You didn't even know that we were gone, did you? Let me tell you that we were, uh, forcibly removed from the interwebs for a while.
For those who don't know - or remember - we've moved into a house owned by one of our alpaca friends. We're on the main floor, and our friend and her daughter live in the basement apartment. Our friend's daughter's boyfriend recently moved into their place, too. So earlier in the week we noticed that our internet access was getting wonky. Very slow at times, non-existent at other times. And then we lost it completely. Ummm, it turns out that our combined household killed the internet in our whole neighborhood. Killed it dead. When the company that owns the local tower got everything up and running again, they kept us down for "hogging all the bandwidth." We were shocked when we found this out. No, really. Shocked.
First of all, we were all going on the fact that our friend told us that we had unlimited access. It turns out that our poor friend doesn't really get it when it comes to computers and technical stuff, and she was just going on information that had been in place for her little business. Second, it turns out that many of us in the house went a little hog wild. There was downloading of movies and TV shows and much music and streaming videos and big time online gaming. All at the same time. We killed the internet. We are mighty! I think the neighborhood thinks we're mighty big jerks, but hey . . . mighty is mighty.
We've got it all straightened out and are back online. Or mostly so. We in the house are all aware of the restrictions now, and we're playing it safe. Even so the company is monitoring this place 24/7 with the warning that if we use too much bandwidth they'll kick us off for good. You know, it's not like we did anything maliciously. It was an honest mistake built on a misunderstanding. On the other handthere are five fingers, the company is upgrading their tower to handle more bandwidth, and we'll be upgrading our contract when it's completed. Some time in January we think. But if we all suddenly disappear from the internet, you'll know what happened.
Never a dull minute around here. Ever.
For those who don't know - or remember - we've moved into a house owned by one of our alpaca friends. We're on the main floor, and our friend and her daughter live in the basement apartment. Our friend's daughter's boyfriend recently moved into their place, too. So earlier in the week we noticed that our internet access was getting wonky. Very slow at times, non-existent at other times. And then we lost it completely. Ummm, it turns out that our combined household killed the internet in our whole neighborhood. Killed it dead. When the company that owns the local tower got everything up and running again, they kept us down for "hogging all the bandwidth." We were shocked when we found this out. No, really. Shocked.
First of all, we were all going on the fact that our friend told us that we had unlimited access. It turns out that our poor friend doesn't really get it when it comes to computers and technical stuff, and she was just going on information that had been in place for her little business. Second, it turns out that many of us in the house went a little hog wild. There was downloading of movies and TV shows and much music and streaming videos and big time online gaming. All at the same time. We killed the internet. We are mighty! I think the neighborhood thinks we're mighty big jerks, but hey . . . mighty is mighty.
We've got it all straightened out and are back online. Or mostly so. We in the house are all aware of the restrictions now, and we're playing it safe. Even so the company is monitoring this place 24/7 with the warning that if we use too much bandwidth they'll kick us off for good. You know, it's not like we did anything maliciously. It was an honest mistake built on a misunderstanding. On the other hand
Never a dull minute around here. Ever.