Nineteen months ago, Amber and I packed up a moving van and moved me from Charlottesville to Blacksburg, to start school at Virginia Tech. That afternoon, when we arrived in Blacksburg, the sun emerged from behind the clouds and revealed a rare, beautiful double rainbow. Today, driving back from the graduation ceremonies at Virginia Tech, …
It’s strange being back in Charlottesville, it now being nearly two weeks since I moved back from Blacksburg, completing my 16 months there. I’m so used to not being in Charlottesville that moving back not to downtown, but just outside of town, has resulted in my spending all of my time at home: chopping wood, …
It’s shortly after midnight on Sunday. We spent today (Saturday, yesterday, whatever) moving, of course. Everything went just as we’d planned. It was a group effort, of course, but it came off just fine. The U-Haul is filled, the house is packed with Amber’s and my combined possessions, and the move of the servers from …
The U-Haul’s (partly) packed. We’re leaving in the morning. The new IP is 126.96.36.199. Here’s hoping it all works.
My servers are going to be down on Saturday, since I’ll be moving. If everything goes perfectly, everything will work again on Saturday night. It won’t, though, so downtime may last a few days. This doesn’t include cvillenews.com, but it does include lists.waldo.net, Curfew.Org, radioessays.com, and this site, among other lesser-trafficked websites.
It’s so freaking Christmasy out that I can hardly stand it. It’s 21°, the snow has been falling for three days, downtown Blacksburg (outside my window) is decked out in Christmas lights, and Dan the Automator’s remix of Dean Martin’s “Jingle Bells” is in heavy rotation on iTunes.
It’s snowing again.
It’s snowing out, very lightly. Definitely “flurry” territory. Last year’s December 4 first snowfall was much more impressive, with 4″ that day, and another 2-3″ in the next day or so, if I recall correctly. No matter, I take what I can get.
We’re having a thunderstorm here right now. In southwest Virginia in December. I can only conclude that God is very, very angry about the election results.
I heard a great joke today. Q: If you find a Virginia Tech graduate on your doorstep, how do you get rid of him? A: Pay for the pizza. Actually, I heard it the other way around (“If you find a UVa graduate…”), but it’s really just not funny that way.