I recently added a developer to the Gorilla War project. It just happened to be right after I moved the project out of my internal network and onto the web where anyone can access it. That in itself is not really strange in the open source world. After all the pieces that comprise rickyroad.com have been written by people in the UK, Canada and various parts of the US. Despite how tiny my little dot-com here looks it actually ISN'T just me. But its mainly me.
About a month and half ago I got a bill from the hosting company that rickyroad.com used to sit on. They notified me they had closed my service due to delinquency. This came as a surprise to me seeing as how I thought our relationship was done. And so I set about sending them an email. But lo-and-behold I couldn't send an email, because they were hosting it. Emphasis on WERE. Like a complete idiot I had forgotten that I never moved my email services to the new host. Here I am sitting in what felt like an island detached from the world with no way to communicate. You know, other than gmail, or a phone, or creating a blog entry, or just flat out telling someone, I was on an island detached from the world with no way to communicate. My millions and millions of fan mails were ruthlessly being bounced back to their originators. And when I say "fan mails" I mean Herbal male enhancement offers.




