INFO300 Hands On Linux Project • Evening Section:

The progress report and compliance with specs are updated at one second past every minute. They were last updated 2018-07-17 09:51:01. Logs for bash and sftp history are updated every ten minutes.

A good looking progress report will have no red marks for components on their due date. Due dates and other specs are posted on the class' web page. The lack of red marks does not necessariy mean that all specs for the project have been met.

See Notes about Names and Permissions for Parts 1, 2, & 3 after the Progress Report...

This is an exercise for working at the command line on a Linux server and using the vi editor. Do not edit these files on a Windows or Mac desktop and copy them to the server.

Progress Report:


J AsareAddo:

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K Brownlee:

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Topic: Virtualization Approaches, Software and Hardware
3rd line:
I. Introduction

First Line of Reference section:
References

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File1:

This past weekend, I went on a run with my friend Justin.
We went on a run to Belle Isle, it was my first time there.
It was pretty fun although it was very hot and I don't do well
in the heat. I started feeling sick on the way back and as were leaving,
I fainted briefly and this caused me to slip and roll my ankle.

People came rushing over which made me feel a little embarrassed.
I managed to hobble back up the trail and I sat there as another friend
drove to come pick us up. I ended up going home and missing class and
then started having mouth pains. I ended up having to go to the dentist.
As it turns out, I have to get my wisdow teeth removed. Yayy.

All in all, it was a crazy week last week. Last Wednesay was also
my birthday. I went to Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner which was
great. I got to spend time with family and my dog Khloe. I was hoping
to get my first tattoo but now I'll have to push it back until I get
my wisdow teeth removed. Sheesh.

File2:

My favorite TV show is Criminal Minds. Ever since I was young, I was
always into crime shows. I used to watch Law and Order, NCIS and First 48
growing up which my mom thought was weird but she allowed me to watch
them anyway. Being closely monitored that is. Even though this show has
been running since 2005, I just found out about it last year over Winter
Break.

I like Criminal Minds mostly for the characters. It is sad considering
a few of the original characters are no longer with the show but the new
characters are still pretty amazing. They all have their own personal
stories which tie into the show. They are a part of the FBI's sub unit
called the BAU or the Behavioral Analysis Unit. Their job is to profile
the unsubs or unknown subjects who are usually serial killers to catch
them.

This show has furthered my love for Criminal Justice and Forensic Science.
I'd like to believe that if I were to pick another career field, I think
that I would have picked a job working for the FBI as an Profiler. Then
again, I'm not so sure if I would be able to handle all the mentally
gruesome things they see everyday. It can be a real stressor on both you
individually as well as your family.

File3:

Curtains forcing their will
against the wind,
children sleep,
exchanging dreams with
seraphim. The city
drags itself awake on
subway straps; and
I, an alarm, awake as a
rumor of war
lie stretching into dawn
unasked and unheeded.

Maya Angelou "Awakening In New York"

The rose is a rose
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple's a rose,
And the pear is, and so's
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only knows
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose -
But were always a rose.

Robert Frost "The Rose Family"

Simple Same was a simple man.
He lived each day by a simple plan.
Enjoy your life and live while you can.
Make each day count and take a stand.

Stand on the left or stand on the right,
Whichever one you think is right.
Live each day as if your last.
Life's too short and gone too fast.

Irwin Mercer "A Simple Plan"

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J Chukwu:

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I think that I shall never see
a thing as lovely as a tree...

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V Dang:

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J Fedoryk:

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Topic: SSD-Solid State Disk replacing Hard Disks for personal computers and/or servers:
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File1:

It was on one of those unexpectedly clement summer days.

He was under the canopy of leaves. He was sitting, quietly, thoughtful for
once. His usually smiling, joyful face was not marred with stern lines that
would make him a Stannis, no. Renly's visage simply lacked the usual
carefree aura it casted around him.

Loras stood, his rainbow cloak flickering lightly in the gentle breeze he'd
just received it. The weight of it was not even a day old on his shoulders,
but it felt as if it was one he'd waited all of his life to carry.

His sister had the title and the ring, but he felt that the cloak was more
appropriate for a love token than any other grace Renly might bestow on
sweet Margaery.

Loras rememberd as he observed his King, his posture that of the perfect
Kingsguard.

It was barely a year ago, and they were still, the, the knights of summer.
Renly was still the king's brother and no more, and they had plotted
together to get his sister to beguile Robert and finally rid himself of
that awful Lannister woman. Renly has no love for Cersei, and if that was
how he felt, then Loras felt the same way.

