The Ghost of Henry Hudson meets Murphy

The year before last, a sudden monsoon swept throught the Hudson Valley Ribfest, but it couldn't dampen the spirits of the 50 some odd teams who were barbequing through the night.

Last year at the contest, a microburst storm blew half the tents into Canada, and flash!bang! lightening blinded and deafened the survivors.

This year the Ghost of Henry Hudson went all out. No rain could stop us. No wind could stop us. No lightening! No thunder! Nope. None of that. Henry Hudson's Ghost sought help. Help in the form of Murphy.

One stinking 300 gig disk in a half million dollar highly avaialble, high performance disk array sitting in a data center in New Jersey screwed me to the wall. It didn't fail. It degraded. A disk failure would have been zero impact. The array would have handled it without problem. Degradation is another matter.

It's impact caused a two day application move to morph into a 16 day night of the living dead.

Needless to say, When the Ghost of Henry Hudson involks Murphy's Law, the Memphis Barbeque Company is screwed. We didn't go to Hudson Valley this year. Not to worry, friends and neighbors, we'll be back next year.