OMFG!

I miss Mindlink/Paralynx. I'm still in Telus hell. As previously mentioned my phone started working Monday. My ADSL line also clicked in. I worked for about two hours before the modem died. This morning I went for a walk to replace it (at least they didn't give me grief about having bought it more than 30 days ago). The new one worked. All was fine - then I tried to go into their *cough* "lovely" online customer access interface to register the MAC address of my server so I could *finally* find out what my IP address will be. Well, my "two 'static' IP address" account is only showing fields to register *one* MAC address. Now that all the hardware is working, my account is FUBAR'd on the software side. Foolishly I tried registering the MAC address of my server, the only thing this accomplished was to screw up my laptop's connection. Good thing my "roaming" dial-up access is working.

Let's compare all this to the service I got from Mindlink/Paralynx with my old connection. They told me as soon as I registered with them what my IP address would be. They waived any install charges because they knew me and knew I wasn't going to need any help getting my PC set up. The only glitch I had with them was an unexpected wait for Telus to release a port to them to resell to me, noting of course that the problem was with Telus, not them. Unfortunately Paralynx doesn't do small-business connectivity anymore and sold those services to another company that is even more fucked up than Telus (which is almost an accomplishment, in a perverse kind of way).

You know what I did get working today? My grandmother's coo-coo clock. There are times when I really enjoy 19th century machines. You can open them up and just see how everything works. I've had the thing in a box for years. It just looked out of place in the industrial live/work studios I've been living in and there was no place for it in the house. Here, however, it is remarkably suitable. As I unpack (I can walk around now, but there is a ways to go yet) I am feeling very comfortably here. This really is the right kind of space for me. I've got just the right amount of room. The cats seem to like it. I like it.

Not that there aren't a million other things to write about right now, but there are also a million things to do. Once I finish settling in we will return to our regularly scheduled programme of my ordinary day to day banality.