File2:

Myrcella told herself that she had done it to protect her sweet friend
Jeyne, who was more than half in love with the Young Wolf and oblivious to
the way she was pushed onto him by her mother.

When Robb Stark had stormed the Crag, no one had expected Myrcella's
presence there. It was a secret that instead of going to Dorne, her mother
had smuggled her away to her old friend, Jeyne Farman, knowing that she
would be safe in the Westerlands. Jeyne Farman had just been trying to
alleviate the princess Myrcella's boredom at being taken from a bustling
court life to the staid backwaters of Fair Isle, and so had sent her for a
sojourn to the Westerlings, who had girls Myrcella's age.

Since the Northern army had taken the Crag, Myrcella had been secluded off
and not allowed in the presence of the injured your Stark. Her Lannister
blood had meant that she wasn't trusted to not poison him whilst he was
helpless.

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It didn't mean Myrcella hadn't seen things though. Such as the way Jeyne
Westerling had been spending all her time tending to Robb Stark. She had
also seen the letter sent to Sybell Spice written in her granfather's hand.
Suddenly, her previously inexplicable behavior in encouraging her daughter
Jeyne to wait on the Young Wolf and spend as much time in his company as
she could had made sense.

It was a dangerour game to be sure, but one that Myrcella recognized from
the murky surroundings of the royal court. If Robb Stark won, then Jeyne
would be his Queen, but if Lord Tywin came out on top, then it was the
oldest honey trap in the world.

So, Myrcella told herself that sneaking into Robb Stark's chambers in the
dead of night when he was comatose from a sedative was to protect Jeyne
from getting hurt.

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D Gutierrez:

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R Hunt:

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Outlines/Brief1

Topic: 3D CAD and Product Data Management
3rd line:
Introduction

First Line of Reference section:
Reference 1

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File1:

A Resumed Identity
by Ambrose Bierce

One summer night a man stood on a low hill overlooking a wide expanse of
forrest and field. By the fullmoon hanging low in the west he knew what he
might not have known otherwise: that it was near the hour of dawn. A light
mist lay along the earth, partly veiling the lower features of the landscape,
but above it the taller trees showed in well- defined masses against a clear
sky. Two or three farmhouses were visible through the haze, but in none of
them, naturally, was a light.

Nowhere, in- deed, was any sign or suggestion of life except the barking of a
distant dog, which, repeated with mechanical iteration, served rather to
accentuate than dispel the loneliness of the scene. The man looked curiously
about him on all sides, as one who among familiar surroundings is unable to
determine his exact place and part in the scheme of things. It is so, perhaps,
that we shall act when, risen from the dead, we await the call to judgment.

The man could not rightly understand: he thought himself deaf; said so, and
heard his own voice, al- though it had an unfamiliar quality that almost
alarmed him; it disappointed his ear's expectancy in the matter of timbre and
resonance. But he was not deaf, and that for the moment sufficed.

File2:

It was late in the afternoon, and the light was waning. There was a difference
in the look of the tree shadows out in the yard. Somewhere in the distance
cows were lowing and a little bell was tinkling; now and then a farm-wagon
tilted by, and the dust flew; some blue-shirted laborers with shovels over
their shoulders plodded past; little swarms of flies were dancing up and down
before the peoples' faces in the soft air. There seemed to be a gentle stir
arising over everything for the mere sake of subsidence -- a very premonition
of rest and hush and night.

This soft diurnal commotion was over Louisa Ellis also. She had been peacefully
sewing at her sitting-room window all the afternoon. Now she quilted her
needle carefully into her work, which she folded precisely, and laid in a
basket with her thimble and thread and scissors. Louisa Ellis could not
remember that ever in her life she had mislaid one of these little feminine
appurtenances, which had become, from long use and constant association, a
very part of her personality.

Louisa tied a green apron round her waist, and got out a flat straw hat with a
green ribbon. Then she went into the garden with a little blue crockery bowl,
to pick some currants for her tea. After the currants were picked she sat on
the back door-step and stemmed them, collecting the stems carefully in her
apron, and afterwards throwing them into the hen-coop. She looked sharply at
the grass beside the step to see if any had fallen there.;

File3:

The Red Un was very red; even his freckles were red rather than
copper-coloured. And he was more prodigal than most kings, for he had two
crowns on his head. Also his hair grew in varying directions, like a
wheatfields after a storm. He wore a coat without a tail, but with brass
buttons to compensate, and a celluloid collar with a front attached. It was
the Red Un's habit to dress first and wash after, as saving labour; instead
of his neck he washed his collar.

