It’s the apocolypse
Contrary to my earlier plans, I'm planning on moving pell and gehenna into their new downtown office today, at 5pm, just before memorial day weekend.
Our new and old network connections are promising no problems with turning the old routes off and turning the new routes on, though we heard braincells frying when we informed them that, yes, we have two class C networks belonging to two different organizations.
"But you'll be assigning both networks to the same company, right?"
"Uh, no, they belong to different organizations. Colocation, remember?"
"Okay, that's fine; you'll just have to fill out this form to tell ARIN that you're going to assign both networks to the same company"
So, no, I'm not expecting that anything will go wrong. I'm also expecting that I'm going to win that big lottery drawing tomorrow (and I've even gone the extra mile and set a dollar on fire invested wisely in a lottery ticket, so what could go wrong! Perhaps I'll talk to Matson about how quickly they'll be able to ship any surviving V8s and Russias from Brazil), and I'd like to take the opportunity to announce that I am actually Marie, Queen of Rumania.
The first horseman step in this grand plan is to assign some new IP addresses, just for paranoia's sake, and repush the DNS so that even if 10,000 lucky coincidences happen to the network connections I'll be able to use some backup addresses that are (allegedly; we don't have anything in the new colo, so we can't reliably ping them) already active. This will have the side-effect of making TSFR much harder to reach, because browsers will spend a lot of time pounding their heads against some IP addresses that just don't resolve.
It'll be just like the 2008 election! Wheeee!