Here I sat, tapping my fingers on the desk, waiting for a DNS change to propagate through a number of secondaries (note to self, I have too many secondary DNS servers at home). While sitting, tapping my fingers I dozed off and dreamt of fishing on the river I grew up on, of the sweet looks my daughter gives me and of retiring into a luddite colony of burning men and women in the desert. When I awoke and wiped the drool from my face, I realized I was wasting my life waiting for DNS to propagate. Then I flushed the cache one more time, just to see if it’s…