Emasculating. Humiliating. I broke my own blog. For hours on end, and needed the rescue of a marvelous friend to fix it. I felt like such a fraud. I don’t think I’m an expert, but I do tend to think I’m better at internet-things than that. You know how self-doubt always brings friends? I...
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pag·eant·ry /ˈpædʒəntri/ –noun,plural-ries. 1. spectacular display; pomp: the pageantry of a coronation. 2. mere show; empty display. 3. pageants collectively; pageants and the performance of pageants. Guys. Seriously. Glenn Beck? Rush Limbaugh? It’s entertainment. It’s shock-jocks in politics. Like Geraldo and Jerry Springer, they don’t say it because it’s true, they say it...
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This post is mostly a test to see if my fix of Twitter Tools fixed things. Also, the wordcount graph lies. As all the others I could have chosen say, I have 10,225 words. That’s the widget I want, though, so I’m hoping it’ll straighten itself out. If not, I’ll change to one of...
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No, Joss doesn’t have to face the Cold of DOOM. And he’s appropriately grateful. So. Day 8 (I know because I first complained of my cold in my blog on the 19th) (yes, I use my blog to remember things) of Misery. Before that I dimly remember a couple days of sore throat, but...
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So. Car? Borked. It’ll start, but if I’m not revving the gas, it dies. Therefore it stays in the carport till I can figure out what to do. Fidelis? Not being written. Dunno why. I know what I want to do, can’t seem to get it done. Work? Not starting till two days after...
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