An Aries Knows (this site is more fun when people read and comment)
The existence of this button reassures me that this situation is not unique to Tom and me. If we ever get our PCs, iMac, Nooks, and Adobe to all get along, we may throw a party.
Also, if there’s any doubt about who’s who, I’d like to point out that this button contains a comma splice.
If you’re one of the people who hasn’t seen the NSFW honey badger video, here’s
Many of us have bad habits when writing. Back in the 90s, when there was such a thing as a chat room online, I think it was a Halloween night when all the room regulars decided to chat in disguise (virtual costumes, if you will). Within minutes of my arrival under my new secret name, someone identified me. When I asked how he knew, he said, “It’s all those ellipses. You love your three dots.”
I broke the ellipses habit. But I’ll never–ever–get over the damn em dash.
Once again, thanks, Marika, for the button.
I have no idea how this button came to be in my possession, but I do remember knowing people who made me feel this way. Fortunately, that’s no longer an issue.
Even on Facebook.
This is my new little companion who’ll travel with me when I’m out looking for photo opportunities. I think it’s clear he plans to be my rambunctious* alter ego.
*See what I did there?
On August 12, my friend Alan tweeted: Random fun fact of the day: in 1981, the IBM Personal Computer is released.
I thought it would be a good time to break out this button. I don’t know how it came to me, though I do remember some early versions of “computers” in an office where I worked. My first home computer was a Mac.
Anyway, I figured sharing this button is a better tribute to personal computers than the almost FOUR HUNDRED spam comments I received in a twelve-hour period on my blog. I believe the solution Tim suggested has nipped that in the bud, but I hope it won’t make it more difficult for people to leave legitimate comments.
Yesterday I visited some Facebook walls that are public, and I was reminded again of why Facebook is a terrible fit for me. I expressed a mini tirade about it on Twitter (everything on Twitter being mini), mostly regarding my inability to understand why people who carp incessantly about other people’s bigotry–including hate language–turn around and do exactly the same thing to people whose beliefs and politics are different from theirs. This is not quantum physics. You think it’s wrong to be generalized, stereotyped, insulted, demeaned–then it’s wrong for YOU TO DO IT, TOO. And if you’re going to do it anyway, then you’ve lost any moral high ground in calling out other people, and you’ve lost some of your sympathetic audience. Including me.
I don’t miss the cacophony.
Conventional wisdom says that when someone talks politics on Twitter, they lose followers. Even though I hadn’t technically done so in my mini tirade, I did glance at my list of followers this morning, and none seem to have vanished. However, the number of people I follow had lessened by about twenty. Now I’m the only one who can make that choice, so it’s obviously a Twitter glitch, and other people are experiencing it, too. I’m sure it’ll all get worked out eventually. Meanwhile–boy, is my Twitter quiet.
For the longest time I’ve been sure I had a day of photos missing (from a 2008 trip). Last night I found them on the laptop and was able to copy them to my current desktop. (They may still be misfiled on my old PC as well. I’m an archivist’s nightmare.) That search and recovery was prompted by my wish for a specific Photo Friday shot.
All that reminded me of pulling photos from my old cell before I finalized my phone upgrade earlier this week. In doing so, I discovered a photo taken last August on a Craft Night. Margot had sequestered herself away from the rest of us in a crate (if she goes into Fort Emo under the bed, it’s not as effective, since then the rest of us don’t get to see how much she suffers). Tim reached into the crate to pet her (so she could pretend to hate the attention), and he fell asleep. I surreptitiously caught the moment with my cell phone. It always took the worst photos; the iPhone can only be an improvement.
Computer and phone issues have consumed my Monday.
To be continued…