Time Out For Much-Needed Maintenance
I just got a new computer, and am taking this opportunity not only to do some early virtual spring cleaning and organize my new desktop, but to do some much-needed maintenance on the ol' blog to bring it up to industry standards, too.
I am finally loading posts to my current and forever blog from my various defunct blogs from as far back as 2005. When I'm finished , these posts can be easily accessed in the monthly archives on the sidebar. (Some of my favorites include "Child Seen Licking Seatback and Sibling While Father Looks on Unfazed" and "Thinking outside the cardboard box" from T-Rage! and, of course, "God: Conspiracy or Coincidence?" from Mennonnotes.)
Even though I was able to import all my Masspurgation posts, all of my .jpgs from the blog were purged en mass when I refused to renew the url, so I've been working on uploading the .jpgs again, so that the archived posts will appear as they did originally.
Mostly I'm just trying to get the archives in order.
"Why?" You ask.
Because when I blog something, it stays blogged.
"No, really. Why?" You ask again, rather stridently.
Well, because it gives me the illusion of having something productive to do, when actually I could be building houses for the poor in Guatemala, or something, which I'm not really dying to do, but would if someone asked me to.
Plus, getting my archives in order makes me feel like I have some power over my circumstances, when in fact I can hardly manage the trivial tasks I set for myself, or extricate myself from all the various wee little dramas of my own design.
And then I think, too, that we're hardwired to do this sort of thing. We just naturally want to put things in order, to file them away, categorize them, archive and cross-list them, and so on.
And since I am not getting laid — not only not getting laid, but emphatically NOT GETTING LAID (it's a judgment, not an observation) — and the weather sucks, I've really got nothing better to do than crank the Neil Diamond and set about hunting down old posts and jpgs to upload to my archives.


























You can NEVER watch enough porn. Ever.
And don't be too sure about that emphatic NOT GETTING LAID thing either. We've all seen your pic - you're just too lazy to go "accidently" slam your grocery cart into the grocery cart of a cute guy you've been following around the grocery store for an hour. No wait - that's me. Never mind.
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Oh, so THAT's what those shopping carts are for!
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