Before I actually get to the subject of this post, I need to take care of a couple of announcements. Yes, I know you are just thrilled with this information. Well, maybe not, but just fake it ok?
First off, if ANY of you know anyone who is good with Moveable Type, will you let me know? My husband is having trouble with it, and this fix is way beyond my capabilities. Speaking of my husband, I told him that I would forward along this information for him.
As most of you know, I started out with this blogging thing at OWW. When the limitations of Blogger got to be an annoyance, I shifted over to a new one called Swamp Gas.
Swamp Gas prospered, and I was quite happy with it, until, one fine day, the database that holds all the posts locked up solid and wouldn't let me add any more. My provider's tech support is somewhat.... lacking, shall we say. I (and a few other kind souls who are familiar with the mysterious inner workings of Movable Type) are poking and prodding at the blasted thing to see if it can be fixed. Since we all have real lives with jobs and kids and outside interests, this is a kind of "catch-as-catch-can" type of thing. Writing for a blog is a hobby and fun, NOT a grim necessity.
At roughly the same time, my own personal PC rolled over and puked when I attempted to do an uninstall of Linux, which was resident on the same physical hard disk as my Windows XP installation. Result: reformat, rebuild, and restore.
What a PITA!
But, I'm now up and running, and posting again. I have established another blog using Blogger which is called OWW2.
Come and visit. I might not entertain you, but it won't be for lack of trying.
Regards.... WARD
How can you resist that? Won't you go over and pay him a visit? You can even tell him I sent you if you want. On the plus side, it will give me extra brownie points and there are some particular chores I need done this weekend. Won't you help a fellow blogger (me) out. Why yes, I am a kiss-up. Why do you ask?
Hi honey! I love you!
Now that I have my wifely duties out of the way, I must admit to being stupid (shut IT). As much as I have been pimping Blog Fodder these past few weeks, I completely forgot to post a new topic on Sunday. What, with the girls being sick, and Chickie having tonsils that reminded me of big boobs with pimples, it kind of slipped my mind.
[side note]For those of you who have asked, she did have strep throat. Wait, I should clarify that The Emergency Room doctor said something along the lines of "WHOA!" when he checked her throat. He was pretty confident of the diagnosis without doing a throat culture. He talked Chickie into having the "shot" and people, I almost fainted. Not because she went with the shot, but because of the SIZE OF THE NEEDLE. People, it was 1 1/2 inches long, which was carefully explained to Chickie by the ER nurse, thank you very much. I almost gagged this nurse because clearly, when she talked to Chickie it could easily be categorized under TMI, but that's for another post. The only thing kept me from jamming the needle in HER buttox was the fact that she wearing purple. Everywhere. And Chickie loves her some purple. Quite frankly, I was surprised that the syringe wasn't purple.[/sidenote]
Wait, where was I? Oh yes, Blog Fodder. I have remedied that situation by posting a new topic tonight, which I know you will all participate in. Right? I'll wait while you go read here.
Ok, on to the fun stuff! Read below in the extended entry. I got this from a friend of my in an email. I loved it! How about you?
To all Pet Owners
To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door - nose height.
Dear Dogs and Cats:
The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, and try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years -- canine or feline attendance is not required.
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough!
To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:
To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About Our Pets:
1 They live here. You don't.
2. If you don' t want their hair on your clothes, stay off the
furniture. (That's why they call it "fur"nature.)
3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter
who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn' t speak clearly.
Remember: In many ways, dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
1. Eat less
2. Don't ask for money all the time
3. Are easier to train
4. Normally come when called
5. Never ask to drive the car
6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends
7. Don't smoke or drink
8. Don't have to buy the latest fashions
9. Don' t want to wear your clothes
10. Don't need a "gazillion" dollars for college.
And finally,
11. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.
Comments
I certainly hope, after the harpoon in the posterior, that Meelie is feeling better, or as better as you can be when you can only sit on one side.
cute letter to the four-legged kinder. I need to pass this on to our own menagerie.
Posted by: Bob at June 27, 2007 9:54 AM
Hmm Moveable type can't say I'm overly familar with it but hmm let me poke around, look at the Database I got fired up on my server..
possible type - does ward's provider allow him access to set up new databases / tables within them etc, i.e do mySQL maintenance if so see if you can't export / save the current database as a txt file and then start from new and import it back in, sounds hard but for ward should be as easier than rebuilding that darn pc..
Strep throat and 1 1/2 needles eh.. hmm nice.. not really. I know the size of the needle they use to inject the novicane (evil laugh).
Posted by: Gopher at June 27, 2007 5:48 PM
I've been tossing around the idea of moving the jammies off blogspot and onto it's own domain. The time for the initial setup and re-coding the template for a new platform is what's putting me off. And the fact that I'd have to post more often than once a century to justify the move lol
Posted by: Blue Monkey Jammies at June 29, 2007 7:05 PM
Ooops forgot to say Michele sent me!
Posted by: Blue Monkey Jammies at June 29, 2007 7:07 PM
