So this is Walter C. signing off for the night. Peace and remember one thing. It’s all gonna be allright. Axl made a comeback and turns out Slash is just too cool to care.
Go Blogger…Go Blogger (damn you all know the link by heart anyway)…I didn’t make that button for nothing.
In an effort to get on the pre-sale ticket bandwagon I found this website to possibly be more confusing than my own.
Finally! Some nominees to choose from! Now I can sensibly vote. And oh hahaha on the Miss Chicky nomination. All I can hope for is I’m not the one who has the bad hair. I was kidding. I was kidding. geez. 🙂
And speaking of contests. Props to the winners. But I still say this…this…and this taste more delicious on my monitor. And that is the end of that. Finally.
Oh except … the hammylicious award. Its a TIE! and It takes one to know one. 🙂
hmmm … a couple of days ago I thought to myself I’m going to give Blogger another try.
I’m going to stop with the “handmade” posting and simplify my online life. I was so excited. I even figured out how to add Blogvoices…comment count and all. I was so tickled to see “1 comment” on my very first post.
So here I sat … feeling all good about how wonderful and eloquent my second day entry would look on my new Blog. I just wanted to sit back and look at it. Relish it. Edit it. So I posted it. oh … oh … oh … it looked so fine.
Then it happened. I hit the refresh button just so I could get all quivery seeing it load onto the screen again. I waited. Nothing. White frame. No words. No cute little icon. No “I Love Blogger” button that I had made so lovingly. I hit refresh again. Still nada. So I went thru the process. Reloaded. Reinstalled. Shut down. Fired up. Maybe its the browser. Maybe its just me. Fucking FTP.
Then it dawned on me. I can see everything but the frame where the Blogger lives. ah-ha. Maybe it wasn’t me. So I started to investigate. My first stop would be the man in the know. Jish. Yeah … and there he was being all diplomatic and stuff about the whole crisis. And, oh lordy, I knew we had trouble when I see his little Blogvoices cloud: “comments temporarily disabled”. But he also gives me what I want. Information.
I have to give this guy a lot of credit. Mainly because he has the balls to just come right out and say what the problems are … instead of giving the “try and read between the lines if you can” stuff. And quite frankly these people don’t owe any of us anything. I’m just hoping the little matrix fairy comes in and fixes it all up so I won’t give up on it. Impatient and selfish me. But I can offer one solution … handposting. Its fun for the whole family!
Plus for the first time ever … I saw :::fresh chicky::: on the front page.
~sigh~…fame is so fleeting.
To JJ: I saw a guy on Howard Stern one night. Normally I wouldn’t pay much attention, but this guy made me look for some reason. I liked the way he talked. Plus he pulled his pants down to show this horrible surgical scar he had around his lower abdomen. He did it like it was no big deal and that impressed me. I found out his name is Richard Hatch. And then I found out he was the million dollar winner from the television show, “Survivor”, which I had never watched.You know how it goes when something intrigues you? You want to talk about it. You bring it up in those vague conversations you have with people. Sometimes only you understand why something lingers in your mind. This guy kept lingering in my mind.
I was at the bookstore. I saw a thin paperback book with a naked man on it. Guess who it was? Uh-huh…plus it had this title:
I knew I had to buy this book.
My guy says, “You aren’t seriously going to buy that book are you?”
I said oh yeah … its 25% off.
He says, “I don’t like that guy.”
I inquire. Why not?
He hesitates. “I don’t know. I just don’t.”
I’ve found out a lot of guys don’t like Richard Hatch. They don’t really seem to know why. They just don’t.
I bought the cheesy book. It took one hour to read it. Its simple, forthright and kicks butt.
JJ…I have to agree with you. I had to read that statement over a few times and really think about it. Hatch says its about not wasting your time trying to be somebody you think other people will like. Know why you are there and what you want from any given situation.
What does it mean to me? It means I don’t have to conform to suit anyone but myself.
How about these other Hatchisms?
Selfishness is a virtue.
Challenge yourself differently.
Take a chance for the hell of it.
Overcome functional fixedness.
Focus on thoughts rather than things.
