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Today Sucked

I’ll just say it plainly – today sucked.

It started last night after the kids got home from Trick-or-Treat. I was reassembling my computer, which I had to take apart partially to hook the projector to my notebook. See, I was projecting a Halloween sign onto our garage door that told the kids to go up the street for candy. Perhaps I’ll explain that more later. In any case, I was reassembling things when I noticed that, unrelated to my reassembly, my center monitor’s backlight seemed to have blown out. This makes it exceptionally hard to log in.

It’s kind of a strange puzzle. The center monitor is the only one on DVI, and the side monitors are both VGA-only. This might have been fine if I had a DVI to VGA adapter, but there were none to be found. So, it was time to order a new monitor, and with me being off to take care of Riley while Nana was on vacation, I saw this as a perfect opportunity to visit Best Buy and get that upgrade I’ve been considering. But then, events seem to collude to conspire against me.

The Routine

Today was an interesting day for both Riley and me. Nana has vacation this week, and so she’s not at the house to watch Riley during the day when I’m working. Normally, Berta would take off these days, but she’s been taking off so many days on these occasions - from times that Nana needs off to times when I’ve got to be somewhere at the end of the day when Abby comes home from school - that it’s becoming a burden to her work. So to ease that burden, I told her that I would watch Riley on the two days this week that he didn’t have preschool.

I had originally thought that I would keep Riley at home and take the day off myself. I had mentioned to Nate that I might need a couple of days this week to be home with Riley, as I’ve described, and he suggested that I could bring Riley over to his house and his wife, Mary, would keep an eye on Riley while I got some work done. Riley would be able to play with his kids and it would be a good work day.

One hundred and forty thousand and sixty one dollars and ninety six cents

I’ve been trying to have my 401k from my old employer transferred into a new tax-deferred “vehicle”. I finally managed to get all of the paperwork handled, and sent it all away to be processed. Recently I received a notice that there was a certified letter to pick up at the post office.

Digressing into my first annoyance- I am home all day, pretty much every day, because I work from home. Please, Ms. Postwoman, knock on my door instead of filling out one of those stupid little pink cards and making me trek to the postoffice, which is way off yonder toward Yellow Springs, aka “nowhere”. Anyway…

Throttling

The past two weeks have seen an upswing in posts around here, and the consequence is that more spiders stop by, and the consequence is that they find the search links on the right. When the spiders hit the search links in quick succession without loading anything else, it digs a big crater where the server used to be. Well, I’m tired of that.

There are a ton of nasty bots that aren’t obeying the robots.txt, and really I think it can’t be relied upon to prevent the most heinous bots from destroying a site’s productive page serving. I’ve thrown some Apache modules at the issue, but they don’t seem to help. I’ve specifically excluded sections of the site from certain user agents, and that seems to do well, but there’s no avoiding getting trounced by these freaking ill-behaved spiders and comment spamming bots.

Make Twitter Useful

I’ve gotten a flood of new people following me on Twitter over the past couple days. If you had done this a week ago, you would already know all about how hectic my work has been this week, how I missed my train into the city to meet up with that work this morning, and how I plowed into the back of a BMW on 202 as a result of missing my train.

If you had signed up a month or two ago, you would have been able to follow my Habari tour from Philly down to BlogOrlando up to Columbus and back. In fact, I told Berta- Don’t expect me to call, you will be more informed about what I’m up to if you look at my Twitter page.