Category: Weblogging

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. 

Allan found a great Valentine game — for the romantic among us, of course.

I am NOT telling the scores I got. No siree. I quickly found that Orange sucks big time at this type of game.

Personally, I think the people on the high scoring list either cheat or are under 12.

5:44pm

Visting my Plutonian friends today I found some terrific gems I wanted to share:

For instance, if you think I can rage, you need to visit Sharon today. She burns with a wonderfully cold fire. Give him hell, Sharon!

I noticed that Chris otherwise known as Stavros has re-designed his site. I like it! And he’s thinking about going Orange. I want you all to go visit Chris and drop him a comment — tell him to give in to the Orange.

I cracked up with NJ Meryl’s story about her cat. The great thing about having a cat is they teach you how to have fun, every day.

Let’s hear it for the Cat people in the audience! Yeah!!!!

Back to my weblog visiting.

4:47pm

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

After working with Radio 8.0, Blogger Pro, Graymatter, and Moveable Type this weekend (for writing assignments and for my own weblog use), I have reached a saturation point. Right at this moment, I can’t stand any of them — equally. Even taking a break and doing some work on one of the books and a little Perl scripting on the side and a couple of nice beach walks didn’t help. Too many blogging tools. Too much blogging. Too much computer. Deadlines will just have to slide.

What you see before you is the remnant of a woman who is drowned by a flood of blogging tools. And I’m tall — it would take a lot to drown me.

I don’t know how Garth can tweak and tweak and tweak and tweak with Radio. Man must have nerves of steel.

They all work, can do nifty things, and are really impressive pieces of software — but they all have something that goes haywire. Inconsistently haywire. Is it my machine? The tools? Me? Combination of the above?

Right now, my eyes (normally green) are a scary looking red color from too much time at the machine.

Take your hands off the keyboard, and back away slowly

Gurrgle.

You know something? Notepad never breaks. Think about it — have you ever crashed Notepad. I dare anyone to say that they’ve crashed Notepad.

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

Christine over at Blah Blah Blog is so into the Anti-Bloggies that she’s using a timer to tell her when it’s okay to vote.

Now, I like that kind of passion!

This last year we haven’t had much chance to indulge in a lot of grins and giggles, and I’m having enormous fun cutting lose with anti-bloggies, Google Instant Messaging, G’Whacking, and all the other essential nonesuch.

So, get your cute little hind ends over to Christine’s, check out the list she’s compiling (I’m adding a few nominations of my own), go to the anti-bloggies, vote for one or all members of the list, and join me in a grin and a giggle.

After all, if we’re not here to have fun, why bother?