I’ll demonstrate here how I generally build a Plex VM and mount storage with FreeNAS.
I’ll fill in this section later.
In order for everything to behave, you’re going to want to create a user on FreeNAS. This user can be used if you need to mount a dataset through SMB or NFS to other computers. If you have already created a user then you can skip to the next heading.
NOTE: This is only creating a single user called ‘plex’. You can get more complex with the setup if you need multiple users to access the share by using groups but that is beyond More >
Lately at work we’ve been converting almost everything to use Kerberos authentication. This allows machines that are logged into our Active Directory domain to automatically login to various web resources. This seems to work fine on Mac OS with Safari with zero config. Firefox takes a config change but Google Chrome has been a huge problem child. Luckily this has been fixed in recent versions of Chrome to allow us to set the settings via “defaults write”. There was a shoddy hack being described some time ago that you could load up Workgroup Manager and set the Chrome policy there, but the More >
Fiance: "Woa, woa, woa. What’s wrong with our ceiling?" Me: *looks up* Fiance: "It’s like, dripping down. Wait. Is it?" Me: "I think I felt some ceiling drip on me" Fiance: "That’s weird. It’s just weird"
Fiance: "Uh, what’s he doing?" Me: "Nothing" Fiance: "Yea he is" Me: "He’s walking his dog" Fiance: "Oh. Upside down?" Me: "Yep." Fiance: "Oh. hah."
My fiance wakes up, speaking absolute gibberish and pointing down: "jfksjio and under the bed" Me: "What’s under the bed?" Fiance: "They have a stove under there" Me: "Who does?" Fiance: "I don’t know but I know they have one and it’s like…one they pass around to each other" Me: "How do you know?" Fiance: "I don’t know, but I know they have it" Me: "It’s those damned Keebler Elves again, isn’t it?" Fiance: *Sound asleep*
Wife: "Sounds like Mousetrap" Me: "What?"
Wife: "It’s pool" Me: "What’s pool?" Wife: "It’s *mumbles* a pool. But not not not. Um, not swimming pool" Me: "Not a swimming pool?" Wife: "No. Ok?" Me: "Ok."
Girlfriend: *Tosses and turns rapidly* "Mom!" Me: "It’s just me. You’re ok, nothing is trying to get you" GF: "What was that noise?" Me: "I just sniffled a second ago. I’m still sick" GF: "What does that represent? I mean, represent" Me: "I have no idea. What do you think it represents?" And then no reply. She had already fallen back asleep.
Girlfriend: "Wait. What’s that dog doing?" Me: "Wha…" Girlfriend: "Hey, no! Hey hey hey hey hey. Dog! Stop that!" Me: "She’s sleeping" Girlfriend: "But she’s over there. It…it looks like she’s inside the door"
Wife: "Did you get your present yet?" Me: "My what?" Wife: "Your yoyo" Me: "I don’t think it’s here yet" Wife: "Mmkay"
Wife: "Oh, they *mumble* the coupons." Me: "What coupons?" Wife: "I don’t know." Me: "I don’t either."
Girlfriend: Is stuff alive over there? Me: What? Girlfriend: *Leans over to look on my side of the bed* I just picked this up over there and it was alive. And then… I shut it….and put it over there. Me: You did? Girlfriend: Yes. And it had a baby. A bad baby. But, you know, not a real one.