Well, I uploaded, set permissions, ran cgi thingies, and I think I've got it all installed. My sign-in says 3.11 though my weblog is still saying 2.64. Also, my login entire menu is justifying on the left, which better not be correct because it's really annoying...
Going to bed now, wish me luck.
OK, I actually broke down and paid for a license to MT 3.11 and I think I've backed up everything that can be backed up, so I'm going to give it a shot. Just FYI, in case anything acts weird this weekend...
We really are in Nazi Germany, aren't we? This is just creepy.
I'd elaborate more on this, but I've been sick the last two days and I'm very braindead...
P.S. 9/18 - Even my 75 year old father called me and told me it's time to practice my Sieg Heil's... He should now, he was stationed in Germany soon during the post WWII occupation. Grieving mothers haled off in handcuffs... at least I studied German in school.
Seriously, though, I spent a lot of time when I was younger studying Weimar Germany and WWII, and there are too many parallels going on here, it's freaking me out...
and finally
Unconscious Mutterings for this week (couldn't pass this one up!):
I messed up on my dinner plans, I thought we would be eating with my parents Sunday night instead of our regular Chinese delivery, but my mother had a stomach virus. So when my husband asked what was for dinner tonight, I blanked out and gave him my backup emergency dinner plan - spaghetti and meatballs. Which I don't eat, but it makes him very happy.
So he got out the big 8 quart pot, filled it half full of water, started the burner, and even got the meatballs out of the freezer. Then it hits me - we don't have any pasta sauce, I used the last jar a few days ago. And I don't have any spaghetti... crap. I've got meatballs and water, not good enough.
So off we went to IHOP, where the waitresses have our orders memorized. We each took our own cars, I'll shop for real groceries after dinner. We also have our favorite boothes, which we always scope out when we walk in to see which one will be the quietest. Booth to the right - screaming kid. On the left - more screaming kids. The smoking area is quiet, but the sun is blasting in the windows, and, well, it's the smoking area. OK, to the right but back near the kitchen, it shouldn't be that bad two boothes away...
Jesus H Christ! We had completely deaf parents on both sides of us and several toddlers competing to see which one could scream the loudest. My back was to them, which actually made me sort of nervous but was probably a good idea because I have trouble "pretending to ignore" ear-splitting children. Besides being annoying, they cause me actual physical pain, I visually wince when they make that "Memorex" noise (that can shatter crystal?). Finally one of the families finished eating, then went out into the lobby where their kids just went frigging bonkers screaming and running around, bouncing off the windows. Whee!!! more sugar!! After about 3 or 4 more minutes of daycare run amok they went out and got in their minivan and drove away.
OK, just one kid left, maybe he'll be quieter while I finish my french toast and bacon. No, he actually got louder, yelling repeatedely at his mother and (I think) older sister, "Read me a story! Read ME A STORY!!". Then he somehow got out of the booth and starts running up and down the aisle, spewing toddler germs into the air hacking and coughing like an old man. On about his third run-by our booth I finally said "GO AWAY!" which he actually did. I don't care if anyone thought I was rude, I say:
As we were finishing up our dinner, Damien the demon toddler and his family left, and my husband looked at me and said "I'm so glad you didn't want kids!'. Likewise, in my 20's all I found were men who wanted "big families". I'm missing that mommy gene, always knew it, I never even did babysitting. I'm totally clueless and quite content to remain that way.
So off I went, in my nice clean, perfect car and bought hundreds of bucks worth of groceries for me, my husband and my cat (who was crying at the door when I got home).
Birthday wishes to my mom, who is 75 today! We're at that place where she doesn't really NEED anything, doesn't use perfume, etc. so for Mother's Day and birthday she usually gets a book store gift card from me. Other than cash, it's my personal favorite gift, you can never have too many books or too much music :-)
Actually she's easier to buy for than my father. I don't like to pick books for other people unless I know they actually want something or really like an author. It must run in the family, I'm hard to buy for also. My husband just asks me what I want and gives me the money for it pretty much. My dad and I also share that guilt gene where we obsess whether we're getting the right thing, right size, color, etc. And I grew up in a retail family, so we always get way too carried away at Christmas. It would actually be fine with me if we just got together and ate dinner, we stopped exchanging gifts with most of our friends years ago, it just got too crazy. Christmas always gave me headaches. I don't mind sending cards, that's actually kind of fun, but when stores put out Christmas decorations in August (before Halloween even), it just really takes a lot of fun out of the holiday...
