Word.
Must…finish…photos…Can’t…stop…to…blog…Readers…waiting…
This will have to suffice for today.
Thanks to Bayou for the fun blog doodad of the day. Get your word cloud here.
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Filed under EuroBlog, Fucket Bucket, Gollum Lives | Comment (0)Escape from Mordor
Smeagol and I haven’t blogged much for the past several days, as we’ve been pouting over the demise of our Gallery page.
I installed Photo Album some time ago, and was very please with it, despite the fact that for some reason the plugin took away my “upload” function on the Write Post option. But I was willing to over look that little inconvenience, since I now had my photos linked from my blog. I thought the gallery was the funnest thing since my iPod.
Little did I know, it was to be but a brief, shining moment. For some reason, when I switched themes to the one I currently have, Photo Album turned up its boogery nose and refused to work. And I really, really like this theme, dammit.
Something had to be done - after that sweet taste, I simply couldn’t go back to a photo-less universe. After hours of dinking around, plumbing the depths of both theme and plugin, trying desperately to forge a successful union between the two…
…I gave up and tried a new plugin, FAlbum. This one seems simpler, yet as I was soon to find out, is virtually impossible to install and has the crappiest instructions I’ve ever seen in my entire two months of blogging.
It was time to seek professional help. That’s ok - I ain’t proud… Will Work For Blog Support. But alas, even my Blogfather, Wordpress devotee, could not figure out what the hell was going on.
The mountain belched fire…the eye burned…the wraiths circled. All appeared to be sourness and ruin.
But we wants it. We will have it, even if we have to bite off a finger to get it, my preciousss!
God bless the Flickr badge! Installation as easy as pie… Works perfectly in a widget text box… Tidy HTML option, or coolio Flash, which you see here at Uppity Rib. So it goes to Flickr instead of a page on my blog - so what. Small price to pay for getting to keep my photos on my home page, my “upload” function back, AND get to keep the theme I want.
We don’t need your unsupported, shit-for-documentation, lava-spewing plugins anyway, stupid fat hobbits!We hates it! It LIES to us!
We is very frustrated, my precioussss….
We changes our blog theme… and it takes our photo album away from us! It stole it from us!
gollm gollm
Gollum hearts Flickr
Yes, the previous post is an actual photo of my cubicle. While I was conscientiously slaving away at work, doing Very Important Things, Gollum fished the cell from my bag and started dinking around. A two-minute potty break was all the time he needed to tag my blog with said photo.
We’re - er, I’m fairly swooning over the potential this has for blogging our upcoming trip to Europe…
This is Uppity, mooning the Pope in Rome!
See Kevin, making snow-devils in the Swiss Alps!
Behold Uppity, showing her tits at the top of the Eiffel Tower!
All in nearly real time.
It just goes to show, it’s never too late for a happy childhood…even for Gollum.
Technorati Tags: European vacation, cell phone, photo blogging, happy childhood
Filed under 9 to 5, EuroBlog, Gollum Lives | Comment (0)That’s what I get for thinking!
What I Did This Weekend
Spent most of Saturday sitting on my ass, uploading images to my flckr account and blog, and generally reveling in my newfound geekitude. Took a brief respite from the ‘puter to go see the new Pixar film Cars - more time spent indoors in darkness, but hey, I was already in Gollum mode so I hardly noticed. However, Sunday saw another side of me entirely.
In the morning, Kevin and I went for a 22-mile bike ride along the Cedar River Trail. Gorgeous weather, great scenery, good workout, followed by a hearty brunch of breakfast sausage and french toast. Magnifique!
Then Kevin and I took a stroll through the back yard, and everything changed. It started out as a simple idea (mine) to slightly ensmallen the herb garden and embiggen the patio for a small outdoor grill. This way while one of us (him) makes dinner on the grill, the other (me) can lounge in the hot tub without getting smoke in her eyes. Genius, yes?
Yes, genius - except that because himself is an engineer, if we are going to change one thing, we thus must change a whole shitload of other things, because that is The Most Efficient Way. So my innocent little idea for a two-foot square grill nook turned into putting in not only said patio, but also pipe from the herb garden and around the garage for irrigation to the vegetable garden, as well as extending our hot tub porch ten feet.
Uh. OK. Sooooooooo….
… Grab the garden shoes, What Would Joan Jett Do? T-shirt, and workin’ gloves - time to bust a move on some shit in the backyard. Four hours of the lovely Sunday afternoon were spent on the first stages of the new Grill-Patio-Gone-Apeshit-Project, ripping out pavers, digging out dirt, and taking down a decrepit, rotting gate behind our garage.
(Aside: to this day, I am still puzzled why anyone would build a ten-foot gate between the backside of a garage and a fence, where nobody but possums and racoons ever go. I mean, I know the previous owner of our house had a dog, but it was, like, a 10-inch tall poodle-mix thing that couldn’t jump a cinderblock. Baffling.)
In any case, we hope to have most of the project done before we go to Europe. For a smattering of pictures of the weekend’s accomplishments, check out my photos on Flickr. More to come!
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Take a peek inside the World of Willow. You can view each album as a slideshow or photo by photo. Note that if you use the slideshow feature, you can click on the images as they go by to view their titles. Feel free to click around and experiment!
More images and text coming soon!
We dids it! We loves it, don’t we, my precious…
Good Smeagol always helps.
Metamorphosissssss
“My preciousssssss….”
I hear the hiss and turn slightly in my chair, straightening with difficulty from my rather hunched position. Squinting into the darkness, I whisper, “What?”
“We sits in the dark and we types it…” says the voice. “We types and we learns and we reads, don’t we, my preciousssss…”
In the blue of the computer screen, can just make out Kevin standing in the doorway. “My little Gollum,” he says, shaking his head, “with her paddy little fingers and big, round nocturnal eyes.”
His voice becomes reedy again. “‘We sits in the dark. We sits and we types.’”
I stifle a convulsion in my throat and turn back to the computer. Stupid fat Hobbitt.
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