Yesterday I did another cleaning spree for Palanthe and Bob would be dropping by for dinner. I sent NoKey to the biological butcher to get some chicken. Is it very cheeky to send a vegetarian to a butcher's shop to pick up the meat? Well, the three times a year friends come over for dinner I'm allowed. He was on his way out to pick up bread too.
By the time they arrived I had prepared everything already; carrots were cleaned and sliced, beans were sliced and the chicken looked marvelous. After coffee and cookies I dumped the seven drumsticks in the special oven bag with the mix and set the oven for an hour.
Dinner was delicious and Bob obliged me by finishing off the last drumstick, while NoKey emptied the pot of apple sauce and I finished off the final carrots. Everyone was well filled. (And I don't say "I told you so!" when I joke that dinner is chicken with apple sauce. It so was!)
NoKey has mostly been busy this weekend with fixing the server. I'm not sure what it was that broke (because he very much doubts the harddisks failed) but he's used it as an excuse to migrate to our new server. It's eerily quiet in the livingroom now the huge RAID array server is offline, and the new server is upstairs in the attic, wrapped in foam sharktooth soundproofing stuff you also see in recording studios. It's still noisy, but you can't hear it in our living room.
The server being migrated brings new challenges but in the end it all panned out. I am able to receive mail again on my domain, the websites, wikis and forums we run are all back online, and soon enough NoKey will figure out why my computer is being an absolute dolt with mounting or not mounting our shared drive.
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