My best friend Mary's birthday is this Wednesday, she's in New Orleans or I'd get together with her also. I travel so infrequently now, originally because of lack of money and lack of reliable transportation, then because we had an elderly dog. But now I have a decent car, about the same amount of money, but now we have a codependant cat. We haven't spent more than a few hours away from the house since we adopted her last March. My husband says she sits at the door and cries when I go to the grocery store until I get back.
About the only place I'd like to go is to NOLA, I don't mind the 7 hour drive, if I could take the kitty I would, but I don't think my friend's three cats would appreciate it. Plus Phoebe hates to ride in cars, she cries the whole way to the vet, which is about 2 miles away. But I'm so paranoid, even taking her to the vet makes me nervous, hell, opening the garage door makes me nervous. I could never have kids (sigh).
Ramble, ramble... but anyway, happy Birthday to my two favorite Virgos!
OK, everyone exhale... It's officially September 12th throughout the US of A. Not out of fear, but out of some strange sort of morbid respect or superstition I did not want to leave the house today. We didn't watch much "real" TV today either, just the CBS evening news and Cops and part of AMW on Fox. Then I did computer stuff for a few hours and came back in and watched TLC Clean Sweep another messy couple's house. Why do people sign up for this show if they aren't willing to get rid of anything??
Sparky's been very depressed with the latest Kerry vs. Dubya polls, but he watches that crap all day on TV. I keep trying to tell him polls are bullshit (have you eve been polled? I haven't, I've been a registered voter since 1980), and most of the news he watches is biased, but he can't see past the haze of helplessness and despair that is being projected. (Cue up the loudspeakers on the streets, "Don't think, obey blindly or die...", rinse and repeat till braindead) He's trying to force himself not to watch as much and has been watching things like MST3K videos instead. The TV in the den has actually been turned OFF some during the last few days (it's never off, this is really very eerie).
We both watched some of Al Franken's show since they've been airing it on the Sundance channel this week. We don't have satellite radio and he doesn't do computers, but I actually streamed it one night after he had gone to bed and ended up catching it and Randi Rhodes, who blew me away. I'm not sure I can handle that much excitement at 5 am. I'm not a good listener, I really dislike things like books on tape and talk radio usually, but she managed to keep my attention. Honestly? I believe I have something called Central Auditory Processing Disorder, I've never been good at listening to speeches, I still think that's the reason I did so badly in college. Suddenly school consisted of sitting in huge auditoriums listening to speeches... zzzzzzz.... Reading I have no problem with, I can read for hours, as long as it's not something I have zero interest in, zzzzzz...
I can't distinguish what people are saying in large crowds, I'm the one that sit and nods blankly at people, I've always gotten song lyrics wrong, I'm really easily distracted by people talking while I'm trying to concentrate on typing, etc. I sleep better with white noise in the background (I grew up with the air conditioner humming against my bedroom wall). I used to have to be really careful when I worked nights and was driving around to keep my car radio either up where I could hear it clearly or off so I wasn't lulled into dozing off. About the only talk radio I used to listen to was Larry King back in the 80's, he actually managed to keep me awake. But I don't like to talk on the phone, I'd rather email people or see them in person. And I have severe tinnitus, which doesn't help.
But I love music. I'd go insane without it, it works better than Prozac. It plays in my head 24/7 whether I want it to or not. But more to follow on the musical subject...
Damn, I just went to Air America to get links and what's on right now? The Best of Randi Rhodes, I'm listening now... so I'll be all fired up again tonight, glad I got my Ambien refilled.
But, regarding terrorist attacks, I'm not sure why we're uneasy anymore, Cheney actually told us the other day that THEY are the ones in charge of whether we get attacked or not, so I guess we can all rest easy until November 2nd. He knows when they'll be coming for us, he can make it happen. Cheney would really look like an idiot if something happened before the election now that's he's declared that we're basically safe until afterwards (but only if they win). So why are we afraid? Ummm.. because our own government is threatening us with a terrorist attack if we don't vote Republican? OK, yeah, that's a good reason to be scared. The corporate mafia is running our country and we're all running out of payoff money to keep them from hurting us...
I told you I can't type and listen at the same time, so I think I'll go play with Photoshop while I listen, I know I can do that safely...
P.S. Just heard this comment about how we're all getting rich on eBay. As an eBay Powerseller I can officially say - NOT!!! But at least I'm not working for someone else anymore, they're trying to take people's overtime pay away too.