I'm still attached to my grunch.net, a literary venture and obvious allusion to Grunch of Giants, a bold work to begin with. Today it verged on turning into a 403, but for some serious interventions. I wasn't finding my backup...
I lot of us pile up a body of work out in cyberspace, or really anywhere. The attachments criss-cross through time and space.
Grunch.net is on a budget server somewhere, not that well protected. What triggered today's saga was the obvious presence of malware.
