Sucessfully recovered domains

Date: 2001-01-07 23:49:31

Right now I'm operating on the assumption that festing.org has sucessfully been recovered. This morning I finally got fed up with Network Solutions' inability to make my required modifications and filled out the webform requesting information on why it wasn't working. I found the toll-free assistance number and queued it to call tomorrow at noon if they still hadn't gotten their act together.

Then this evening I check my e-mail from Gem's dialup and see the e-mail I thought I might have gotten, requesting verification of my change request, dated back in December when I first submitted the request. Anaylizing the headers seems to suggest that it languished in Network Solutions' mailservers for nearly two weeks. I gave the appropiate response, and just now I got another e-mail informing me that the required changes have been made. This means that very soon the whole entire world will be able to view festing.org and all of its subdomains in all of their originally-intended glory. Fun indeed for the whole Festing family.

BTW, forgot to mention it: thanks to Bitscape for providing two doses of Bawl's Guarana for Gem and I. She liked it.

And special thanks to the four guys who helped push me out of the median on I-80 just west of Cheyenne.

I'm now burning seven Farscape cds, the entire set of first season episodes. Great fun.

Time marches on. Gem wanted to buy some jeans, so she dropped by my dorm and we walked maybe two kilometers into Walla Walla to the local Blue Mountain Mall. Time spent following Mom and Bethany around on endless clothes shopping trips increased my ability to resist fleeing in abject horror. (Ok, I'll concede those endurance fests were good for something after all.) I stopped by a meatspace music retailer and suddenly remembered why I abhore meatspace music retailers: US$20 for a cd. (This specific retailer disturbs me more, though; a tiny mall store that has a tiny selection and is inundated with nasty "popular" (aka preteen-targeted puppet pseudo-music; other content farmers might use the term "antichrist") music and just presents the wrong ambiance.)

I continue to read Snow Crash. It's marginally amusing to sit next to Gem as we read different Neal Stephenson books that the other has read; she's making her way through my hard-bound copy of Cryptonomicon.