If you don’t have time to install the dos2unix utility, you can run the command against the shell script to remove the carriage returns that is added by Windows when the script was created. Otherwise you will get ;
sh: ./setup.sh: /bin/sh^M: bad interpreter: No such file or directory
sed -i -e 's/\r$//' shellscript.sh
This is a good site and it worked for me.
The CMDB upgrade on the secondary server encountered an unexpected error:
Skipping import of record as defined in options [Fri Feb 06 00:32:01.983] INFO – Error importing record 9: ERROR (326): Required field cannot be blank
Root Cause appears to be that the Server Group ranking was inaccurate and only production server names exist in the Op Ranking form.
The corrective action is to log into the SQL Server database directly and delete all records from teh servgrp_board table. Then restart ARS Services on primary and secondary servers. When the servers come up, they will detect the Server-Group-Member: T and no records in the servgrp_board table and will automatically populate the values there. Once the values are present in the Op Ranking form, you can rank the server group operations accordingly.
At this point, you can re-run the upgrade for CMDB on the secondary server. It should not attempt to import anything and not give this error.
by Danny Kellett
The Remedy Action Request System provides hooks, or integration points, to implement Single Sign On (SSO) solutions. Understanding how to use these has taken me almost two years – rereading the various white papers listed below in addition to the installation/configuration guides many times.
My attempt to simplify it follows:
Remedy provides hooks for implementing SSO in two locations; I’m going to call them the front end (the user side), and the back end (the Remedy Application server side).
Continue reading SSO Intergration by Danny Kellett
The Oakland MEPS station was a crowded busy terminal where families said their goodbyes. I did not get the chance to say goodbye. I sat alone as I waited for my bus to the Oakland airport. Little did I know that the process would lead me to a new way of life, a life as a U.S. Marine. I arrived at the San Diego airport at approximately 11:30pm setting me up for the longest night of my life.
As I stepped out of the bus, drill instructors lead us from one location to another making sure that the indoctrination process was complete. The processing began at midnight and did not end until 3:30 am. By the time morning had arrived, my civilian clothes and sneakders were packed in boxes and exchanged for cami’s and boots. After my shoulder length hair was cut unceremonously I quickly realized that the other recruits I met on the bus or plane disappeared as we became one melting pot of different colored recruits. Hair apparently is the one key feature that allows us to identify each other, without it, I had to rely on other features such as eyes, nose, mouth and ears. My drill instructors quickly identified the more mature recruits and quickly weeded out the weak in the first week. We had not even done any real physical exercises, it was more of speaking loudly and in your face that broke many of the recruits down. As soon as the recruit started crying and asking to go home, they would him if they were sure and got them out in a matter of minutes. Platoon 3115 lost 7 recruits in 7 days for unfit for military duty.
The indoctrination continued the following week as we shuffled front to back with our heads down from the chow hall to the fitness fields. There was no routine, every day there was a different activity. Most our time was spent on learning how to become Marines; from polishing brass and boots to ironing our “woodland cami’s” and folding our t-shirts. Wrinkles, smudges and mistakes were not tolerated.
There were 4 drill instructors, the most memorable one was Sgt. Wesley. He was a stocky dark green Marine. He was in the airwing and was working on becoming a staff NCO and serving as a drill instructor would allow him to earn points towards the cutting score. He was probably the most human out of the 4 drill instructors and was the only one that could sing a cadence that was at least motivating to hear.