As it turns out, if you run the scripts against the Active Directory for the migration process from Exchange 2003 to Exchange 2007, it cleans up some of the permissions on the administrator groups.
So if you had removed some of the explicit denies - say for your WebDAV application to be able to write mail into the folder of a user different than the user it operates as - those explicit denies get added back in again!
I just reviewed a lot of code and tested a lot of silly things, saying "yeah, there is no way it could be this."
I am very stupid that it took 6 hours and the help of others through a thinking aloud process to track that down.
RAWK
While I was taking a shower this morning, I thought of my favorite band as a kid - The Cult. My favorite album was Sonic Temple. Other than every Beatles album, The Cult's Sonic Temple was the only tape I had to buy multiple times because I listened to it so much that I wore them out. Even bought the CD multiple times due to listening to it so much.
On the cover of Sonic Temple is the ultimate guitar player pose. It is a silhouette of Billy Duffy being totally awesome and windmilling his guitar. I used to draw that image on my folders in school, and it generally made me know deep inside that I would never be cool until I learned how to play guitar.
I went on to learn that Billy Duffy was basically copying Pete Townsend of The Who along the way of me leaning to play guitar.
I also came to realize that learning to play guitar actually didn't make me cool.
So as I was standing there in the shower, shampooing as it turns out at the time, it occurred to me that while the windmill is the ultimate in coolness for guitar poses, I wonder if other instruments have awesome poses you should really be hitting, particularly if you are playing live.
So I went through a series of them in my head and couldn't picture what they would be.
tuba?
bassoon?
clarinet?
french horn?
I'm fairly sure it is one of life's constants that there is just no possible way to play the french horn and look cool in the process.
There is no windmill for the bassoon.
Flattery Gets You Everywhere
I hit a new milestone that pleases me today. In the past two weeks, although particularly this week, I've had ten people ask me if I'm a pro photographer after seeing my extremely lame/small body of work to date. My usual response is "I wish" or "go fuck yourself."
The latter being my usual response to nearly anything, so it isn't really anything new here.
To blunt the high from people mistaking me for having another career than my real one, I also get about one or two people a day who friend me on Flickr and when I look at their images, they are either entirely composed of strangulation fetish images, or men dressed as women wearing stockings.
At least I have friends.
