And so we wrap up week four. And, for that matter, the month. This makes five posts thus far. I should probably add pagination to my blog. Wait one moment, please... Ah; that's better. You can't see it, yet, but it's there. I tweaked other things on the site just a tad. The background color is a tad warmer, which I find a tad easier on the eyes. I also added a horizontal rule for a bit of extra flare.
I am not a robot. And even if I were, I would not be yours. How did we arrive at a web that is increasingly hostile to actual humans? Efficiency. There is something to be said for slowing down to enjoy life, or to take time to do something right. Efficiency is not king; far from it. Lately, I find efficiency is often the reason I feel so busy. Thanks to reCAPTCHA, many services and sites demand you do Google's bidding.
Have you ever tried deleting an online account? I have. I have updated several I want to keep after changing email addresses, and several others I've deleted over the last week. And on requesting deletion, I have encountered varying levels of resistence. Take Adobe, for instance. I had the username and password for the account, but I was coerced to accept a change in terms in order to sign in just to delete the account.
Today is the end of the first week of the year (assuming you count weeks according to the ISO). I've done quite a bit in the world of baz.bar, from setting up FreeBSD on an old eMachine and a couple of Orange Pis, to moving from Scrapazon Web Services to RackNerd, and setting up Kerberos, LDAP, Nextcloud, Postfix, and Dovecot. I also upgraded OpenWRT, which basically meant setting most services up from scratch again, because the built-in backup is not nearly as robust as one would think.
So, I did a thing. More importantly, I did a first thing. I registered my first so-called premium domain. It was so premium, that no one else had gotten to it before I did. Welcome to my new site. Yes, yes, of course: More will be coming Real Soon Now™. (Yes, thank you, I do remember Usenet. It was great.) I did another thing after said first thing, but this 'nother thing was not a first thing.