Okay, This is irritating!

[nonrev1]

Ok. I went and tried to post a test message in the forum with an attachment and received:

Your FTP login failed. Please check your username and password. Detail: 530 Login incorrect.

I have opened a support ticket with Infopop and will post the result here as soon as I hear from them.

[Migflanker]

It worked! Photos up, I can now delete in Quiz 12, I am in control.

Keep'em flying

[nonrev1]

Here is infopops response:

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Greetings Chris Bagley,

It appears that your evefiles directory somehow got deleted...?

I have recreated the directory and verified that ftp access to evefiles has been restored.

Please confirm that everything is working properly now.

To further understand how this may have happened, are you aware of any way the directory may have been deleted? If you are not aware of how this directory might have been deleted, could you please answer: When was the last known time an attachment was successfully posted to your site? When was the first known time that posting an attachment failed?

Please let us know how we might further assist you, or if we may close this ticket.

Regards,
-Don Aldrich
Senior Systems Administrator
Technology Group
Infopop Corporation
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I'll try to come back and do some more testing this evening to ensure all is well.

[Migflanker]

could you please answer: When was the last known time an attachment was successfully posted to your site? When was the first known time that posting an attachment failed?

Regards,
-Don Aldrich
Senior Systems Administrator
Technology Group
Infopop Corporation
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Chris
Last successful upload of an attachment- February 14 2:15PM--[Aviation quiz-12-deicing photo]

First unsuccessful upload of an attachment--
February 15 10:04AM--[Nonrev Correspondent-Chicago-Chicago Greeter Logo.

BTW, the Chicago photo still isn't up.

What's the puppy's name?

Keep'em flying

[randyrandy]

Chris:

Thanks so much for your help! I've updated my address book.

[Migflanker]

Adaptation of Poe's classic "the Raven"

Lines found in the wastebasket of a vacant office

Abort, Retry, Ignore

Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary,
System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, still I sat there doing spreadsheets.
Having reached the bottom line I took a floppy from the drawer,
I then invoked the SAVE command and waited for the disk to store,
Only this and nothing more.

Deep into the monitor peeking, long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning, turning yet to churn some more.
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed machine! Save my data from before!"
One thing did the phosphors answer, only this and nothing more,
Just, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Was this some occult illusion, some maniacal
intrustion?
These were choices undesired, ones I'd never faced before.
Carefully I weighed the choices, as the disk made impish noises.
The cursor flashed, insistent, waiting, baiting me to type some more.
Clearly I must press a key, choosing one and nothing more,
From "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

With fingers pale and trembling, slowly toward the keyboard bending,
Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
Praying for some guarantee, timidly, I pressed a key.
But on the screen there still persisted words appearing as before.
Ghastly grim they blinked and taunted, haunted, as my patience wore,
Saying "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

I tried to catch the chips off guard, and pressed again, but twice as hard.
I pleaded with the cursed machine: I begged and cried and then I swore.
Now in mighty desperation, trying random combinations,
Still there came the incantation, just as senseless as before.
Cursor blinking, angrily, winking, blinking nonsense as before.
Reading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

There I sat, distraught, exhausted, by my own machine accosted.
Getting up I turned away and paced across the office floor.
And then I saw a dreadful sight: a lightning bolt cut through the night.
A gasp of horror overtook me, shook me to my very core.
The lightning zapped my previous data, lost and gone forevermore.
Not even, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

To this day I do not know, the place to which lost data go.
What demonic nether world us wrought where lost data will be stored,
Beyond the reach of mortal souls, beyond the ether, into black holes?
But sure as there's C, Pascal, Lotus, Ashton-Tate and more,
You will one day be left to wander, lost on some Plutonian shore,
Your choice: Abort, Retry, Ignore"

--Anon


Keep'em flying