In what will no doubt be the first of many messages with this name…

So I look at the stats this morning, like I do most every morning, and I see that has been seeing incredibly high volume–more than two messages per minute, which is enormously more than they normally do. _Enormously_. And the message size was pretty frigging huge, too.

As usualy when things involve HiWAAY, I called dad. I asked to know if he knew of someone trying to beat up on our machines, etc. He asked who it was, so I did a couple of quick queries on the log file, and found out it was his address that was getting all the mail.

After some investigation, we discovered it was problem with his email being over quota, and that address being on the list of people to be notified if someone goes over quota. Oops.

I laughed long and hard, though.

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Michael Alan Dorman

Yogi, brigand, programmer, thief, musician, Republican, cook. I leave it to you figure out which ones are accurate.