Fixing Ubuntu 18.04 and moving to PHP-FPM
Moved vhost farm to Ubuntu 18.04 on Linode and hit some snags after deciding to move to php-fpm instead of mod-php.
Adding this to apache.conf instead of to each vhost config seems to work fine:
<FilesMatch "\.php$">SetHandler "proxy:unix:/var/run/php/php7.2-fpm.sock|fcgi://localhost/" </FilesMatch>
Add
<If "-f %{SCRIPT_FILENAME}"></If>
around the FilesMatch line to keep non php from being sent to unix sockets and ending up as lines in the Apache error log.
This also seems to work fine in apache.conf to enable http2 for all vhosts:
Protocols h2 http/1.1
Need to edit children in /etc/php/7.2/fpm/pool.d/www.conf as the default is set to 5. 35 seemed better.
Then a2enmod proxy_fcgi && a2dismod php7.2 gets you most of the way there.
Newer kernel prevented php-fpm from launching automatically on reboot, so rolled back to 4.15.18-x86 and this seems to fix php-fpm not launching on a reboot.
service php7.2-fpm reload never hurts, but shouldn’t be necessary on reboot.
This was helpful in getting to the bottom of the reboot issue: https://www.linode.com/community/questions/17135/php72-fpmservice-failing-after-reboot-nginx-error-502
Get rid of red padlock on email sent from server:
smtp_tls_security_level = may
smtp_tls_loglevel = 1
smtp_tls_CAfile = /etc/ssl/certs/ca-certificates.crt
LetsEncrypt/Certbot Fun
sudo certbot –apache -d example.com -d www.example.com
Remove cert:
certbot revoke --cert-path /etc/letsencrypt/live/CERTNAME/cert.pem
Bittersweet Touchdown
Le Petit Chien Triste
Abandoned by her owners, a tiny dog faces a dangerous new life dominated by the packed gravel dust of existential loneliness.
Toykle Two!
I rescued a snapping turtle in 6th grade. Things didn’t go so well. I put it in a large cardboard box with a bunch of sand, a buried bowl with water for swimming, and I fed it Italian cold cuts. I was surprised at how little the turtle moved, but hey… it was turtle… and everyone knows that turtles move slowly. Unfortunately, sometimes little movement is actually no movement, and Toykle (as he/she was known) was an eyeless corpse before any intervention took place.
Having learned my lesson, I managed a quick turnaround from rescue to release when Abigail, Jackson, and I noticed a baby snapping turtle headed the wrong way up Maverick Street. Down Maverick leads to the swamp; up Maverick leads to certain death at the library intersection. Turtle chose poorly, but we cheated Darwin and delivered him/her to the swamp.
Abby hits the threeeeee!
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