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@fanf@mendeddrum.org
2026-07-08 20:42:02

from my link log —
New Ansible data validation module(s).
blog.ipspace.net/2021/03/ansib
saved 2021-03-05

@andres4ny@social.ridetrans.it
2026-07-20 03:16:56

ansible but for my family's stupid android phones

@jamesthebard@social.linux.pizza
2026-06-09 04:51:09

Finished up getting Telegraf installed on all the VMs and getting the Influx Debian repo mirrored locally. All of the config/install stuff is in Ansible and the deployment went pretty smoothly. I now officially have all of the data coming into Influx which is nice.
#homelab #monitoring

Quick-and-dirty Ansible stuff screenshot from Codium on the laptop.  Ignore the red squiggles...
@hllizi@hespere.de
2026-06-11 13:09:58

Ansible isn't much fun.

@mgorny@social.treehouse.systems
2026-07-07 14:01:05

"""
[…] and I opened the case (politely examined by the guards of the Palace at four stages of my approach to the Red Hall) that held my ansible and some pictures. The pictures—films, photos, paintings, actives, and some cubes—were a little gallery of Man: people of Hain, Chiffewar, and the Cetians, of S and Terra and Alterra, of the Utter-mosts, Kapteyn, Ollul, Four-Taurus, Rokanan, Ensbo, Cime, Gde and Sheashel Haven … The king glanced at a couple without interest. “What’s this?”
“A person from Cime, a female.” I had to use the word that Gethenians would apply only to a person in the culminant phase of kemmer [a cyclical period of heightened sexual activity during which secondary gender characteristics emerge], the alternative being their word for a female animal.
“Permanently?”
“Yes.”
He dropped the cube and stood swinging from foot to foot, staring at me or a little past me, the firelight shifting on his face. “They’re all like that—like you?”
This was the hurdle I could not lower for them. They must, in the end, learn to take it in their stride.
“Yes. Gethenian sexual physiology, so far as we yet know, is unique among human beings.”
“So all of them, out on these other planets, are in permanent kemmer? A society of perverts? So Lord Tibe put it; I thought he was joking. Well, it may be the fact, but it’s a disgusting idea, Mr. Ai, and I don’t see why human beings here on earth should want or tolerate any dealings with creatures so monstrously different. […]”
"""
(Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness)