I’m hesitant to even post because I don’t know if it will transfer to my new host, but then I decided it was worth the experiment. I did begin the transfer yesterday by opening up the gates that let the new host get it from the old host. But it takes days, apparently, so we’ll have to see how it goes.
Not that I had anything to say anyway.
I finally made the beginning of the big move and signed on with a new server for my webpage. I chose Hostgator. Not because of their big signs on the highways, though that did attract my attention and make me aware of them, but because they brought something like 300 new jobs into Austin (they are based in Houston). I am all for businesses hiring people here in town so I thought I’d throw $5 a month their way. So far, though, I haven’t done a darn thing about getting the pages moved over there. I need a consultant. No, I know I can do it, it is just a matter of finding the time to do it when I am not bone tired, like now.
I had good intentions of updating my blog today — the last day of my vacation. There are so many topics to write about: Â my vacation and trip to South Padre, my wonderful aunts and mom who I saw while I was there, the ending of my radio job, the ending of the club I have been going to for 7+ years on the east side of town, and, of course, tons of genealogy topics. But the vacation day got eaten up by, well, first, sleep, and then a trip to the bank and Costco and laundry and a nap. And then out to the club for possibly the last time with this band and this club on a Monday night.
I read today about that hoaxer who has been writing as a gay woman in Damascus for ages even though he is a straight man in the U.S. What a loser! But how in the world does one find the time to create and write from a fictional perspective when I can’t even write from my honest, personal perspective? It boggles my mind.