Oh my goodness, I just about had a panic attack just now.

I’ve been installing things, mostly “widgets” on two WordPress blogs all day, tweaking things.

And then I started getting a Google pop-up about a navigational key that I needed to procure from the GOOG themselves. Out of curiosity I went to see if I could activate it. Without a lot of headaches–and without being further into GOOG’s pocket– no I can’t– but the pop-ups were happening at both sites. Every time the page loaded. I felt like my blogs were hijacked–by the eveeel Google!

After waaay too much plugging and unplugging, activating, deactivating, deleting and transferring, I have discovered that a photographic program, which I’d thought way nifty because it’s seeming ease of use and multi-functionality, was the culprit. It’s gone now, not to bring it’s Google-kissing buttocks back to my blog space. Hey developers, You are very nice but could you warn someone who Google is not happy with (in a collective, not personal* sense) about Google program keys embedded in your widgets?

It’s 3 a.m. I have conquered the GOOG for today. I suppose I should do some yoga and go to bed.

*It’s “just business.”

I’m simply a person who lost a ton of work for not following Google’s draconian rules–which I’d not ever heard of in re: my TypePad blog. Watch out for the GOOG!

Tags: annoyances, blog, blogging, evil, Google, Google is Evil, pagerank, personal blog, tech, The Love You Make, Weblog(s), widgets

I couldn’t get what I needed for The Love You Make with the free host I was using so I moved from WordPress.COM to Wordpress (the proper name is WordPressMU(sp) or the like (I may have it backwards) but no one seems to want to call it that) this and my maplelakeontario site which I lost completelyin order to resuscitate it and get it up and chugging..If you are savvy in a few days you’ll find it when I get both blogs under control…I should be ecstatic that I got both The Love You Make and the other WordPress blog back up and that Bluehost was super helpful and…good humoured. Fun times, folks. If you are not doing this you must start.  

This ”multi-provider” way of blogging is a new challenge for me and I’ve put in some heavy time. Maple Lake Ontario, won’t be so bad to get back to though as it is a labour of love. I just need time!

Right now my brain hurts–I am very tired (if anyone cares) ‘cos I got up too early to scrub floors (!) The weather here is rank and so was is our entire entrance-way. 

 Anyway, I apologize for my blog transferring ineptitude.  I was testing to see how “intuitive” the interfaces were. LOL. At least one of us was wayoff. And poof! The first version of this blog, at the tender age of 2 months was accidently snuffed out like a candle.

And now it needs to make like the Phoenix Bird.

Cheers!

Tags: , annoyances, Beatles, blogging, graphic, issues, sorry, tech, The End, The Love You Make, Weblog(s)

This one above is slightly evil, slightly daring, and an undetermined amount of stupid.

Go see for yourself, there’s many more…           Post Secret

My second favourite (click) or visit   Post Secret.

Tags: blogging, favorite, favourite, graphic, Internet, Post Secret, quotes, Weblog(s)

Do you have a sixth sense? How do you experience it?

I like to define my terms so…

American Heritage Dictionary - sixth sense
n. A power of perception seemingly independent of the five senses; keen intuition.

Yes, absolutely I have keen intuition.

How do I experience it?

Years ago when I lived out west and my mom back east, I always knew when the phone rang if it was her. Always. And she said she knew the same thing. There was no regular time or day of the week we talked and I had roommates so the phone call could have been for them. There was no explaining it. Same thing happened when I was a teenager with my best friend and my boyfriend.

A really common one when radio was still good was thinking of a song, switching on the radio and the song would be on. It happened all the time and it still happens. Sometimes it unsettles me.

I don’t do mind-reading and I cannot predict the future. I just get a thought–it happens mostly with my family and has freaked them out a bit at times. I’ll approach one of them and begin a convo and they say that they were just about to bring it up. Or I’ll utter the beginning of a sentence and it’s exactly the wording they were about to use.They’ve stopped asking how I “knew that.” My MIL calls my spouse at work to bring him up to date on his 6 sibs and their families. Later on, invariably before he tells me she called, I’ll ask if she did. There’s no pattern there, either.

Today it happened whilst reading an online friend’s blog post. I don’t know at this point if my intuition will be on target. It was about a week or so ago for another blog friend. I didn’t want to make a big deal of it because 1. it was an extremely serious matter and 2. I’ve not even met this person but still–I just knew what the outcome of this matter would be–I just knew–and there was no reason I should feel certain that way. I get vibes from people a lot and I’m never wrong. The vibe might start sort of mild and I might even try to discount it but it’s for naught. Ignoring my intuition doesn’t change anything so I simply just let it flow.

Though I’ve chosen “keen intuition” as the closest definition to what I have, I think it goes a bit deeper than that. Isn’t intuition simply going by past experience to inform you of the present/future? I think most women have pretty strong intuition because in general, we pay attention to the minute details that the guys miss. And we use clues that they don’t look for. We have a more developed antennae than they do.

Still what happens to me really seems beyond intuition into the realm of “can’t really explain it.” <key Twilight Zone music>

Tags: , intuition, me, sixth sense

Huntington Beach, California, Ruby’s Diner, Huntington Pier

What are five words you really like?

Vacation.

Sleep.

Private Island.

Money.

Of course I like those^^^ words for their meanings.

Five words that I think are “fun” would be (to start)

Flapdoodle

WYSIWYG

Kerfuffle

Jabberwocky

Woolgathering

Tags: 59, 64, 65, 86, 89, blogging, language, vacation, Weblog(s)

I’m an idiot to answer this but I’m an idiot regardless so…

When I was doing the single mom-in-college-working-three-jobs-thing one of those jobs was as a barmaid at an Irish Pub.

Anyway, this pub had more than beer and darts, it had two live performance rooms, one more intimate and the other hall-like. The acoustic-type stuff went into the small room as did open-mike nights (amateurs). One amateur in particular like to cozy up to me whilst I had my hands full carrying drinks, which I hated. His “music” was terrible too. He was a white guy that put on a Rastafarian wig and did Bob Marley songs–badly. One night he came in all coked out.  He did cocaine all the time–which I’ve never been into. I hate the behaviour of someone on coke. I can’t recall atm, who said, “If you are an asshole when straight, doing coke amplifies that, making you a bigger asshole.”

This open-mike night wasn’t much different than the rest. The pseudo-Rastafarian coke fiend would always be made to wait to perform until last or second to last because he drove people away–he was unlistenable. So. It was late, I had school early the next day and I was annoyed with his antics as he waited for his turn to go on stage. I dunno, maybe I was PMS-ing or something but a creepy guy can only grab your ass or brush against your boobs so many times before something goes–snap! In this case as I was leaving to go home and he was on stage, “performing,” I passed by his car in the side parking lot. There was an undeveloped lot adjacent and I went over, picked up the biggest rock I could find and hurled it into the driver’s side of his windshield. Nothing happened. So I tried again, this time leaving the rock embedded in his windshield.

It was the first and only time I’ve ever done anything truly spiteful and I paid for it by worrying about the consequences –for years!

Tags: annoyances, issues, secrets and lies, spite