A curiously satisfying combination
Jul. 21st, 2004 03:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
garranSince my 'real' weblog is currently, from the most of the internet's point of view, quite inaccessible, I'm going to break my self-imposed ban on writing in this one, albeit just to mirror by hand what I just wrote there:
When we first bought this house, it was bordered on the east by a large, sloping lot full of trees, and in the time since all the trees have been knocked down, and they're building, I understand, no less than three houses on the property. It's as though some sort of cosmic force for balance has decided that my house was just too awesome, and it needed to be subjected to obnoxious construction noises for a while to even things out. They've got one machine over there which makes the whole earth vibrate beneath us, a very unnerving sensation to be subjected to when you're half-asleep in the morning and you live in an area that everyone says is overdue for a major earthquake.
(I suspect I'd feel significantly more bittersweet about the loss of that clump full of trees if I'd been in this house, and thus, inevitably, played in it, since childhood. I suspect it would have made a very good magical grove of some sort. As it is, I'm mostly sad that the population of trees interspersed with North Vancouver in all my view is that much lessened, which is made up for somewhat by the fact that the trees they knocked over were the ones blocking our view of Mount Baker, so that at least for the moment, I can say that a volcano is visible from my deck.)
So, keeping wifl at my house has been an appalling faliure, as cola has been unable to get spiny to recognize and name it here (indeed, I'm currently posting in a weblocation that, from most points of view, does not actually exist!). It's accessible from http://spiny.at.org:2080/, but A) almost nobody knows that and B) it requires constant maintenance on my part, so the reliability is spotty at best. And there's no ssh or anything. I'm probably going to try and give it to Cody; eventually, Shaw will complain at him for running a webserver, but at least in the meantime it might actually exist.
I also have media and sfinx. I'm not sure what to do about either of those; I'll probably end up keeping them, for the moment (maybe I'll be able to give media back to the new Windsor House, eventually). I really ought to get it up and get some pictures off of it, though; it's currently failing in some pretty major image-hosting obligations.
So, yeah; if it's now the future and wifl is back up, and you're poking around, wondering, "Where has this been?", now you have the answer: it's been at my house, a refugee from the collapse into chaos of its ancestral home. (It's possible that in your time it is, though successfully rewebbed, still not running its mailserver, so if you still can't reach me at glump@wifl.at.org, my favoured alternate is now a gmail account, 'garran'. The single quotes are not part of the username. (They wouldn't let me have 'glump'; they think it's too short, of all things! Five letters, and they think it's too short!))
Only a week remains until I make my departure for Detroit, and eventually Baltimore and Otakon, a startling fact considering that at some point - I can remember it clearly - I had six months. My mental picture of what it's going to be like has grown more and more nebulous, as it's neared and I've realized that I've never done anything like this before. In other words, I'm finally getting nervous. (I'm meeting an awful lot of people who have somehow managed to acquire a high opinion of me. What if I'm disappointing? etc., etc.) Some things can be quantified and estimated, anyway: my visited states map, currently thus, ought by July 30th to look like this.
Aside from my travel insurance, which I'll go buy sometime this week, I think that my preparations are pretty much complete. I hope I haven't forgotten anything.
I'm wearing my dressing gown and my Indiana Jones hat, a curiously satisfying combination.
When we first bought this house, it was bordered on the east by a large, sloping lot full of trees, and in the time since all the trees have been knocked down, and they're building, I understand, no less than three houses on the property. It's as though some sort of cosmic force for balance has decided that my house was just too awesome, and it needed to be subjected to obnoxious construction noises for a while to even things out. They've got one machine over there which makes the whole earth vibrate beneath us, a very unnerving sensation to be subjected to when you're half-asleep in the morning and you live in an area that everyone says is overdue for a major earthquake.
(I suspect I'd feel significantly more bittersweet about the loss of that clump full of trees if I'd been in this house, and thus, inevitably, played in it, since childhood. I suspect it would have made a very good magical grove of some sort. As it is, I'm mostly sad that the population of trees interspersed with North Vancouver in all my view is that much lessened, which is made up for somewhat by the fact that the trees they knocked over were the ones blocking our view of Mount Baker, so that at least for the moment, I can say that a volcano is visible from my deck.)
So, keeping wifl at my house has been an appalling faliure, as cola has been unable to get spiny to recognize and name it here (indeed, I'm currently posting in a weblocation that, from most points of view, does not actually exist!). It's accessible from http://spiny.at.org:2080/, but A) almost nobody knows that and B) it requires constant maintenance on my part, so the reliability is spotty at best. And there's no ssh or anything. I'm probably going to try and give it to Cody; eventually, Shaw will complain at him for running a webserver, but at least in the meantime it might actually exist.
I also have media and sfinx. I'm not sure what to do about either of those; I'll probably end up keeping them, for the moment (maybe I'll be able to give media back to the new Windsor House, eventually). I really ought to get it up and get some pictures off of it, though; it's currently failing in some pretty major image-hosting obligations.
So, yeah; if it's now the future and wifl is back up, and you're poking around, wondering, "Where has this been?", now you have the answer: it's been at my house, a refugee from the collapse into chaos of its ancestral home. (It's possible that in your time it is, though successfully rewebbed, still not running its mailserver, so if you still can't reach me at glump@wifl.at.org, my favoured alternate is now a gmail account, 'garran'. The single quotes are not part of the username. (They wouldn't let me have 'glump'; they think it's too short, of all things! Five letters, and they think it's too short!))
Only a week remains until I make my departure for Detroit, and eventually Baltimore and Otakon, a startling fact considering that at some point - I can remember it clearly - I had six months. My mental picture of what it's going to be like has grown more and more nebulous, as it's neared and I've realized that I've never done anything like this before. In other words, I'm finally getting nervous. (I'm meeting an awful lot of people who have somehow managed to acquire a high opinion of me. What if I'm disappointing? etc., etc.) Some things can be quantified and estimated, anyway: my visited states map, currently thus, ought by July 30th to look like this.
Aside from my travel insurance, which I'll go buy sometime this week, I think that my preparations are pretty much complete. I hope I haven't forgotten anything.
I'm wearing my dressing gown and my Indiana Jones hat, a curiously satisfying combination.
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Date: 2004-07-23 09:48 am (UTC)I ought to write in my real-life journal more, though. Actually, I think I'll do that today...