Shelley’s mentioned that she’s not going to be able to renew her lease with her webhost after the end of this month, so I guess it’s time I talked about it too.
Over the last year and more, even with all the financial chaos and stress she’s been experiencing, the Burningbird’s also been generously hosting the Empty Bottle, and when her weblog goes dark, that means mine will too.
I’ve only thanked Shelley indirectly in the past, because I believed that was what she’d prefer, but I’d like to very publicly offer a heartfelt thank you to her now, for her help, her encouragement, and her friendship.
Thanks, Shell, for everything. If you hadn’t noticed me a few years ago and been possibly the first to *gasp* actually blogroll me (I remember that cherry-poppin’ thrill, I do) and unexpectedly sing my praises (back when I had no idea that there were actually other people out there doing this stuff, before I knew that these random Neato Sites I kept running across were run by people who knew each other, personally or virtually, some of whom were allegedly part of cliques and denied it and some of whom weren’t and claimed they were, and that the web was primarily a social place, and that this was all going to explode into something miraculous and unexpectedly important to me) I might not be the Master of Time, Space and Dimension I am today. Or something like that, anyway.
And now, if the ranting is to continue, it’s hat-in-hand-time for me again, I guess.
Grateful as I am to be gainfully employed when so many are not, the unimpressive take-home salary of a ‘visiting professor’ in Korea just doesn’t leave enough room after bills to pay for webhosting, unfortunately, which is why Shelley offered to host me in the first place last year.
My needs (if you can dignify them that way) are pretty modest – the domain is paid until next year, at least. I have about 5 blogs on my MT installation, and all them except this one are private and essentially receive zero traffic. I don’t know how much data the ‘bottle moves monthly, but I’ve averaged about 7000 visits/14000 page views a month on this blog for the last year or so (about 10000 visits a month since my return to blogging in January), including a couple of months on hiatus, according to site meter.
If anyone has some bandwidth to spare and would be able to offer me somewhere to host my own install of Moveable Type, I would certainly offer them
sexual favors my first born son eternal thanks and a beer or 20 if we ever were to end up on the same continent. I’m toying with the idea of chucking it all and starting anew at blogspot under a new pseudonym to see if I can build a readership again (‘Is that you, wonderchicken?’), but I think I’d prefer, if I were able, to continue the Assault of Miraculous Poultry on the world at large, because that’s the right thing to do I’m a stubborn old bastard.
A decade ago, I was wandering the planet and crashing on people’s floors. Today, I’m surfing around, bum firmly socketed into office chair, and looking for a server to flake out on. Some things never change.
If you can help, and would like to, and it would absolutely be no burden, drop me an email at savethewonderchicken AT serendipity.mailshell.com, and thanks, friends.