well, it's stressful when shit breaks, but at least it's nice to be able to easily diagnose and fix it remotely over the phone.
it just does not end... now that i've managed to circumvent some of the DNS bullshit, their outsourced email service is being flaky. i'd already have an exchange server set up and running there if it weren't for flakiness on someone else's part. grph.
this all really smacks of that life-as-a-fractal thing i was speaking of a few weeks ago.
this morning i was walking along the edge of st james park in san jose on the way to get my morning coffee shot- sitting on a bench in the middle of the park is a hefty, sizable, bearded & ponytailed vietnam-vet looking character, wearing those mirrored sunglasses (a la "respect mah authoritah").
out of the corner of my eye i see him look directly at me a second before he yells "what the hell is all this bullshit?!" loud enough to be heard from one end of the park to the other.
i look back at him (while still walking), and extend my arms palms-up a little to the side and shrug in my best non-verbal conveyance of "what... you're asking *me*?"