs (especially for dealing with my pseudo-widescreen DV footage), so that may have to wait until I get my computer back—which, thanks to the holiday season, may take up to a week and a half.

One final complaint before I end this: Why bother giving me a repair number if it’s just to track you running in-store diagnostics on the computer before creating another repair number—without telling me—which tracks the actual sending of the computer to Apple? Could someone please explain why these people are called Geniuses?

Thanks for getting through the past 1800+ words, and I hope that I’ll have good news to report the next time I come here (while, hopefully, using my laptop to do so).

NOTA: Historia larga, si vienen por documentacion sobre el titulo, por favor checar mas abajo

Jueves 11:00 am…

Inicio la pc con toda la tranquilidad del mundo, pero justo cuando aparece el usplash de Ubuntu se va la luz

11:30 am…

La luz regresa, enciendo la pc de nuevo, pero despues del GRUB solo una pantalla negra, me levanto y voy al mercado a comprar el desayuno, cuando regreso, inerte, la pantalla negra sigue allí.

11:45 am…

Eh reiniciado varias veces, ahora pruevo con recovery mode, aparecen unos numeros demasiado raros como para entenderlos, al final se detienen, pero no pasa nada mas, solo numeros, numeros que para mi desgracia, no significan nada en mi experiencia (pero claro, todo signigica algo)…

Imagen meramente ilustrativa

Pienso en iniciar con un LiveCD de Ubuntu, aparece el menu de inicio y al tratar de probarlo para documentarme en internet, otravez esa pantalla negra, que me empezaba ya a asustar..

12:00 pm

Me empiezo a desesperar, ahora probare con Archlinux, tal vez el me de la respuesta, curiosamente si me da una respuesta

— kernel panic – not syncing: attempted to kill the idle task

O.o

Aunque en ese momento no me serviria de nada, nunca me habia pasado y no podia acceder a internet en ese momento asi que la apague y fui a ver a quien tenia que ver.

Viernes 7:00 pm

Regresando de la casa de quien fui a ver, me siento frente a la pc y pienso en instalar windows (si, lo se, un caso desesperado), pero despues de arrancar dede el cd, se queda esa pantalla azul con las barritas arriba y abajo, sin dar señal de vida

7:05 pm

Desesperado, desarmo toda la pc, ya le habia dicho a mi papa que no sabia que podria ser y si no lo descubria tendriamos que dar de baja el internet hasta que pudiesemos costearnos otra en dado caso que hubiese pasado lo peor y algo en la mother board se hubiese jodido.

7:30 pm

No encontre nada extraño a simple vista en el hadware, no se que pense en ese momento que meti el disco de puppy linux, el cual me lanzo un error diferente, algo que tenia que ver con que no se habia podido guardar en el cache del sistema, tomando encuenta que toman la memoria ram como cache para poder usar el LiveCD, se me prendio el foco y quite la memoria RAM, dejando solamente una y sorpresa REVIVIO!

Despues buscando documentacion, me di cuenta que dese el principio “sabia” cual era el problema

kernel panic – not syncing: attempted to kill the idle task

Una vez con acceso a internet, inmediatamente me puse a buscar documentacion con todos los errores que me dio (exepto el de puppy, ese no lo apunte) y del unico que encontre fue el de Kernel panic, al parecer sucede cuando no dispones de suficiente memoria RAM ò en mi caso la cache de la memoria RAM murio.

En caso de que tu pc no tenga mucha memoria ram como 64 o 32, no podras instalar distribuciones como Ubuntu, debian (esta creo que si), mandriva, suse y de las que consumen unos recursos algo altos (digo altos comparandolas con toras opciones de GNU/Linux), como son Puppy Linux (una de las distribuciones de las que tambien estoy enamorado).

Y la otra opcion es que de plano tu RAM murio, si tienes una, pues te daras cuenta inmediatamente, pero si tienes dos como yo, pude que no, y que estes visitando esto desde un cibercafe y te estes enterando de que tendras que ver cual de las dos petò

Saludos

“Először látogat Magyarországra a francia screamo nagyágyú, a Daitro. A sikoltozást, DIY attitűdöt, földönfetrengést és minden egyebet, ami a jófajta screamohoz elengedhetetlen megkapja ezen az estén a nagyérdemű, ha ellátogat a budapesti Ciprus étterembe, ami az ezredfordulón közkedvelt punk hely, a Simon’s utóda.
Magyar részről az előzenekarok a többek között Daitro-n nevelkedett Ashes of Atlantis, a kicsit dallamosabb irányt képviselő Kernel Panic és a szélvészgyors Dance Or Die!!.”

Pontos helyszín: Budapest XIV. Hungária Körút 18.

In looking at sites that have linked here, I came across this marvellous snippet from macQuébec, via Google Translate.

Panic also offers the possibility to recreate the blue screen of death Window XP, which lets you observe in passing that, even in his moments of weakness, Mac OS X is still the most elegant of the two.

The translation is obviously imperfect, but it certainly put a smile on my face.