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Prison Break: Escape from Yahell

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*pppssst. Yeah, you. I’m making a break for it. Next week. Over the wall. Under the wall. I don’t care!*

I’ve been talking with Deena and she’s going to help me with my jail break from yahell hosting. The bad news: I’ll be losing this blog’s 4+ years of entries. The good news: the domain will stay the same and everything will be in MY (or Deena’s) control, not theirs.

Did you know that yahell turns off the WordPress Export feature? Yeah. I can’t export my own blog or my blogroll. Over the next few days, I’ll be capturing a few of my favorite posts and backing up my blogroll by hand. Sometime next week, we’ll make the domain transfer and the website will go down for a few days. I could try to do a MySQLdb backup, but I decided it’s just not worth the work. In some ways, it’ll be nice to make a clean break and begin anew.

If you need to reach me, you can use joelysueburkhart AT gmail.com instead until the transfer is complete.

I’ll continue posting here through the weekend and then post another FYI on Monday about the transfer. Then I’ll see you on the flip side with a brand new blog theme! (That I couldn’t install on yahell because of my old WP release that they so kindly “automatically” manage for me. In talking with Deena, we agreed that’s probably why I got hacked too. I’m on an incredibly old release.)

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Innocence Lost

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There’s a poem I’m thinking of–by Wordsworth, I think–that sums up my current mood, but I couldn’t find it easily online. If I had Conn’s anthology, I’d look it up. *smirk*

Sorry for my tardiness here at the blog. I guess the whole hack defacement thing over the weekend just shook my core. Some desire to be visible on the internet has been lost. Invisibility is good. Nobody attacks you, then. Combine that with all the recent stress of the move, and I’m thinking fondly of a little cabin out in the wilderness with a coffee pot, high speed internet, and my laptop.

I was chatting with May today and she gave me a cool idea for a story. I think it’s a short story. What I told her is that I’ve been reading too much Stephen King. Laughs. Those severed hands get me every time.

I’m working on my workshop for Lynn Viehl’s Left Behind and Loving it…But ironically, I had titled it “E-Courtesy.” Ummm, after my blog was defaced, I’m not feeling the internet love much, you know? So I’m struggling to write it up. I really want to participate, though.

Numerical analysis has been on my mind a lot, and plotting, and graphing a story equation…but I don’t remember enough without really digging into interpolation and really, who cares? Such more touchable and straight-forward plotting metaphors have already been used. If you haven’t read it yet, take a look at PBW’s circuit comparison. It didn’t work for me (I’m not mechanically inclined at all), but it might shock something loose for you.

So bear with me. I’m working on getting my internet legs back.

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The Rose of Shanhasson – Review

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Suzanne Francis reviewed Rose for Sage Fire Reviews:

Once again, Ms Burkhart has created an absorbing and detailed alternative universe, filled with strongly molded characters. The heartsore Shannari is a warrior first, woman second, but it is a joy to follow her softening at the capable hands of the very hot Rhaekhar. And as if that weren

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The Delete Button

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…looked mighty attractive all weekend as I struggled to get my blog back up. The website was easy to fix. WordPress was a nightmare. Yahell was helpful to a certain point — and then abandoned me when I got into the php specifics. I know just enough to hose myself, you know? I had to restore the files one by one by one…my wrist and hand are killing me. There are a *lot* of files, especially when you have several plugins, a couple of different themes…

It sucks, really really sucks.

Trying to play the glad game, at least I found…a bunch of other crap some loser hack had put on my site (different one by the time stamp on the files). Want some potty-word drugs? I had a bunch of bogus files and pages I have no idea where they came from, buried deep in my blog directory. Do all wordpress blogs have this vulnerability, or is it yahell itself?

I had an offer recently to move my website hosting and hire someone to manage a bunch of these wordpress/php specific details for me. That offer is increasingly more attractive after losing this entire weekend to horrible stress. This kind of thing just makes my stomach hurt, my head throb, my heart pound. Panic attack. Needless to say, it’s been a very tough weekend. I need another Pepcid.

Sorry to anyone who had specific entries linked here. I had to change my permalinks to get everything back. I don’t know what happened specifically, but changing the permalink format enabled the individual entry views.

So much for preparing for my Left Behind and Loving It workshops. I have no idea what to do.

If something is still broken, please let me know.

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Scared, Stressed, Frantic

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If you stopped by sometime between last night and this morning, my blog didn’t look so hot. In fact, my whole site was screwed. Hacked. Great time to be stuck on dial-up, right?

After the cable guy worked for 3 1/2 hours and I worked 1-2 hours screaming at my router, I finally got everything back up high-speed wise. It’s taken another couple of hours to get my site back up this far. It’s still not all back so bear with me.

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Still on Dial-Up

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Back in the good old days, a family trip to Branson meant single-lane highway up and down the “Ozark Mountains.” Even back then, Branson was a touristy area, and I remember miles of traffic stacked up behind a lone rickety RV. With the hills, we could never pass. If you got behind someone slow, you were stuck until they pulled off the road at their destination.

