Stuck in the Matrix

So here’s the deal — my webhost did a big migration this weekend. Went without too much of a hitch, except for the part where one of my email accounts simply disappeared — and the part where a couple of directories suddenly thought their owner was “Root,” rather than little old me. I don’t know what kind of weight “Root” threw around in the old country, but here in the cyber-world, you may not screw with “Root.” The power of “Root” will not be denied. You may not make graven images of “Root.” So, suddenly, I was unable to change or update my blog. In fact, this page was originally toast, but I got lucky and was able to delete the old index file, at least for now. But they do tech support up close and personal and fixed my problem pronto (I’m not thinking they’ve got ALL that many sites, though I was turned on to them by Wil Wheaton, having asked myself, “What would Wil Wheaton do?” and you would think others might have bitten at that hook, too).

Anyway, seems like all is back to normal. There are at least two healthy people in the house, x-rays have not been made in days, my hair almost couldn’t be any shorter (the pic is pre-haircut), and if I sit here any longer you’re going to get another sermon about Sirius satellite radio. So, bye!