The Red Un was the Chief Engineer's boy and rather more impressive than the
Chief, who was apt to decry his own greatness. It was the Red Un's duty to
look after the Chief, carry in his meals, make his bed, run errands, and
remind him to get his hair cut now and then. It was the Red Un's pleasure to
assist unassumingly in the surveillance of that part of the ship where the
great god, Steam, ruled an underworld of trimmers and oilers and stokers and
assistant engineers--and even, with reservations, the Chief. The Red Un kept a
sharp eye on the runs and read the Chief's log daily--so much coal in the
bunkers; so much water in the wells; so many engine-room miles in twenty-four
hours--which, of course, are not sea miles exactly, there being currents and
winds, and God knows what, to waste steam on.

The Red Un, like the assistants, was becoming a bear on the speed market.
He had learned that, just when the engines get heated enough to work like
demons, and there is a chance to break a record and get a letter from the
management, some current or other will show up--or a fog, which takes the
very tripe out of the cylinders and sends the bridge yapping for caution.

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A Kadel:

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M Khan:

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File1:

I think that I should see the crazy red fox jumpe over the lazy brown fox.


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C Larivey:

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Topic: Server/Workstation class computers. Who uses them and how?
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File1:

DATA SUBJECT-is the individual about whom information is
being processed, such as the patient at a medical facility,
the employee of a company or a retail store.

DATA CONTROLLER-is an organization that has the authority
to decide how and why personal information is to be processed.
This entity is the focus of most obligations under privacy and
data protection laws- it controls the use of personal information
by determining the purposes for it's use and the manner in which
it will be processed.

Technology can also provide robust privacy protection.
The rapid advancement of technology such as encryption provides
people with new and advanced means of protecting themselves.

File2:

Yo mama is so fat, I took a picture of her last Christmas
and it's still printing. Yo momma so fat when she got on the scale it
said, "I need your weight not your phone number."

I asked a Chinese girl her number. She said, "Sex! Sex! Sex!
Free sex tonight!" I said, "Wow!" Then her friend said , "She means 666-3629
Yo momma is so fat, that when she fell, no one was laughing but the
ground was cracking up."

File3:

Yo momma is so hairy, when she went to Star Wars, everybody
screamed and said, "IT'S CHEWBACCA."

Yo momma so fat and old when God said, "Let there be light,"
he asked your mother to move out of the way.

Yo momma so ugly when she to join an ugly contest they said,
"Sorry no professionals."

Teacher:"Kids, what does the chicken give you?"
Student: "Meat!"
Teacher: "Very good! Now what does the pig give you?"
Student: "Bacon!"
Teacher: "Great! And what does the fat cow give you?"
Student: "Homework!"

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O Mohammed:

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T Morris:

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A Rock:

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Topic: Social Media, how they make money, markets and share:
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(example)

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References

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File1:

My name is Andrew Tyler Rock, but I go by Tyler.
I went to Godwin High School in the West End of Richmond.
After I graduated I went in to the Marine Corps.
I was in for 12 years, but I was injured,
so I decided to leave the service and move back home.
I've been back in Richmond since 2015,
and I will be graduating from VCU next spring.
My plan is to move back to the San Francisco Bay Area after graduating.

File2:

We're talking away
I don't know what
I'm to say I'll say it anyway
Today's another day to find you
Shying away
I'll be coming for your love, okay?

Take on me (take on me)
Take me on (take on me)
I'll be gone
In a day or two

So needless to say
I'm odds and ends
But I'll be stumbling away
Slowly learning that life is okay
Say after me
It's no better to be safe than sorry

Take on me (take on me)
Take me on (take on me)
I'll be gone
In a day or two

-- a-ha

File3:

WILL
< Yeah. Don't worry about me, I know what I'm doin'.
Yeah, but this girl is like, you know, beautiful. She's
smart. She's funny. She's different from most of the
girls I've been with.

SEAN
So, call her up, Romeo.

WILL
Why? So I can realize she's not that smart, that she's
fuckin' boring? Y'know--I mean...this girl is like
fuckin' perfect right now, I don't wanna r--ruin that.

