…and maybe last classes, at least for a while. (And just when this was getting really fun!) Yesterday, I told my new journalism students that the class was paperless, that we were going to use just digital paper, and that all of their work for the quarter would be compiled in their Web logs. (One student actually claimed to a) know what a Web log was, and b) have her own up and running, though she couldn’t remember where it was…sigh.) I started them through the setup process, creating a site, filling in names and passwords and e-mail addresses, and I was feeling good now with, what, 75 or so Manila Web logs under my belt, and I said “Ok, just click submit and create your site!” and they all clicked and sat there giddy with anticipation watching the little IE flag waving in the corner waiting for their carefully chosen templates to appear, waiting, waiting, waiting…

Unbeknownst to me our little Frontier server decided not to even try to process the creation of 22 sites at the exact same moment and instead opted to stop all forms of digital communication to anywhere in protest. I’m pacing behind my kids, looking at screens, and from the deepest recesses of my brain comes floating up this vague, uncomfortable deja-vu type feeling like I’ve been here and done that, the energy of the moment just draining out through my toes. I call Ed the tech guy and he checks the server. “Didn’t this happen last fall?” he says…

Good news is about 10 of my kids actually created their sites from home last night. Today we get back on the train, slowly, a few at a time, to start another most excellent Web log adventure…stay tuned.