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I was standing near a chained linked fence.  This cop walked up too me, asking me to stay where I was.  I thought that I was in trouble for something, but he told me that he was trying to get his computer set up as a server to host his web site.  He wanted to know why he wasn’t able to get it running.  I told him that he needed to set up the dns properly and he had to do this in the hosts file.  So he tries to do this but he comes back and says it isn’t working.  Then he tells me that he’s not using Server.  He’s using XP.  I tell him that he needs to be using a server.  Then I’m thinking to myself that there should a be a way to do this with XP and I give him a couple tips on creating a special user, assigning that user to a directory and opening up that directory with read and execute permission.  He doesn’t seem like he wants to do the work to get this going tho.  He seems to want to push a button and have it work for him.  I’m a little exhasperated with him,

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