i'm home! tommy picked me out of the 125 middle schoolers crowding the baggage claim, cabbed me home and made me a burrito. you don't get this kind of boyfriend service in chicago, i tell you.

i blogged on the flight over. and by blogged, i mean "scrawled an incoherent screed on the back few pages of my book, which was the only writing surface i had available." believe it or not, i STILL have one final due tomorrow at noon, but if i get that done, i will faithfully type up my nonsensical words for you.

It appears that Cox Cable is throttling access to Craigslist — presumably because Cox offers its own classified ad service. Via Dave Winer.

I can pretty well measure how rough a day it's been by how late it is when I open my RSS reader. It's 3:19 at the moment, and I'm only juuust thinking about hitting that BlogLines button. That means things have been busy.

It appears there was some sort of attack on our server farm at work; I was up late & early doing the roundup and launching a client site (and, uh, drinking, although not for the early part); and yesterday was so frantic that I still had two dozen or so emails left from it that actually needed answering.

On top of that, LastCall's Metro capabilities are broken. Given its relative stability thus far, the likelist suspect is a subtle change in RideGuide's HTML. The original HTML was a mess, resulting in some decidedly non-robust regexes involved in its parsing. It wouldn't take much to send them spinning off into oblivion — which is what I suspect happened. The smart money is on it being a real bitch to track down, too.

On the upside, Catherine gets into town tonight! Here's hoping absence has made her begin to consider Perl debugging a romantic way to spend an evening.