Daily Archives: December 9, 2006

And Now This Startling Admission

My toe wasn’t really sore this afternoon. I posted that it was to illustrate the point to an interviewer that the community of Whatever readers is pretty much ready to use any topic as a launching point for discussion, even one as mundane as, oh, “my toe is sore.” So I typed it in and we continued our interview, and some time later I went back to the Whatever and, lo and behold, a discussion. And a fun one, too. So thank you all for proving my point for me. You’re making me look good here.

In other news, my thumb is sore. That’s because I just bit the nail down to the quick. Because I’m a moron, you see.

Fear My Gaping Maw

When I wasn’t looking my host provider bumped up the amount of disk space and bandwidth I have. I now have 250GB of space on my host server, and 2.5 terabytes of bandwidth per month. To give you a sense of what kind of overkill this is, my entire site is less than 500MB of disk space, and if my bandwidth continues as is, I’ll eat through about 27GB in bandwidth by the end of the month. Which means that I have space in my account for 500 Web sites like this one, and I would need to have 93 times the traffic I currently have before I would max out my monthly allotment. Not bad for $20 a month.

Now, I suspect the reason my host provider can offer such outlandishly generous disk space and bandwidth is because the vast majority of sites almost certainly come nowhere close to using 250GB of disk space and/or requiring 2.5TB of bandwidth. While I don’t doubt my host provider would honor its commitment to me if I suddenly started sucking down all 2.5TB of my bandwidth, I do sort of idly wonder what would happen if all their developer-level accounts suddenly needed that wide a pipe. I can’t help but imagine things would get crowded. It’s idle speculation, but then, so much speculation is.

At least now I understand why, when I knew I was going to be Farked because of Bacon Cat, and I called my host provider to warn them of the oncoming traffic spike, their response was, more or less, “yeah, okay, whatever.” Even a mighty Farking is not likely to cause them or my account much trouble. That’s oddly reassuring. And now I’m going to entirely stop worrying about ever running out of server space. At the rate I accrete files on the site I’d have to keep up what I’m doing here for a couple thousand years before filled up my server. I find that comforting.

Fear My Gaping Maw

When I wasn’t looking my host provider bumped up the amount of disk space and bandwidth I have. I now have 250GB of space on my host server, and 2.5 terabytes of bandwidth per month. To give you a sense of what kind of overkill this is, my entire site is less than 500MB of disk space, and if my bandwidth continues as is, I’ll eat through about 27GB in bandwidth by the end of the month. Which means that I have space in my account for 500 Web sites like this one, and I would need to have 93 times the traffic I currently have before I would max out my monthly allotment. Not bad for $20 a month.

Now, I suspect the reason my host provider can offer such outlandishly generous disk space and bandwidth is because the vast majority of sites almost certainly come nowhere close to using 250GB of disk space and/or requiring 2.5TB of bandwidth. While I don’t doubt my host provider would honor its commitment to me if I suddenly started sucking down all 2.5TB of my bandwidth, I do sort of idly wonder what would happen if all their developer-level accounts suddenly needed that wide a pipe. I can’t help but imagine things would get crowded. It’s idle speculation, but then, so much speculation is.

At least now I understand why, when I knew I was going to be Farked because of Bacon Cat, and I called my host provider to warn them of the oncoming traffic spike, their response was, more or less, “yeah, okay, whatever.” Even a mighty Farking is not likely to cause them or my account much trouble. That’s oddly reassuring. And now I’m going to entirely stop worrying about ever running out of server space. At the rate I accrete files on the site I’d have to keep up what I’m doing here for a couple thousand years before filled up my server. I find that comforting.