OK, there were a few minor bumps in the road, but the websites are now moved to new servers. I’d been with the previous hosting company since May 28, 2005 (I found the original welcome email), and don’t have anything negative to say about them. In fact, they were very easy-going and friendly. But it was time for a change.
And with the help of your donations, I was able to pay someone to move everything for me, and also purchase a full year’s worth of hosting. I was forking over a hefty amount each month at the previous place, and that bill will now go away. I won’t have to pay for hosting again, until January 2013. At the end of February I might pay for another year, and push it to 2014.
We also took some steps to try to prevent future hackings. I don’t want to say what we did, for obvious reasons, but I’ve got my sausage fingers crossed. I feel fairly confident everything’s locked down now.
I appreciate you guys helping me out. I wouldn’t have been able to afford it otherwise. I hoist a vessel of the golden elixir in your honor. Here’s to a more stable, Russian-free future!
And in case you’re keeping score, I shut down Suggestaholic and FurtherEvidence. TheWVSR, Mockable, and CrossroadsRoad were moved to the new servers. CrossroadsRoad will be turned into a static landing page, advertising the novel; it will not be an active website. Also, jeffkay.com and SmokingFishMedia.com now redirect to TheWVSR.
Metten has tentative plans for Mockable, and I’m going to devote all my energies to this website and the book. No more side projects, or time-sucking sites that never really get off the ground. I’m simplifying, and focusing. I’m guilty of over-extending myself, to the point where nothing receives the attention it deserves and requires.
And so… That’s what I’ve been doing all day. I’m excited that everything was moved with only a few small hiccups. TheWVSR is a complicated mess, with all that old FrontPage material and whatnot. It’s not a simple matter for me to change hosts. But it looks like we pulled it off.
Please let me know if you notice anything funky going on. And thanks again!
Last night I was sitting at the drive-thru window at Taco Bell, at 2:30 am, when my phone made one of its weird noises. I saw that a Google Alert was delivered to one of my email inboxes, and it said the West Virginia Surf Report is mentioned in a news article at the Charleston Daily Mail.
That’s interesting, I thought. But I didn’t have time to read it, because a husky woman was brandishing a sack of tacos outside my car window.
I drove home, wondering what the ol’ hometown paper had to say about our site. I was a paperboy for the Daily Mail, for many years. I delivered it seven days a week, in rain and snow and crack-rash heat. So, I was extra-curious. And after I polished off my pseudo-Mexican bounty, I read this article.
I’m genuinely happy that Jason is getting the well-deserved attention, but what the hell?? His column has to be featured at ANOTHER SITE, before it catches fire? I don’t really care for that part of it. What was wrong with our version of it? Why isn’t “every person in Charleston” reading the EXACT SAME PIECE at TheWVSR? Grrr…
Petty jealousies aside, it’s great that the article is causing such a stir. Seriously. It’s fantastic, and deserves to be discussed and admired. And I appreciate Jason mentioning where it was originally published.
Now I just need to figure out how I dropped the ball on it, and maybe slug myself in the genitalia as punishment.
I finished my 11-day work marathon last night, and don’t have to return there until Sunday evening. It’s a great feeling. Of course I’m dragging massive ass today, but I’ll be back to normal tomorrow morning. I’m still able to manage a one-day turnaround on work marathons, thank you very much.
I’m feeling a strong urge to drink beer, though. A super-strong urge.
Finally, while I was on my way to work yesterday, I saw a man eating off a paper plate while driving on Interstate 81. I couldn’t tell what he was shoveling into his word-hole, but he was using a plastic utensil of some sort to facilitate the transfer.
I sometimes eat while driving, but don’t use a goddamn knife and fork. It’s usually just a hamburger, or a breakfast sandwich. What about you? Do you ever enjoy a quick meal while navigating a boulevard of death, at 85 mph? Please tell us about it.
Also, what’s the strangest thing you’ve seen people doing in other cars, while driving? I see guys shaving sometimes, and people reading hardcover books. I’ve also seen drivers watching a TV, if you can believe it. What have you noticed out there?
And what do you think would be the most difficult thing to eat, behind the wheel? Spaghetti? Soup? Crab legs? Cob o’ corn? What do you think would be the biggest challenge?
So, there you go… Those are your Questions of the Day. And I’m going to stop now, and wallow ‘neath a blanket in front of the B.A.T.
See you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day!