Welcome, come right on in, no need to remove your shoes.
Basically, what happened is this: The hosting co’s chinch got hosed. Again. They blamed us, I don’t know what happened, and instead of having the same slapfight I’ve been having with them for the past four months, I took their not-so-polite suggestion to git and I got.
So now we’re here at Typepad. Be patient with us during our housewarming, as we try to serve you while figuring out where the movers left the forks. Mr. A and I will be customizing the shit out of this thing in the coming days and weeks, trying to get it to look and feel as much like the First Draft of old as we can, but without the happy-scrappy outages all the time.
We’re here, we’ve got plenty of spare room, you can crash on the couch if you want. Watch out for the ferrets. They get underfoot.