Do you think if some Mexican kid's mother had drowned while they were wading across the Rio Grande we'd be seeing all this fuss now?

Houston not being far enough away, my boss called from there at four o'clock yesterday afternoon wanting to see some queries run, and said "I need those e-mailed to me before you leave today!" then probably dashed off for dinner or something. Anyway it took me several hours to finish them, although I realized at the last minute that I'd only given him two months on one query when he was asking for five. But then, he did say that I could give him just one month initially if it took too long to run all five. Since he was essentially asking for twelve separate queries, that was no great help--even if it only took ten minutes to run one query, I'd still have been stuck there for twelve hours. So since my ride was already downstairs gunning her motor, I kicked off the corrected query and mailed it off this morning. (That was before our mail server crashed later in the day. Unfortunately.)

I proudly posted the URL for this journal to one of my mailing lists, then got a reply back from England that they were unable to access it. Because, sometimes, you can access this server and sometimes, well, you can't. Which may not be the optimal conditions for hosting a daily journal which you hope to be read widely, but for now I guess I'll tough it out and hope things improve. In the meantime, tres embarrassment!