It’s been another one of those days. I’m writing this off line now and will paste it into our blog editor whenever we once again have Internet service.
Today started out pretty cool. I finally made it this morning to the men’s Bible study that I’ve been wanting to join. I’ve been wanting to do this for several weeks. It’s at an ideal time since it starts at 6:30 AM on Thursdays … a perfect way to begin my day off and I still get to sleep in a little. We had a great time discussing spiritual warfare from Ephesians chapter six as well as several other issues.
As I left the study, I decided to get a jump on getting the truck washed, which is something I usually have done on Thursday afternoon. While the guys had it up in the air to pressure wash the undercarriage, they called me over and pointed out several huge holes in the frame. Oops! Switching from good news to bad news.
After Mark’s guys got the truck all cleaned up and waxed, I went over to Perry’s shop show him the damage. He said he can get to it next week and that even though it looks scary, as you can see from the picture, it’s OK to drive it for a while longer.
The next bit of bad news came when I got into the truck and started it up. It had started pouring down rain with wind, thunder, and lighting while I was talking to Perry. The radio in the truck came on just in time for me to hear some crackles and sputters before it went silent. Some day off this was turning out to be!
I called the station to see if Ken needed my help. Karen answered the phone and said she was still trying to find him. She thought he was working back in one of the shops. I told her that I would drive on up to the transmitter building in case the problem was there and to have Ken call me when he could.
It was kind of an interesting drive up that muddy, steep road with torrents of water gushing down past me. It made me feel like a real missionary adventurer for a while. But I made it up there with no problems and discovered that the network switch that distributes all the data among the various pieces of equipment was deader than a doornail. Just about that time Ken called so see what I’d learned and ask what he could do. Perfect timing, Ken. I told him where to find a spare network switch in the audio shop and before long he arrived with it. I plugged it in and connected the cables and we were back on the air. Well, the AM was. Still no FM audio. Apparently the digital/analog converter for the FM signal didn’t like all the network gyrations and it went brain dead. I cycled power on it and we were back in business.
It was almost six hours after leaving for the Bible study that I finally got home with a freshly washed truck that was almost covered in new mud. I had time for lunch with Mildred and we watched a short movie before it was time to go to the funeral of one of our listeners. Now we’re back and I can finally do some writing and catch up on email. This is the first chance I’ve had all day to do that and now we have no internet.
Pause here while Jerry tinkers with routers, cables, and other mysterious stuff.
Alrighty! The Internet is back. Sort of. It appears that our firewall is having some sort of emotional issues and won’t let us out to the outside world. I plugged the Internet provider’s adapter straight into my computer (bypassing the firewall), changed my computer’s network settings to be able to work directly with their adapter, and I’m back on line. Of course, no one else can use the Internet and I can’t get into our network. So I guess I’ll try to get that fixed before it’s time for shower, supper, and sleep and then back to “work” in the morning.
What was that this morning about spiritual warfare?