To further complicate matters, poverty is creeping in, due to all manner of reasons. I hope we get a good insurance settlement, toot sweet. If there is any justice in this world, it would also include compensation for all the lost time I am having to spend taking care of Iceblink, rather than trying to make LJ more successful.
Blogger is growing at about 3K users a day. LiveJournal, however, is only growing at about 950 users, down from nearly 3000 users per day at its peak. 950 users a day sucks... that is approximately how fast Deadjournal is growing. At least I can take some solace in that our users actually pay for our service. We're perhaps the only online journal service that could be called profitable. We could grow at 3000 users a day in no time at all... but Brad has to finish the clustering efforts first and we have to get rid of invite codes and reopen the floodgates. I hear he's making progress, so not all hope is lost; there is real value in being the largest weblog service out there. We worked hard to get there, and I would just assume that we hold onto that title.
Still, I hate to even think of LiveJournal as just a journal service, because as much as I want it to be the best journal service out there, it could be so much more. Why settle for being just one of a plethora of journal services, when you can be revolutionary? I have been looking at other open source initiatives in the hope that some kind of beneficial mutation (perhaps with our portal) can happen, allowing for great things to happen, though apparently my email yesterday never was sent. Urghlich. Guess I get to contact my ISP's tech support tomorrow.
Sometimes I feel entirely too much like Marvin...
'Reverse primary thrust, Marvin,' that's what they say to me, `open airlock number three, Marvin. Marvin, can you pick up that piece of paper?' Can I pick up that piece of paper! Here I am, brain the size of a planet and they ask me to ...''
``Yeah, yeah,'' sympathized Zaphod hardly at all.
``But I'm quite used to being humiliated,'' droned Marvin, ``I can even go and stick my head in a bucket of water if you like. Would you like me to go and stick my head in a bucket of water? I've got one ready. Wait a minute.''
``Er, hey, Marvin ...'' interrupted Zaphod, but it was too late. Sad little clunks and gurgles came up the line.