That's My Bix!

OMG. That’s the best way that I can describe last Wednesday.

“OMG”

Yes, I recognize how broken it is that I am now reduced to Textese and that by very nature of all I hold dear in regards to words and language and the simple poetry of every day speech, but when some aggressive asshats on the other side of the world are determined to break my damned website not once, not twice, but dozens of times over two months and when we* finally figure out a way to get around it, by doing a frame-y fake out on the site, they find a way to burst through that defense and go completely shit ape** and install a MOTHERFUCKING VIRUS so that whenever users loaded the page, some nasty ass thing started raping their PCs via their browsers.

When that happens, what you say is “OMG”.

So yeah, we’re back. Hi.

If you were unfortunate enough to visit the page on 9/23, please update your Anti-Virus program and run the hell out of it. Also, run Ad-aware, Spybot Search and Destroy and… hmmm… basically everything. Run everything. And I’m sorry that this site had this problem.

On a side note, if you have a website and you use FTP to upload files or have other people upload files, then your site is vulnerable when, say, they surf onto a website and get this nasty little bug which then uses the FTP password they have saved in their FTP program to access YOUR site and upload all kinds of assy things. So you might want to change all of your FTP passwords and control access like a maniac. (Note to people who have FTP logins to TMB, your passwords have been changed and you might want to give your PCs an extra vigorous scrubdown, if you know what I mean?)

To end on an up note, Weetacon Dot Com is up (thanks to the amazing design and coding skills of Ms. Pasta Queen) and mostly populated with lots of good stuff, and already we’re at 1/6 capacity for this March! It’s so funny  to think that when I planned the first one, that’s exactly how many people I thought would come.  What a world, what a world.

*By “we” I mean Fredlet, who is the only thing that has kept me sane through this entire experience. I am not joking when I say that I would have just hung up the freaking blog, or maybe gone back to D-land, had she not been steadily guiding our process and completely unflappable in the face of Russian assholes.

**Weet: …and that’s when Ave went completely shit ape!

Esteban: Shit ape? And that is…?

Weetabix: More aggressive than ‘ape shit’.

Esteban: But what is it exactly? Shit ape?

Weetabix: (Looking at him like he’s stupid)  Ape shit is the product. A known quantity. But if you have the actual ape that is so angry that it shits, then you have no idea what else is to come, just that it will be very bad.