I upgraded my WordPress software yesterday and it didn’t go *quite* right so I sort of half rolled it back and things were working for the time being. I knew that I would need to go fix it for real but was not ready to sit in that particular time sink quite yet.
This morning I get up and there’s no website. Oh fine, one of the triggers or maintenance routines went off in the DB against the half-assed updated WordPress software and totally hosed it. Nice! So I put in a trouble ticket and waited all day. Finally wrote again and got an answer: The server had crashed and tables weren’t closed properly and had to have a manual repair run on them. Not just mine, of course, anyone on this server. So they were busy.
On a positive note, I got the cruddy install (my fault, btw, not WordPress) cleaned up and everything’s hunky dory.
I swear, nothing big EVER happens to me with computers without something else unrelated but nearby or vaguely related happening at the same time, thus making it next to impossible to diagnose right off the bat. It’s a challenge. I know.
Check out the March 1990 issue of the American Journal of Forensic Medicine and Pathology and turn to pages 89-92, where you’ll find “Xenolingual autoeroticism,” by M. B. Randall, R. P. Vance, and T. H. McCalmont.
Their report discusses the use of a deer tongue as a masturbatory tool. And it may explain why hunting is so popular.
Lock the bedroom door
Go read this – don’t be put off by the giant dildo at the top. Flea is funny and the outcome of the story will make you laugh.
Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.
–Wystan Hugh Auden
Go through your phone book, call people and ask them to drive you to the airport. The ones who will drive you are your true friends. The rest aren’t bad people; they’re just acquaintances.
Creativity comes from trust. Trust your instincts.
–Rita Mae Brown
Never suffer youth to be an excuse for inadequacy, nor age and fame to be an excuse for indolence.
— Benjamin Haydon
Well, dammit, indolence was my whole plan for the next four days. Now what?
Another LOL’er from TopFive.com
Yesterday’s headlines left me flat, but these tickled me today. You (my vast internet audience of two) should subscribe to this newsletter, it nearly always has something hilarious in it. The Club Top Five is the best one, but you have to pay a little bit for it. Works out to $1.50/month. 🙂 Cheapest original humor on the internet.
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Bush: Bin Laden Is Determined to Take Advantage of My Mistakes
Army Denies Tapping Suicide Hotlines to Find Recruits
Enemy of Counterfeit Vietnamese Noodles Is Faux-Pho Foe
Anne Heche Battles Ex-Husband for Custody of Mothership
FBI: U.S. Is Well-Defended Against Cyber-Terrorists [Er, No,
Study: Saturn’s Rings Are Dense Clumps, Much Like That Stuff
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steatopygic (adj.) [stee-at-uh–pij-ik, stee-uh-tuh‑]
Having an extreme accumulation of fat on the buttocks, especially on women.
Better than calling a patient “fat ass,” I suppose.