It strikes me that no explanation is needed for using and embracing technology. The people who need to justify themselves are those who have decided not to use it. Technology exists to share thoughts with the world. It’s socially acceptable to do so. Why would you not do it?
On Sunday all my sites went belly up for a period of about sixteen hours. (Does anyone write numbers as words anymore?) Kind of felt like I’d made the wrong decision about which pill to take and woken up in a bath of goo with wires attached to my spine.
No-one was really to blame. A fileserver somewhere in California adopted the foetal position and stopped responding to requests. My online world was in suspension and I started to imagine myself touring the streets of a deserted New York in a fast car with only a dog and some plastic dummies for company.
All hail the techies at Dreamhost who restored the illusion within a time frame that allowed me not to see too many real-world horrors.
There’s nothing like space in your head and the knowledge that you don’t have to fill it with anything within a specified time frame.
Plenty of things need to be done, but inhabiting that space for a couple of days and nullifying all real responsibility has quite a cleansing effect. Neurones that are beaten down by the daily routine dust themselves off and fire up again. Somehow your brain rehydrates and the future is so much more plausible.
Watched Ptang Yang Kipperbang early evening, after a tea of stuffed red peppers and baked potatoes. Every bit the reminder that I hoped it would be – the central epiphany of the squashed spider and the appearance/reality motif have stood the test of time an then some.
Then Close Encounters bought this afternoon in Asda for a fiver. Very pleasantly surprised to learn that it has a DTS track. Pulsed the sub at the appropriate UFO moments, and was overall very politely balanced. They’re good finds – old movies with DTS sound. Somehow it seems they make more effort when remastering an old movie. The ultimate is Duel.
The business is up and running. Not the apocalyptic launch I had in my head. More the product of not being able to see any reason for not doing it there and then. What better way to occupy that moribund period between Christmas and New Year when, as Michael McIntyre said, it appears you can only buy sofas? I think I have Zen Cart customised to a very nicely usable state, with a clean interface and transparent checkout process. Seems PayPal Express doesn’t sit well with the customisation I’m using, so I’m sticking with PayPal Payments Standard. So far so good. Gentle, but the pace will pick up, as they say.
It’s all about adding content now. The odd little tweak here and there, but the structure is in place and the content is the thing.
Remember to back up.
Part of the reason for posting this is to nudge the Christmas Tree off the top spot. It has to go. Funny how we live Christmas from November until late December, and then suddenly it has to go. Don’t normally leave it until early February though, but I can seen the thought process whereby that electrician wanted to keep it going all year round. That blues period in January can be crushing. I think I offset it to a large extent this time, but I didn’t zap it away. Still lurking in the shadows, holding my coat and snickering. Nothing beats that time when we had to go in on 2nd January.
Bored with snow and ice now. Should keep the bugs at bay in the summer. Should prune at Half Term.
Good in a way that a band have done a cover of Desolation Row, but MCR have made a bit of a dog’s breakfast of it. What does a typical dog’s breakfast actually consist of?
Hey ho. Fast forward.
