Finally, after months of silence, my old server at pharyngula.org lives again. It turns out that all my head-desking was for nought — the reason it was offline is that it had been intentionally blocked on suspicion of harboring illicit p2p activity. They just forgot to mention it.
Anyway, all anybody will really care about there is that my daughter’s blog, Lacrimae Rerum, is back online now.
They always do crap like that. Whenever there’s a downtime longer than a day you should always ask ’em a good “WTF?”.
It’s called service.
Thats pretty cool…not the procrastination on their part but that its back and your daughter gets her blog back. Oh and since I was unable to post it before, PZ, your desecration was tasteful(no pun intended), and inspiring!
Yay! I did keep checking from time to time over the months (including just a couple of days ago).
Speaking of your blog, I made a silly tribute
Ah, so that’s where her blog went. I was wondering what happened to it.
Which reminds me:
PZ Myers:
Wow! I remember pirate mode. Oh the good old days.
Does this mean the recipes for puppies and babys now reside elsewhere?
Her blog is amazing! Your daughter is seventeen and is going to be a junior in college? That’s pretty impressive. Did she skip three years of school?
Ah – So that’s why all those links have been dead lately.
Speaking of technology issues: Am I the only one whose aggregator doesn’t receive Pharyngula when it updates? It’s set to check every five minutes (yes, I know), but just now the last three posts haven’t arrived yet – and it’s been like that for the last … three days, I think. Is it post-cracker serverload or summat, or just me?
I read some of your old posts and realized that I have been a lurker almost since you started your blog… I don’t even remember how I got to your page in the first place..
@11
I just experienced the same feeling – I just started browsing the archives and started noticing that all of the articles seemed vaguely familiar. I think talk.origins got me here, although it seems like longer ago than 2003.
I don’t know what I did with all of my time back then… oh yeah, I spent it all reading PZ’s and Wilkins’ smackdowns on the monthly correspondence.
Ah, the memories…
Who is this mysterious “They”? It sounds like a conspiracy. The Illuminati will of course refuse to comment.
The outage probably saved your daughter from some abuse by Ill-Bay Onohue-Day and the New Inquisition.
“The outage probably saved your daughter from some abuse by Ill-Bay Onohue-Day and the New Inquisition.”
I get the impression she would have torn Donohue a new one.
“In the beginning was the myth. God, in his search for self-expression, invested the souls of Hindus, Greeks, and Germans with poetic shapes and continues to invest each child’s soul with poetry every day.” Hermann Hesse
And God’s representatives on Earth also seem to take a keen interest in children.
Jon W #4,
Love the tribute.
I’m glad that’s fixed. I link to your post on preeclampsia over at the Preeclampsia Foundation and had been dismayed to find the link broken.