Posts Tagged ‘I Am Smart Sometimes’

  1. Well, THAT was exciting…

    February 20, 2008 by ChiaLynn

    Logged in to check my email on this account this morning, and the webmail interface looked funny. No matter. I remember Dreamhost said awhile back they were testing a new webmail system. So I put in my username and password, and… Why can’t I log in? I go check the status blog. And the discussion forum. No one’s saying anything about webmail problems. Odd. So I try the webmail for another domain. Yep, it’s fine… Weird. I wonder if I can log in to WordPress? “This domain is parked free, courtesy of GoDaddy.com”? Huh?

    Turns out, www.artoftheodd.com expires today. And I didn’t get the renewal notice why? Oh, because I’m a dork, and when I transferred my hosting to Dreamhost, I didn’t set up an account for the email address I had attached to my Whois record. Fine, I’ll transfer the registration to Dreamhost, since I have to renew anyway. What do you mean it’s going to take a week? Do I have to look at that “parked” page for a week?

    (For the record – no, I didn’t. The transfer was complete in less than an hour.)

    Moral of the story – know when your domain names expire, and make sure your registrar can actually get a hold of you to let you know that’s happening.

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  2. Lessons Learned

    December 14, 2007 by ChiaLynn

    A Unique Alias told a story yesterday about something stupid he did with a pellet gun when he was 17. I told him my husband has a similar story, but I’d let him tell it. (Novy, would you like to tell the story here, or over at Direct Current?) After saying that, though, I realized that I have my own story to tell…

    From the time I was maybe 12 or 13, all the way through high school, I made some extra money in the summers shooting gophers in the horse pasture. Mom would pay me $1 a head for killing the squeaky little menaces, and never asked to see the corpses. One lovely, sunny morning, I was out in the eastern half of the pasture, near the road, when I spotted a gopher to the west of me. I fired. My aim was a bit low, and the bullet skipped off the hard-packed ground and ricocheted through the double pane of plate glass in the bow-fronted window of the house.

    I didn’t realize it had happened until I came in and my father offered me the bullet. It was only a .22, so it hadn’t gotten far after punching through both panes of glass. He’d found it on the window seat. “Lucky for you that didn’t keep going and hit your mother’s china cabinet,” he said. “And that you hit the house, instead of one of your mother’s yearling foals.”

    “Dad,” I said. “I would never aim toward the horses.”

    Guess I shouldn’t have aimed toward the house, either…

    I still have that bullet somewhere. Someday, I’m going to make a navel jewel out of it, like the dancer in The Man with the Golden Gun.

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  3. Makeup lessons at 7 AM

    November 4, 2007 by ChiaLynn

    Why would I think that I could put a water-based makeup on the inside rim of my eyes, and have that work? Fortunately, it didn’t sting, but it did cover the world in a creamy white film, and give me an interesting half-blind look when it coated my contacts.

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