My Million Dollar Blog

If you listened really close, around 6pm EDT, you would have heard the sound of me screaming as the site went down in flames. First the blog, then the whole thing.

Thankfully, it was a little switch that was flipped by a tech support person with every intention of helping. What really needed to happen was the webserver needed to be restarted. Once that was done, I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

It’s amazing the things you take for granted - like your data being where you left it.

Anyway.

Road trip plans are full steam ahead. I am excited. Like you wouldn’t believe. It’s currently now a case of seeing what the most cost-effective option is and making it happen.

On another note, my good friends at Virgin Mobile sent me a big box of excellent swag after I showed them the story of meeting Richard Branson. Among the cool pens that looked like syringes and other neat stuff, there was a thumb band:

I think it’s so your thumb doesn’t get sweaty with all that text messaging. or maybe it’s to keep your thumb warm in the winter. In any case, it’s really tiny and cool.

So the mighty blog, apparently, was undermined by some sort of CGI error. Don’t ask me, I don’t do Perl.

It’s back but, as you may notice from the spartan layout, things aren’t quite fixed yet.

Be assured that My Million Dollar Year’s team of low-paid helper monkeys (ie, me) are working round the clock to get it back up. If it could be fixed by swearing at it it would have been fixed hours ago.

(Was going to pust this last night, but internet connection inexplicably went out and didn’t come back till morning.)

Whenever there’s a jump in hate mail (which actually has been scant over the last several weeks) it usually means that this site has been listed somewhere and there has been a spike in traffic. Couple that with an influx of casino spam in the comment section of the blog (99% gets caught by filters but oh they keep trying) and I knew that something was up.

Apparently My Million Dollar Year is MSN.ca’s Site of the Day:

I ain’t lyin!

Sometimes it is really good to be reminded that sometimes things just happen without your interference, and if you keep planting seeds then YES they actually do sprout eventually.

If you can possibly believe it, I am apparently MSN.ca’s Site of the Day.

So that’s where all the mail came from today. Thanks to those who let me know!

Feel like hell. At the worst possible time.

Am ready to go to sleep with a clove of garlic under my arm or whatever’s the current wacky cure for the common cold.

Despite myself, the map on my kitchen wall is looking more fleshed out.

And I may have to hit Ohio.

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I have many schemes and plans to up my personal productivity, because let’s face it my already ridiculous workaholism isn’t going to cover all the bases. So on the advice of an article I read by some productivity dude I have started making contracts with myself.

Really.

I have a stack of them - everything from I WILL NO LONGER EAT REFINED CARBOHYDRATES to IWILL ONLY READ THE NEWS BETWEEN 9 AND 10AM.

My personal favourite is my latest one, where I failed to finish signing it because I had something to do.

Note to productivity experts: unless you can write and sign these for me, they ain’t working.

Back to the trusty to-do list.

One of these days I’ll be so effortlessly and fluidly productive that I will disappear in a puff of productivity perfection. And then scream BUT I STILL HAD STUFF TO DO.

There are times when I know I should be doing something because I know I’m meant to.

Tonight was one of those nights.

Contrary to what they tell you, sometimes the best thing you can do is throw everything to the wind and go out on a Saturday night and talk to strangers.

I guarantee I would never have come close to the connections I garnered tonight if I had stayed in.

So let’s hear it for telling conventional wisdom to get stuffed.