Sunday, Nov. 13, 2005
How Not To Spend A Weekend
On Your Mark
Friday night I came home and posted - I think - a rambling and distinctly incoherent and ridiculously long entry in this diary. It was frighteningly bad even through the haze of a fever-ridden brain. I had planned to go to take it easy and I did, camping out on the sofa. I admittedly fell asleep late, but before I finally was out for the night, I think I had already been dozing in and out for a bit. There's no point in trying to claim I remember anything of it. The memory's about as fuzzy as a six-drink binge - and my limit is one glass of wine before I'm our cold.
Waking yesterday at a fairly reasonable hour, I puttered around for a bit, deleted the horrible excuse for an entry and posted an equally-nonsensical but shorter one, and generally accomplished little more than feeding my face and sleeping during the day. I intentionally stayed up late, worried that I'd have a repeat of last weekend, whereupon my sleeping marathon Saturday resulted in no sleep Sunday night at all, rendering me next-to-useless Monday all day.
Go Back Two Spaces And Roll The Dice Again
In this case, that doesn't appear to have been a problem. I slept last night, woke at a reasonable hour this morning, and actually felt better for a while. Got a preliminary website built - my demo to the studio owner is is here. I can't say it's my best work but it does have the programming information and other things the station owner requested - including the image of the old-fashioned radio. (Yep, same one I am using on this page - originally a stained-glass window graphic, by the way.) I tried to make the station name look like it was created with a branding iron. Not sure how well I like that color scheme but it is predominantly a country station so I was kind of trying for an old-fashioned patina. I have everything backed up in shades of blue but am waiting for feedback from the station owner before I do anything else.
Just getting that much done was a challenge; not only was I again fighting the fever within an hour or so of starting it, but my webspace was once again cutting in and out.
In general, I love love LOVE my hosting provider for twisterjester.com. I get a nifty, very generous hosting package for a ridiculously low price, it's multi-functional, and when I do have a problem, I can generally speak to the owner of the service to get it resolved quickly and efficiently. Until recently, the amount of downtime was negligible. In fact, for most of the past couple of years or so since I've had the site, it's easily exceeded the promise of 99 percent uptime.
Unfortunately, lately that record's been slipping, and it never fails it's at a terrible time. This morning was an example. I need to get this project done and get it paid for so I will have the money for the trip to San Diego.
While I won't be forced to stay home if I don't get it, it would sure be nice to have those funds in hand prior to hitting the road.
And given that I have less than two weeks until I'm supposed to head off into the wild blue yonder (YAY!) I had hoped to finish things up in the next couple of days.
For a while this morning I wondered if it was going to be possible. The site was in and out - and it was "out" far more than "in." Incidentally, I was talking to to aforementioned hosting-service this morning and the owner was already talking to techs who insisted it was okay - despite the fact that it was clearly NOT okay. I tried pinging the site and clearing my cache and flushing my DNS to be sure it wasn't a problem at my end (which happened earlier in the week.) But no... the ping mechanism thumbed its nose and me, chanting, "Nyah nyah, not gonna go there!"
I really hate the idea of changing my hosting service, for a whole lot of reasons - but if this continues, I don't see much choice in the matter. If I do change, I'm buying a reseller package and going to buy a couple of more domains to go with the deal. It's ridiculous how cheaply you can buy hosting space by going that way. The downside is, I don't know how much more reliable this service is than the one I have now, PLUS then I don't know what kind of support service they offer. I might be entirely on my own to track down problems.
The service I'm looking into offers live chat support online, and when I clicked tonight on the link to take me to find out more, it went STRAIGHT to a chat box (which I immediately closed, since I didn't actually have a problem with their service!) I've dealt with one other service that offered that perk and I LOVE the fact that it's that simple. I'll definitely be keeping this place in mind should things keep deteriorating at the other site.
At least within a few hours the sample web page was done. I fixed some tuna helper for dinner and made a phone call to my friend K in Tucson, then camped out with a book, planning to read for a while. The fever was back; fortunately my stomach's been more or less okay throughout all of this. I haven't had to particularly watch what I eat, which is a good thing, considering what precious little was left in my cupboards this weekend! I had enough extra expenses this past month or so that I was really cutting it tight. Thank God tomorrow's payday!
I didn't get too far into the book. My eyes weren't focusing and the brain wasn't playing connect-the-dots with words, either. I didn't even bother turning on the TV, just crashed again for a couple of hours, then got up to check email and try to formulate a slightly more coherent post than yesterday's short-but-rambling essay.
Not entirely sure I've been successful.
Tomorrow is back to the grindstone, and I will need to be very, very careful. One of the ladies in the other station is undergoing chemo, and I most assuredly don't want to pass this on to her when her immune system is already compromised. (For that matter, I hope not to pass it on to ANYONE.) I don't have the luxury of staying home tomorrow, for any number of reasons, meaning my Lysol spray will probably get a workout and a half and I will be keeping to my own little corner. Sometimes it pays to be a hermit.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )