I got some frantic e-mails, Plurks, and Tweets yesterday because my site went down. Not that it changed the world or anything, but some readers just went bonkers over the thought of an “internal server error.” Theories for downtime included bad karma (hmmm…), that I’ve been hacked (woot!), and that something crazy happened with my host (at least they’re responding to problem tickets fast). So, what happened?
To be honest, I don’t really know, but me and Gail stayed up the whole night to see what the heck was happening. It was like tech support meets House, since we live in completely opposite ends of the Metro. Apparently, something messed up the databases, and considering that I’m not a very high-end user of WordPress or system resources, we arrived at the possible conclusion that I’ve been hacked. Or maybe I’ve a larger following than I thought. Or that I’ve been hacked. The idea of being hacked makes me happy.
Yep, this knight in distress was saved by a damsel in shining armor. Anyway, if you know the whereabouts of that possible hacker, this size-seven boot is possibly going out on a date with that hacker’s ass. And oh yeah, thanks for those Plurks, Tweets, and e-mails: I never really knew how much you guys cared, even if it was just for a day of downtime.
