Addison Road will be down this weekend. I’m switching over to a new server, with significantly faster load times, and less crappy downtime.
Please get all of your snarky comments posted here by tonight at 10pm, or risk getting that shakes until the site comes back online.
It’s 11:03, and I’m still posting. Why don’t you get off yer ass, Mike, and start making some techno-magic happen on this here tubesite.
How’s that for snarky?
11:43.
Slacker.
What are you moving to? You loved moving me to my new server so much that you had to switch? Did I get the referral credit?
Is it just me, or is this new server just really, really, screamingly faster than the old site host?
Yes. Way.
Sweet. I love it when a plan comes together.
Dude… that’s uncanny.
I used that phrase in a conversation today. Haven’t used it in years. Had actually forgotten completely about The A-Team… for years. And yet, we both use it on this day, January the 29th, in the year of our Lord 2008.
Wacky.
Isn’t it ironic. A little too ironic.
Like ra-e-ain on your wedding day.
So…um…how do authors, like, log in now?
HA! forgot that some of you might want to actually be able to login!
Added to the bottom of the page, right side.
I support any improvement to the blog that encourages Aly to write.
hear hear!
Is there some particular reason (besides the fact that I harbor unconfessed sin )that the new site would crash safari for me? It’s happened a few times now.
Sarcastic answer #1: Because you’re using Safari.
next?
None that I can think of - can you give me a little more detail? does it load at all, does it refuse to load anything and then just freeze, etc.?
loads about halfway, then goes bye-bye. It could be the misspelling in the “some other posts” header block…
ha. I missed that. And, so did everyone else.
fixed.
I didn’t miss it. I was just too nice to say anything. Unlike some people…
i saw it the first day. I guess the imperfection just made me feel at home tho. But, as my mother used to say, homes are made to be broken.”
wait-what?
That’s some good old down home Texas wisdom, right there.
It’s what we call “farm wisdom” around my house. My favorite is how my dad tried to convince me that the older I got, the shorter the years became. Because, for example, this next year, I’m only adding 1/35th of my life to get a year older. And then the next year, I’ll be adding 1/36th of my life (which is even smaller than the year before). As an English Major, I guess I get where the logic rests. But when I told Beth, who is much more concrete and numbers-comfy, she thought my family were all inbred-like and such. Yee haw.
It isn’t really a problem until you reach the age 365, because then on the day of your birthday, you’re adding 1/365 of your life, but you’re also adding 1/365 of that year to your life, and that starts a whole cycle of infinite regress which can only be resolved by prayer and fasting.
At least, that’s what my pappy always said.
we’re friends because we had such similar upbringings.
LOL
You two should perhaps lay off the ganja for a time.
well, that’s not gonna happen.