snowy day has dawned. I awoke at 2:30 a.m. and was unable
to get back to sleep. Humph!
Up I got and decided to resolve one of the issues that was on my mind. I turned on the computer to deal with an issue with one of my mysql databases. I haven't dealt with database issues for a little while, so I had to retrain myself as I went along. The next thing I knew Attila was greeting me with a groggy good morning. And so the night passed.
I was able to get the database functioning again. That felt good. I gave myself a pat on the back. That is the end of that, at least for now.
This morning I am copying files from the old server to my hard drive. The download will take six or seven hours via dialup. Then it will be time to decommission the old server account. This server migration would have been a monumental challenge, particularly using a dialup connection, but for the assistance of the tech people at pair.com and pairlite.com. Great people.
I've been talking to and corresponding with loved ones this week. The exchanged information isn't earth shattering or fascinating. However, it is meaningful contact with people who care about me and about whom I care. I wish we could have face-to-face contact, a chat, a cup of tea. It is wonderful to interact with with friends and loved ones. My world, but for Attila, is almost entirely virtual.
|RECIPES :: Cast
Maggie's Militant Mist: protesting the moving of computer cables.
by Gothic Voices
from Hildegard of Bingen: A feather on the breath of God
By The Easy Chair
The Forsyte Saga
by John Galsworthy
"Money was now his light, his medium for seeing, that without which he was really unable to see, really not cognizant of phenomena."
from The Forsyte Saga
by John Galsworthy,
page 43, (1928)
Snow Squall Warning
Condition: Light Snow
Pressure: 101.6 kPa rising
Visibility: 11.3 km
Humidity: 77 %
Wind Chill: -9 Dewpoint: -6.3°C
Wind: NW 18 km/h gust 32 km/h
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