Somebody sing some Janis Joplin song for me now,
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
|Another One Bites The Dust|
Things were quiet. There was only one customer in the bar so early in the afternoon--he already looked a little hungover.
When power or authority turns you into a brute, that does not speak very well for you or your claim of religion. No matter what you say about God being "on your side", one day He may give you what you deserve. I can't believe that even you will be surprised by it.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
I remember years ago when my friend J. advised me how much better (or easier) things would get if I could get online, at least for email. My friend's thinking was based on how few people had time any more for writing traditional letters. Email was going to relieve us all, was the thinking, of feeling compelled to write long or seriously or well. We could just dump it out there in short messy messages, a little at a time, every passing day!
I guess that's what we did. But now how often do you even get emails?
Blogs came along and sucked away the time and energy for some email writers. And now Twitter and all the cell phones are reducing us to smaller and smaller sound bytes! We will soon be reduced to cavemen, capable of only grunts and groans at electronic speed. And then what will all this technology and blabber have been for?
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I've mentioned Pandora Internet Radio a few times before. Over time I've added more and more "stations". It surprised me the other day to find that I could select classical music there because the last time I inquired, they had some po-boy excuse for not having any. To make it short, now they do! Look out, Mozart, here I come!
Monday, June 22, 2009
|Everybody Wants to be Your Everything|
I was using the Google search page for my home page, but suddenly all those distant rumors of "igoogle" I'd been hearing came home to roost. I hadn't known what people were babbling about, but since I didn't seem to need to know, I just didn't think about it. Suddenly my home page was "igoogle" with it's passel of add-ons and add-ins and it's "fill up the page" peeks into the goddamn fucking Universe that I didn't ask for!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Here's a poem that means a lot to me, so that makes it "good". Yet it's also bad. I can't explain. Click Beautiful Diana for a fairly long but conversational sort of read. I reread it a little while ago and once again realize how much I like it.
Since I let the computer system do a "PC Recovery" the other day, I have spent endless days setting things back to rights. I haven't had time to see if ALL the folders and files are all right, although they do all seem to still be present. System files and all the "shortcuts" were replaced, by something in the first case and by Nothing in the second case. I guess everything was set back to the default and I'd forgotten entirely that some of these damn settings even existed! The computer went from Dead to Alive, so I guess I won't complain too much just yet about how far from normal it is. There's a growing list of things in the back of my mind that I'm wondering "Does That still work and does This still work? And so on. I'm not very fast. I guess it's like when you move from one house to another. Even when you know everything SHOULD be there somewhere in all those boxes you packed, you don't believe it until you see it. Shitfire!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Some say the moon is a harsh mistress,
Friday, June 19, 2009
I am so weary. Time goes by and I can't stick to anything and nothing sticks to me. The Internet started as somewhere I could make friends with people I've never met. Now, of course, I've had the time to realize that it works as well to make enemies there. Not to mention the majority item, just growing indifferent there!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Rapacious and insidious viruses have been gnawing out the entrails of my computer for a few days. I performed a "PC Recovery", and it at least brought the computer back to life, but there are still some problems that I can't (or haven't) assessed. The relatively new mouse works, but some parts of it don't work right, even though I've installed it's software 3 times. Shit, I hate it when things are complicated. I'm not sure all those viruses are gone, though there's no evidence of their continuing presence--I just don't feel very "trusting" about it all!
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
|Selling Shit for Peanut Butter|
All businesses and service companies operate like that. I think they are now all run by the mafia--the New Mafia, the one that's not any kind of ethnic, just capitalist pigs who took it to the next level. They do slouchy work, leave dead bodies behind, and try to charge you 4 times for work done badly or not at all. They are in the exclusive business of ripping us off--no products, no service, just Theft Inc. At one time, this country was worth pissing on if it was on fire, but... Things have changed. And the FBI can't save us from that.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Sometimes late at night it occurs to me
|Extra Work, But So What?|
Do you ever get sick and tired of "being surprised" when you finally publish your post and find out that it "looks wrong"? People complain at various times of how the "Previews" in Blogger are more approximate than exact--in short, no WYSIWYG! This post will give you instructions to create a "practice blog" where you don't have to share your first Publish with the public. If you're tired of your email notifications going out to your subscribers before your post is in it's final or polished version, you might be interested in making a practice blog.
Monday, June 08, 2009
Friday, June 05, 2009
|Here Comes Silly Bunny Tale!|
What's wrong with just being a rabbit? Do they actually fornicate more than rats? I think not. Maybe they do it faster, though. Rapid rabbits? But that sounds like a bad thing; good things should LAST a while! Still, the bad thing about being a natural-born rabbit is not that someone always wants to fuck you, but that someone always wants to eat you! Of course, sometimes they just want to shoot you; ask any paranoid bunny from Texas or Australia! Makes 'em crazy as a rabid rabbit!
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
|Notes about Maya's Granny|
I hadn't read the posts at this blog for a couple of years, I guess, but I was reminded of it by the "intelligent blog" post I just made and so I clicked that label to see where else I'd bestowed that debatable honor. Mostly, I remembered them all and have seen those blogs lately, but I was horrified to find that this lady had died and her daughter had finished it up with a final post that was very touching. I'd never gotten close to that lady, but I had admired her writing and her stories about her life. I can't claim to have been a friend, only an admirer.
I don't recall if I commented on her blog or not, though it is my habit to do so--therefore, it is likely. Nonetheless, that memory is gone, has escaped me. Still, it seemed very sad to hear of her death and to learn that she was younger than I'd thought. Not that her age should matter, though it makes me feel like I wasn't really paying attention to the details back when I did read her blog on a frequent basis. I'm sorry, but it's really too late for that.
What I recommended back then was this very nice post by Maya's Granny.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Monday, June 01, 2009
The lyrics to this Beatles song never struck me as anything other than a fun love song when it was new and I was young, but now I can hardly hear it without being reminded of my stroke or my age. Bitter pill.
After all this time of wondering about my "missing" email icon (envelope), now that I have it on each post, I see that it's pretty worthless. Oh yes, it sends a goddamn link for that post to one person at a time, but that's all. I already knew how to do that. I guess I'm missing the point that the icon is for my readers to use to send an email to a third party, but only the very newest of bloggers would not already know how to do that. And the icon does not make it any faster, at least not to anyone like me who keeps multiple windows open (my gmail is always in another window when my blogs are open). And there is no option to send the full post or a partial post--it ONLY sends the link! I don't find that very attractive, but I guess some of my readers may like it. How would I ever know?