Thursday, May 19, 2005

It didn’t seem possible to switch hosts so effortlessly, dear reader, but there you have it–we’ve moved. Saying those two words will probably sentence us to total downtime and a prodigious gnashing of teeth, that’s the way things go, and I’m going to tempt fate anyway.

It’s my hope the migration improved your experience in some capacity, because from where I’m sitting the view is expansive. There are charts and graphs of every conceivable shape and texture, some of them so cryptic they require an advanced degree to operate. The honeyed secrets of chatrooms and discussion boards require but a few clicks to unlock and install. Rumor has it they tucked away the cure for cancer in one of these golden tabs.

Convenient as the Internet may appear, it also prescribes an odd list of practices. Changing hosts? It’s a notion that would’ve invited angry lynchings, were it uttered a few decades ago. I mean, your chair doesn’t suddenly transmogrify into a couch during roundtable discussion. The walls of your lecture hall don’t melt and transform into solid mahogany, it’d just be absurd. But that’s the Internet, I suppose, so go ahead. Stretch. Oh, and I’m not equating our enterprise to a class of some sort. A fully accredited university would be much closer to reality.