on March 19th, 2008 by mark
That was close, it was. For two days, there was no access to my website. At first, I was too busy to notice the problem. Last night, though, I noticed that when I tried to access the site, it wouldn’t show up. I’d get a white page and nothing else. I went to Blue Host and did a live chat basically asking, “whassamatta?” The first guy said, “no problem–it’s us and we’ll fix it tonight. Go to bed. By morning, up and running.” K. I did. Woke up, checked the site–nothing. I was too busy at work today to do much about it and so I simply ignored it until I got home.
Around 5 this evening, I live chatted again and was told by another chatter that the problem wasn’t on their end. It was wordpress and I’d changed a script. “I have done no such thing, sir. In fact, to be honest, I wish I were capable of the maladroitness with which you accuse me. Alas, my genius lies in my good friend Jason and my good friend Michael, the former helps me on a near daily basis with computer stuff, the latter helped me to set this site up. Without either one of these two gentleman, I would remain lost, adrift in a sea of blogspot websites, my own sinking into a veritable ocean of mediocrity, sameness and plain old boredom.” God then intervened, I’m convinced.
Well, something happened.
I got cut off from Mr. J’accuse and I got back on live chat to meet with another young person who led me down the path to glory. He found the problem, he said. It was a permissions issue and he fixed it. He had me clear my cache (no, I didn’t know how to do that, either) and here we are. Thanks for your patronage.
I think it vital to report that my good friends at Ventura Limoncello (did I mention this?–see? I am tired) won the Gold medal at the San Francisco Spirits competition. Gold friggin’ medal, people. This product is delightful, delicious and you’re missing out if you don’t have some now. Right now. Go–get some, I’ll wait. I’ll be right here when you get back….
See? Told you so. Now, onward. Rose is the name of the game and springtime brings with it a whole new crop. May 13th is a Rose Festival of sorts in San Francisco. I intend to go and write about it. I’m a rose fan and ever since I had my first glass of rose of grenache and followed it up with rose of syrah and then rose of pinot noir, I’ve been hooked. This is not your white zinfandel thing, no sir. This is delightful, light-even refreshing, fruit forward, but with just the right sense of dry-ness to avoid being sickly sweet. It’s a magical beverage and this is the time of the year for it. Recommendations? Sure. Here, here and here.
Tomorrow is the last day of school for the Easter holiday (spring break in the oh-so-politically correct and secular world of public schools where Christianity is a bad word. Apparently, other religions, not so much–but the main and number one American religion? Don’t you say it, Mr.). I’m in need and looking forward to the down-time.
I’ll be advertising at the site soon for Forbes.com. I made it to their short-list of blogs in their business blog community and they’re particularly interested in my wine and food rants. That should be a nice bit of a bump for readership as I’ll be linked at Forbes.com and that’s a good thing.
You, ladies and gentlemen, are now all caught up.
Posted in Food and Wine, Work/writing life
