First of all, sorry about the slowdown and downtime. I had to install even more security patches c/o Microsoft, and I'm worried that one of my modules has developed some kind of a memory link. I think it may be allocating memory but not deallocating it, so it eventually fills up all the memory with crap and grinds to a halt as it starts trying to use its disk cache. It looks stable now, but I'm not going to count my wyrms before they hatch.
Second of all, I am worried that not all my email is getting to me. I've had a few people send me “didn't you get me mail” type questions. If you're one of those people, do feel free to CC your message to me here on IAM if you have an active account. If it's TOS related issue and your message to me isn't getting through, try contacting via the iam.bmezine.info site (thanks Vanilla!!!).
An image update is posted, but just a mini. Expect more on Tuesday… Thank you to newglobalmenace for the cover shot. Anyway, if you don't mind I'm going to tell a brief story and then head out to my night job slaying demons and jabberwockys.
So I'm walking along looking for some wholewheat pitas and I hear some mumbling from behind me. I turn around and it's a somewhat crazy looking hobo. He says to me, “I was going to… you look just like (some name).”
“I don't know who that is, but thank you,” I reply, smiling.
He looked confused for a moment, and then said, “yeah, I suppose (name) isn't such a bad guy.” Making a twirling crazy-finger gesture he added, “a bit mental though!”
“Yeah, well so am I, so I'll take the original compliment.”
I think he decided that meant I was alright and he told me that we were all mental in some way, and went on his way… I always like being mistaken for a hobo.
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