Requiem for a box

It is a tradegy in a geeks life if a server and its data are dying without a warning. But that is how life is ment to be, according to murphy.

This are the last words for and about my loyal server Odysseus. Its job was sorting and shipping the caught malware from the honeypots. May its spirit raise up and reach the great server rooms of eternity to find peace there.

Goodbye, old friend and rest in peace.