I am not superstitious, but…
I am not overly superstitious, I have been known to walk under ladders, but yesterday had to be the 13th. It may not have been a Friday, but it was definitely the 13th. I know this because everything I touched exploded in my face, a slight exaggeration maybe, but seriously, if it could have gone wrong, it did go wrong. Even simple operations like creating tarballs was too much for me. My only consoling thought during my many mishaps was the fact that I was not suffering alone.
Some people blamed their boobs on magic, disturbances in the force and warps [glitches, surely?] in the Matrix:
Due to an almost magical series of administrative, record-keeping, and usability errors, the domain registration for A List Apart momentarily lapsed this morning.
It was like a disturbance in the Force, or a warp in the Matrix.
Others held their hands up, admitted to a serious problem and got on with the job of correcting it. Some people started throwing muck, while others helped out in a more constructive manner.
Of course, all of this nonsense pales into insignificance when you think about what is happening in meatspace. Still, yesterday was the 13th, I am glad today is the 14th.