SEAN
Maybe you're perfect right now. Maybe you don't
wanna ruin that. I think that's a super philosophy, Will,
that way you can go through your entire life without
ever having to really know anybody....My wife used to
fart when she was nervous. She had all sorts of
wonderful idiosyncrasies. You know what? She used to
fart in her sleep. Sorry I shared that with you. One
night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up
and gone like "oh was that you?" 'd say yeah...I didn't
have the heart to tell her...Oh God...

WILL
She woke herself up?

SEAN
Ye e e e sss....> Oh Christ....aahhh, but, Will, she's been
dead two years and that's the shit I remember.
Wonderful stuff, you know, little things like that. Ah,
but, those are the things I miss the most. The little
idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. That's what made
her my wife. Oh and she had the goods on me, too, she
knew all my little peccadillos. < People call these things
imperfections, but they're not, aw that's the good stuff. >
And then we get to choose who we let in to our weird
little worlds. < You're not perfect, sport. And let me
save you the suspense. This girl you met, she isn't
perfect either. But the question is: whether or not you're
perfect for each other. > That's the whole deal. That's
what intimacy is all about. Now you can know
everything in the world, sport, but the only way you're
findin' out that one is by givin' it a shot. You certainly
won't learn from an old fucker like me. < Even if I did
know, I wouldn't tell a piss ant like you. >

--
Good Will Hunting

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B Salter:

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Topic: Virtual Firewalls vs. Hardware Firewalls. Pros and Cons, and who's got the marketshare in each approach
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I am currently a junior at Virgina Commonwealth University majoring in
Infromation systems. I graduated from Tallwood High School with an
Advanced Studies Diploma. I completed the Cisco Networking Academy at
the Advanced Technolgy Center.
I earnned my Cisco Certified Associate in Routing and Swithing. I need to
work on getting my cert again.
I currently work at Westminster Canterbury Richmond working in IT. I have
worked there for over a year.


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Permissions and other Specs


Part 1 -- Learn vi and Post your Topic

Before making Outlines and web directories, find a vim tutorial you like and get comfortable using it.

Then, use vi to edit files in your home directory named File1, File2, and File3, each with at least three well-formatted paragraphs from a text, novel, article or your own poetry, prose, or blog. Make each line of text a max of 75 characters wide. Set the permissions for each of these files to 600, readable by only yourself and root.

Make a directory named Outlines in your home directory and edit the topic for your brief on the 1st line of a file named Brief1 in the Outlines directory. Nothing else is required in the file for Part 1 but line 2 should be left empty if there is. The file should be 'plain text', with no HTML.

Set the permissions on the Outlines directory to 700 and the file Brief1 to 600. Check the progress page to make sure Outlines and Brief1 are in the right place with the right permissions. The progress page is updated one second past every minute. Enter 'date' at the command line to check the time.

Part 2 -- Posting Your Outline and References

Part 2 of the project is to find references for your brief, organize them, make an outline for the brief, and use vi to key the outline and references into the file Brief1.

Brief1 should be a plain-text file, should not have any html, will only be read by you and the instructor. It should be organized by indenting to show the 'levels of the outline'.

When you've completed the research, edit the file Brief1 and add a nicely indented outline for your tech market brief, starting in line 3, leaving the 2nd line empty. Single-space between each entry in the outline, leaving no 'blank line' between the lines of your outline. Use spaces to make indentations to structure the outline. After the single-spaced outline, double-space to leave an empty line and list your references. If you have done this properly, your feedback below will show your topic, the first entry in your outline, and the first reference in your list.

Part 3 -- Making the 3-page website:

Please find and comply with all the specs posted on the class' page and mentioned in class for the HOL/Tech Brief project. Make a valid skeleton of your website first, then pitch your brief in standards-compliant html and css.

Please complete these little tasks at the linux command line without desktop editors! Steps, without FileZilla or WinSCP, at the command line:

  • Make a directory named 'web', all lower case, with no apostrophes, in your home directory if you haven't already done it. Set it's permissions to rwx-----x so you have full access to it and httpd can include it in a path.
  • Use vi to create and edit index.html in your web directory. Verify that it shows up as index.html in your progress report below.
  • Use vi to edit a file named Brief1.html in your web directory. Your Brief1.html will hold the web version of your technical market brief.
  • Set the permissions of any web pages, css, graphics, or other files in the web directory to 604 rw----r--. If there are subdirectories, set them to rwx---r-x.

Grading:

Get any questions answered in class, not in email. Snapshots of this page, the contents of your home directory, and your history at the command line will be taken after the deadline and used to score the timeliness and quality of each component at the time it was due.