For years, my webserver has lived quietly in the closet of my spare bedroom. Until this morning.
I feel like it is a child that’s gone off to college. It now lives at a professional data center somewhere in Santa Clara, in a secure undisclosed location accessed by a hand print. The little Mac mini is sitting in a cage with a bunch of other servers, network appliances, and whatnot. The room is very loud, has rows and rows of racks, huge cables and thousands of wires.
I felt rather bad leaving it there, all alone in a cage, like it was a pet that I took to the pound.