Years later they made some improvements to the road by adding a second lane–but only in certain areas to allow faster vehicles to pass the slower ones. It seemed like a good idea, right? Until a semi truck pulled over in the faster lane going uphill — to pass an ancient RV in the other lane. Then it was like a race between a turtle and molasses in winter.

That’s exactly how it feels right now with respect to my high-speed internet. DSL is “on its way.” They assured me my line could handle the high speed. They assued I’d have the modem “by” Friday–but surely sooner. No modem. Even when I get the modem, I’m not sure where I’ll put it to enable my network because…get this…there’s no phone outlet in my office. This house is set up so stupidly it makes me want to scream. I’ll either need to put the modem (and the router) in the kitchen–where I’ve been working all week–or in our bedroom. That’s it. I can’t put it downstairs because…yeah…no phone outlets down there at all.

Meanwhile, the third party did make it out to bury the cable in our back yard. Tuesday a guy showed up to mark placement. The next another came out to do the work. I thought SCORE! I’ll be up Thursday!! However, no cable guy showed up. Last night, That Man called them and they said, “Oh, we’ll get that order placed right away.” ^#@*&@#$?? What, I was supposed to call them? We begged the installer to let us call them last week when it was apparent we had a problem, but he said there was no need. He’d already talked to the dispatcher and the order was made.

Now the cable guy is supposed to come out on Sat. No time frame. So I’ll just sit here and twiddle my thumbs all day and hope he does show up. Probably about the time the DSL modem arrives by pony express…

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Flea Market Treasures

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Today was a little better. We scoured several flea markets all over town looking for kitchen storage, but I hadn’t found *the* right pieces yet and was getting discouraged.

I bought out Target getting curtain rods, new shower curtains, etc. and since Home Depot is right across the street, we ran inside to see if they had any cabinets we could use to expand the tiny kitchen. They had some nice finished pantries that were more than I wanted to spend and I was ready to call defeat, when I found a smaller white pantry already put together (* special story below) for only $99.

That was the turning point. Once I had a color and pantry, we returned to a flea market where I’d seen a white granite-topped kitchen island and a microwave cart with additional storage. Getting it all home was a bit of a joke and required several trips, but I was *finally* able to unpack some boxes! I’m still running out of space, but it’s a start.

No news on the internet situation. I’ll be calling on DSL Monday. I hate going from 54 Mbps to 6 Mbps but that’s much better than dial-up at 49.2 Kbps. I haven’t heard a word from the cable company on when they can get out here to bury that cable. Even the fastest DSL is half the price I’ve been paying for cable. If we can get it hooked up soon, I’ll at least try it.

* we had to get something already put together because That Man is really cripping around today. He has a hip that bothers him, just had hernia surgery about two weeks ago, and then to compound everything, in the dark last night he tripped over the banana lounge chair in the garage and slammed into the van, wrenching his “good” knee. He’s barely moving today.

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Moving Day

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We’re in. I have no cable internet and may not for days…weeks…God only knows. No cable runs to the house (they were supposed to check all this BEFORE today) so we have to wait for a company to come out and bury a new cable. Of course, I need internet for my Evil Day Job (desperately!) and dial up sucks.

We’re exhausted. I can’t unpack the kitchen yet because I only have 3 full-sized cabinets and 2 drawers.

As for the Paintastrophe…painting itself was a chore, a nightmare, but in the end, nothing major happened other than a few boo-boos (which would have happened anyway). The color itself…leaves much to be desired. It is waaaaay too dark (I wish people would listen to me) and rather resembles bracken swamp water. Or dark greenish baby poop. Take your pick.

My apologies — I won’t be making blog rounds until my cable is back and e-mail response will be slow. If it takes more than a few days, I may have to go with DSL instead. My job depends on it.

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In the Name of Research

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A few weeks ago, I caught a bit of a new show called Peter Perfect. I don’t know that it would have caught my eye any other day…but he was making over a coffee shop. Hey, that’s right up my alley! So as I was packing and cleaning, I kept half an ear on the show. The coffee shop was Rocky Roaster, and by the end of the show, I was a Peter Perfect fan and extremely curious about Rocky’s coffee.

I checked out the website. Despite a few cart issues, I was astonished to find: Atitlan Organic. Atitlan, as in Lake Atitlan, the main setting for my ficticious Mayan ruin in Night Sun Rising. Of course, I *had* to try it!!

The description on the bag itself is inspiring:

In the town of Santiago near the lake of Atitlan, on the side of the San Pedro Volcano, there is a rainforest canopy protecting this flavorful organic coffee. It is medium bodied, highly acidic, and has a complex flavor. A great example of what organic coffee should be.

This is like reading a travel brochure for my setting! So cool!

As for the coffee…*takes another sip*…it’s not my favorite, but it’s really pretty darned good.