Balrog failed us, but the crossover cable arrived in time, and now, thanks to the trick of one-armed routing, we are back on the internet. With a dead Balrog. I am the assigned one to seek that which hath mortally wounded the Balrog. Or at least rendered it powerless. So check that power cord first. So it's off to Durham, with what I hope is an uneventful trip not involving ice storms, falling trees, exploding transformers and a distinct lack of heat in indoor places.
Posted at March 17, 2003 06:07 PM