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Saturday, October 14, 2000
Mea Maxima Culpa.
First, I'd like to apologize to those who have submitted material that is not yet posted. Life and money concerns took priority and I've had a bit of trouble getting back into the webgroove.
It's been a bit of a bleak time on the web for me, which sometimes feels nurturing, fuzzy, and full of human spirit, and other times feels icy cold bleak deserted tundra with neon flashing signs everywhere.
I wrote a long entry on ebay of which I was rather proud. Perhaps too long, because Blogger ate it.
And.. it looks as though Groksoup is down. I hope fervently not for good, just a tech glitch. This is the peril of posting your material anywhere but your own url:: if the host goes down, you lose everything. I worked hard to get my site there listed on weblog portals and search engines; I like my layout, I put a lot of energy into the writing and links, and it's sort of a 'home' for me. When I click into my site, its soothing colors and layout and my detailed neurotic minutiae feel like a safe place for my eyes. I feel upset that my readers don't know what's going on (nor do I) and wearied by the prospect of reconstructing, reconnecting, relinking and all. I spent some time with the useful Google cached pages, trying to reclaim material in case I have to rebuild. Here's a prime argument for archiving and also for saving any of your writing to disk. Imagine if Blogger went down with no warning...
Plus, I had things to write and I miss my forum and reader interactions.
About ebay, in brief, let me just say that both times I've gone on a mini-ebay binge heralded by just a few days a larger personal crisis for which the money I'd just frittered in tens and 20's away could have helped enormously. Not the fault of the site, but for me, it seems to serve as a warning system to which I need to pay more attention.
If anyone knows what the deal is with Groksoup, please email me. And to my readers, as we say on the subways here (in indecipherable, staticky and overamplified invariable irony) 'Thank you for your patience and cooperation.'
posted by nixie
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