Times, they are a-changin’

Snooj told me yesterday, he just sold Points South to GWI.

It’s not unexpected, he told me a while back that it wasn’t a job he enjoyed anymore, and that he was looking to sell. But even so, it still caught me off guard.

I haven’t had much connection to Points South in a while, other than hosting things there and stopping in once or twice a year, but it was one of my first jobs – and a home of sorts, too, I was actually living in the back room when I was working there. It didn’t work out, the business was new and struggling, and the few web sites I built weren’t enough to pay my position.

I moved on to other jobs, while still doing projects for Points South as a freelancer. After a while, my main job paid well enough that I didn’t need the freelance work anymore.

Points South kept on going though – doing well, picking up smaller ISPs, expanding to cover most of Maine. Jeremy moved on, and then Austin, and a new generation of Points South crew came on.

The thing with a small business, a good small business, is that the employees form a family. That’s probably why Snooj kept it going as long as he did, even after the point where it stopped being enjoyable, was to keep a place for these people for as long as possible.

In the end, though, the demands of running the place wore on him and you really shouldn’t keep doing a job that makes you miserable. It was time to move on.

Points South was an amazing achievement, a tiny business that grew to service most of Maine, with award-winning customer support. I look back at my time there fondly.

So, raise a glass to Points South, the little ISP that could!

The Long and Winding Road

The 4th at Snooj’s was fun. I got there a bit early and played with Parker on the trampoline. I tried to use the surface of the trampoline to explain how gravity is actually a distortion in the fabric of space, but Parker was insistant that we play his game instead, where he does some acrobatic feat on the trampoline, and then I land on my head trying to copy it.

Austin arrived, then more friends, families and cohorts trickled in. Austin was grillmaster, and had to keep repeating “no, I’m not a vegetarian” – not sure why everyone thinks he is… he just has a vegetarian vibe to him, I guess.

4th food
Here are the pictures I took at Snooj’s

There was paintball target shooting, stickball, couch wrestling, and more frivolity.

Finally, I headed out around 11:30 or midnight.

At that point, it was raining, and as I drove, the rain increased to a hammering force. I drove more slowly than on the way there, I didn’t want to hydroplane or anything.

I was very tired, and only 2/3 the way home, when I noticed the music I was listening to was cutting out. It wasn’t my iPod, or the car stereo, rather it was my consciousness flickering out momentarily. At the next rest stop I pulled over and took a nap. I may have mentioned, my ideal sleeping conditions are being a passenger in a car, at night, during a rainstorm, where it’s cold and there is just a little bit of heat coming from the heater. Something about the sound of the wet tires, the rhythm of the wipers, the cold and warmth that just put me right out.

After a 20-minute nap, I was rested enough to drive the rest of the way home, whereupon I dropped into a deep sleep, for about 3 or 4 hours, when my alarm clock’s angry beeps roused me.

My body is a bit sore today, all that trampolining and wrestling on my unfit and aging body… my neck and spine are especially sore, due to the tag-team combo of trampolining and lots of driving.

I decided instead of driving to NJ tonight (and getting there close to midnight) I’ll instead leave tomorrow morning (getting there close to noon). Plus that means Sarah can come visit tonight, she hurt her back holding down a struggling patient yesterday, so we can trade back massages (though I think I’m getting the better half of that particular trade 😉