Fixing stuff, myself included…
On my way out the front door for a cigarette, my sister stoped me to show me how young some actor was in his first movie.
Yeah some actor; I can’t remember his name 5 minutes later! So, I said, “we were all young once.” Once is not enough. I’d settled for twice right now.
1 x 1 = 1; 1+1 = 2. It’s the time issue that creates the problem. Ah yes these are the times. If addition were the answer, we’d all be young twice over.
I’d think twice about that logic if I were you.
But, you are me. Over here, Over there, I can see your “underwhere.” As the timeline keeps rolling along. Sung to the tune of, the Caissons go rolling along.
Well… I managed to import my old Blogger Archives into WordPress. Now it’s a matter of going through all those, mostly older posts, replacing photos, and replacing missing links in some cases. If you see a post with “Designated driver, on the information highway.” at the bottom, it was originally posted on Blogger. Lots of “stuff” has disappeared since November 2001!
Exactly how old are you anyway?
I used to be really old; however, recently I went back in time and lost 30 years.
Lost 30 years? Huh, where did you lose it?
Somewhere between a rock and a hard place.
Actually, I looked through all my images, and came up empty handed. Afterwards, I searched high and low looking for you all over the house. I think I spotted you up in the lower hall transom. Is this you?
Yeah, it’s me alright. I thought I saw you taking my picture. Why did you put me way up there?
So you could keep and eye on my comings and goings. You’re my “higher power.”
Ha, ha very funny. You don’t treat me like a higher power. Although, I suspect you need one. The reluctant saint acquires a higher power; sounds like a super power.
I was trying to see if I can still post at Blogger i.e. The Testzone, and got caught up in the archives trying to fix broken links. It’s still possible to create a post, but it isn’t viewable, even though it says it’s published. I think it’s because of the nescessary php file at the root of Art Attack which enables use of a subdirectory for WordPress that is viewed as root.
Yesterday, you said you were going to look for a picture of me. Where is it?
Much time has NOT been spent over the last few years working on a new Art Attack Central. When I look back over years of archived posts, I see a lot of talk about what’s going to happen. Looks like a lot of bla, bla, bla. Silly spell check kept trying to say black, and I almost ended up with, “bla, bla black sheep.” Humph, no wool here.
I think you’ve pulled the wool over your own eyes.
You’re supposed to ask questions; not make uncalled for statements.
Okay then, is this another attempt at “thoughtful word salad?” or has flossing your teeth become a virtue?
Sounds like you’re googlewacking your brain, or is it my brain? You know, you’ve been around for a long time, and I’m beginning to wonder what you look like. Let me see if any of my images have a suggestion of you.
Well… how many years go by? So why not post?
Yeah! thats it; start right off with the questions. I’m thinking of including a link to the Testzone on Art Attack Central.
It’s mostly very old archives. Why’s anybody gonna read them?
|Glory days on the Tardis|
I think it might be a semi organized record for me.