UPDATE: I don’t want to jinx myself, but everything has been quiet on the Eastern front since yesterday around 3 pm. We tried a lot of different things, and one of them apparently did the trick. Temporarily, anyway. We go through this exercise every few weeks, it seems.
Thanks to everyone who has donated to the cause. It’s sincerely appreciated. I’ll keep you updated on what’s happening, and the changes we’re implementing. You guys are making it possible for me to hopefully fix this issue once and for all. So, thank you.
Some more good news… Our dryer is now fixed. We called The Man a few days ago, and he was here this morning. Within 30 seconds he had the dryer tipped over, the back off, and the heating element removed. He only charged $70, and the problem is solved. It kinda pisses me off that we didn’t call sooner. Seventy measly dollars?! Grrr…
In any case, it feels like Ritz Carlton-level luxury to wash and dry my enormous jeans, right here in the house. I no longer have to drive to the laundromat with my basket of sadness, sit there and watch people with neck tattoos SLAM dryer doors (why all the slamming?), and try to avert my eyes as a construction worker folds a stack of inconceivably stained undergarments five feet from my head.
So, there’s a glimmer of hope. And I’ll take a glimmer at this point.
This is Day 6 of my big 12-day work marathon, and I’m holding up. It hasn’t been too bad, so far. We’ll see how I feel on Monday or Tuesday, but it’s been remarkably easy to this point. You adjust to the current reality, I think, and just deal with it. When something changes out of the blue, it’s much worse. But my inner-sensors are set for 12 days, and that feels completely doable at this point. Again, I don’t want to get cocky…
I’ll post a real update tomorrow, my friends. Thanks for all your help, and your patience.
I won’t bore you with all the details, but this Russian problem is ongoing. I remove the code, and it comes right back. I have a knowledgeable person working with me on it, and even he’s frustrated. We don’t know how the bad guys are getting in, but they clearly have full and complete access to my shit. It’s not good.
The nuclear option, of course. is to take everything down and move it. It’s something I’ve been trying to avoid, because I have a loyalty to my hosting company. It’s a small outfit, and they know me by name. I’ve been with them for years, and they’ve been great. But this is happening way too often, and we can’t get a handle on it.
The problem? It’ll take a few hundred bucks to switch to another host. And it’s not in the budget right now. Heck, I’m in the middle of working twelve 10-hour days in a row, just to keep the garbage barge afloat. Three or four hundred ain’t much, in real life, but it’s a lot in the tragicomedy I’m living right now.
So, I hate to do it, but I’m going to ask you guys for help on this. If you can spare a few dollars, I’d be very appreciative. You can “buy me a beer” at this page, or just send a donation of any size, via PayPal, to firstname.lastname@example.org
I know I badgered all of you to buy holiday gifts through my Amazon links, and it was fantastic. Unfortunately, I won’t see any of that money until the last week of February. And the thought of dealing with this hacking crap for another six or seven weeks is a depressing one.
So, if you can spare a few bucks, I thank you in advance. And, if not, I understand. Oh, I understand real good.
Shit, I feel like a panhandler… But I’m experiencing a low-grade panic over here. In the past we’ve been able to stop this, at least for a while, but now it’s relentless. Someone or something is able to edit the site’s code, at any time.
Thanks, folks. I’m going to go warm up the hot water bottle now…