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Posted by: greg	12/24/2010 7:51 AM
‘Twas the Night before Christmas By Gregory A. Larsen ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the farm All the servers where humming, not causing a harm. The SQL machines were manage with care, In hopes that SQL Monitor would soon be there. The programmers were nestled all snug in their load While visions of T-SQL danced in their code. And the Network Admin in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a short winter’s day nap. When out on the floor there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the desk to see what was the matter. Up from my chair I flew like a flash, Tore down the hall assuming a crash. The managers were abreast of the new-fallen code Wondering what cluster of server were taking the load. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But the UPS Man, that was such a dear. The little old driver, was lively and quick. He handed me a parcel, that was hardly that thick. More rapid than eagles I unwrapped the package that came, And I whistled, and shouted, and called it by name! Yes “SQL Monitor” I screamed, as I opened the box! I’d finally gotten the iPad and software that rocks! To the top of my deck! To the top of the wall! I dashed away! Dashed away! Dashed away all. So now what should I do with this stuff that I got, But put it to use, it’s better than not! Back to the managers I responded with glee, This is what I’ve been talking about, now you can see. And then, in a twinkling, I heard from the group, That the prancing and pawing Greg’s doing can’t be a dupe. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the hall walked the managers without even a sound. I found a server all dressed up with space. It took just a few clicks and glances, it sure was the place. With a bundle of tools just install in my rack, All I had to do was configure the top my stack. My eyes-how they twinkled! My fingers were merry! My reports were not rosy, or sweet like a cherry! My droll little mouth, was working my talk, As I looked at the reports, with nothing but shock. SQL Monitor alerts, were sure quite a treat, The problems were everywhere, which wasn’t so neat. I showed my CIO the reports, which were quite a pest, In hopes he would lead, which is what he does best! He was friendly and plump, a right jolly old elf, Who laughed when I shared the reports, in spite of himself! A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon led me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went straight to the charts, And pointed and smirked, when he turned to our marts. And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up from his chair he rose! He sprang to his keyboard, and gave his team the decision, And away he flew, like a man on a mission. But, I heard him exclaim, as he moved out of out of sight, "Happy SQL Monitor to all, and to all a good-night!"
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