What we WON’T be doing is using the Internets. I noticed something weird last night when I tried to access my office mail from home, but didn’t think too much about it. Until this morning, that is, when I got the exact same “HTTP 502 Proxy Error - Not enough storage is available to process this command. (8)” page that I’d gotten from home.
Hmm. Something wrong with one of the big valves in the basement, it seems. I have a feeling it’s probably related to the recent spike in malware that our filters didn’t catch. I doubt I was the only person who got messed up (shoot, given the level of computer savvy around here, I know I wasn’t the only one) so I figure they’ve taken down a server or something to try fix their problems. I saw our department’s MIS guy the other day and he said they’ve pretty much resigned themselves to having to go through every machine in the department to fix things. I suppose I need to rid my hard drive of those racy daguerreotypes of the Ziegfeld Follies girls.
Anyway, all well and good, except for the time being at least, I’ve lost my only portal to the world beyond these four walls! (Insert sound of melancholy piano chord) Well, except for the real portal called a “door” that I could use to walk outside the building, if I should so desire. And I might just so desire, considering that there’s the annual Community Awareness shindig out in the park today. All sorts of folks supposed to be out there, such as the po-lices and the teevee weather celebrities and such. Might be worth a trek to see what there is to see.
And while I’m out there, I think I’ll do something else--traipse over to the library, where I will find that I have e-mailed this to myself, and then will take a moment to post it so that everyone won’t think I’ve been run over by a car while waddling across the roadway in the dark.
I imagine there is probably a way to update Possumblog via e-mail--I know there is for Blogger, but I haven’t figured out if Moveable Type/Mu.nu can as well. That would certainly simplify things a bit.
ANYway, as long as the big tube here is clogged up, this will be it for posting and being able to access my web e-mail or just about any other thing for some undetermined amount of time. Hopefully, only a day, but you never know when it comes to these silly computers.
BUT WAIT! I was just now about to go across the wilderness, and checked one more time, and HOORAY!! The pipeline's a'pumping again! (Insert sound of happy saloon-style pianoforte music)
But never fear; I'll still go take a stroll through the park later on and see what sorts of free junk I can snag.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at October 4, 2006 08:33 AMAnd now my Internets are lemony fresh!
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 4, 2006 10:03 AMHmmm. Foaming pipe snake. I might buy some of that today for our bathroom drain. It's draining pretty slowly.
Thanks, LittleA.
Posted by: Janis Gore at October 4, 2006 10:12 AMI think "Foaming Pipe Snake" would make a good band name.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 4, 2006 10:41 AM