January 28th, 2007 -- Posted in rants, thisnthat |
I logged into my control panel the other day, and checked to see if fantastico had the new updates for wordpress yet. It did - and I was giddy because I like nothing more then to play with the big kids and pretend I know what I’m doing and update and muck around their pretty code by breaking it, repeatedly.
This was no different. Oh, there was breakage. Ugh. But I fixed most of it with determination and much cussing. Heh. Therefore, I give you the idiots guide to getting things working at least partially with the new upgrade. (Ps - don’t worry mom, I haven’t gone to work with yours or Auntie Ladybug’s yet.) AKA: Steps to regaining Lessa’s (questionable levels of) Sanity.
- Become giddy at the sight of an upgrade demanded on fantastico.
- Go back and read some of the improvements.
- DUDE. Built. In. Spellcheck!
- DOOOOOD! AutoSave!
- Oh, and other goodies.
- To the Batcave! I mean, back to Fantastico!
- Click button with glee! GLEE I tell you!
- Race to journal, to see it’s BROKEN. EMPTY.
- Remember that you have to change the tables to read the right once since previous host only allowed one database for all the stuff you had on there, you database using wench you.
- Change the config, reupload, update database when asked to do so with the click of a button.
- Breathe a sigh of relief.
- Yay! Goodies! All is well in Lessaland.
- CRAP. Where’s all my buttons?
- Code tab does. not.work!
- AND! WHERE’S ALL MY BUTTONS?
- Mutter obsenities.
- Impress children.
- Trot over to Wordpress.org and their support forum.
- Read post after post after post of things that have NOTHING to with your problem, but increase panic levels because DUDE. what if all that’s broke on mine too??
- Learn what a “Force refresh” is.
- LOOK! BUTTONS! PRETTY PRETTY BUTTONS!
- Um. Crap. Where’s my upload/flickr bar???
- Back to the Batcave! Erm, I mean, Support Forums!
- Ahha! Something fantastico doesn’t do? Deactivate plugins before upgrading.
- Find out Flickr post bar DOESN’T WORK YET with 2.1
- Cry.
- Deactivate Flickr post bar plugin.
- Things are back in place. Whew.
- Wait - see a post that’s doubled on the front page. The hell?
- Discover that clicking multiple catagories doubles the post. The hell?
- Deactivate sideblog plugin.
- Cry.
- Ahha. Single posted again. Whew.
- Write new post.
- Forget to put in a link.
- Go to edit new post.
- Click “save”
- Get pop up box saying “Are you sure you want to navigate away from this page? All changes will be lost.”
- Blink. A lot.
- Click ok.
- Changes lost.
- CRAP. Back to the Batcave! I mean support forum! AGAIN!
- Discover a possibility that makes NO SENSE whatsoever.
- Disable the “collapsible more link” plugin.
- Attempt to edit post again.
- IT WORKS!
- IT MAKES NO SENSE!
- Whatever. Cuss some more.
- Write this post.
- Save.
And there you have it. Lessa’s adventure in upgrading. May your upgrading go much easier. And Mom and Sis and Darlin? I won’t be upgrading ya’ll until at least the flickr plugin plays nicely with Ella.
Harumph.
December 28th, 2006 -- Posted in rants, thisnthat |
(I’m not your honey, darling, sweetheart, dear, ducky, or any other diminutive creature | BlogHer)
…And not names for the small furry set that are currently working on their 22.5 hours of sleep needed per day.
So, anyway, yeah. I was wandering around blogher again, and came upon the above post about being called pet names by servers and strangers and other random folk. At first I was all “bah, that’s a silly thing to be all peeved over!” but then I remembered that at times I get pissed about it too.
Probably contrary to most of the commenters over there, I don’t get upset with the random “Ma’am” - though I’m prone to making jokes about how old that makes me feel. I’m not pissy with other random things, and have been known to drop a “darlin” or similar on the occasional stranger myself.
When it *does* piss me off, however, are on people who aren’t strangers, yet think they know me well - but seem to miss the fact that I. hate. them/find them creepy/think they’re asshats/have repeatedly told them to shove their condescending assholery back where it belongs.
This happens a lot online. In person, I’m far more likely to shrug such things off as slips of the tongue, not intentional slights or cut-downs. But to people who actually try to call me “hun” after my repeated comments that I am in no way shape or form going to accept that from them, and why - those people piss me off and tend to get an ear(eye)full. And then? They continue to use it. THOSE people piss me off.
But random strangers - no big. Do we really believe that people we don’t know really care enough about us to either use such terms of endearment to piss us off, or really consider us their dears, huns, sweeties, darlings? Are we so wrapped up in our own worth that we really think they have considered us at all before using such words? Perhaps if we weren’t so stupidly offended over every. little. thing. this’d be a much more polite society.
Course, if those dickheads who KNOW why I’ve asked them to quit with the smarmy suck-ups would stop, I might be a touch more polite with them too. Heh. it’s one thing to have it be unintentional and habit by strangers, and quite another when it’s deliberate and diminutive by people you know. It’s an important distinction to make, I think.
December 18th, 2006 -- Posted in rants, thisnthat |
Obese should have health warnings on their clothes | the Daily Mail
Go ahead, read. I’ll wait.
I… am almost speechless. I mean, it’s about damn time someone told me how fat my ass is by sewing a helpline number into my clothing! I never would have known otherwise! Where oh WHERE could I possibly turn too when I feel like a donut? i know! I’ll call the helpline. Now where did I put that number? oh yes! it’s sewn right next to my ASS!
What I want to know is if this means that there are labels on Model’s clothing? Something along the lines of “Oh for the love of god EAT SOMETHING and quit sticking your finger down your throat afterwards!”
And his other suggestions are cool too! Banning snack ads before 9pm, tax breaks for the thin, higher taxes on high fat foods, clearer labeling (Not bad in itself, but as part of this whole…) And now, children - ages 12 and under - can get gastric bypass surgery too! Oh GOODY! Let’s solve everything by major surgery before they even start puberty and increase the major health problems for the rest of their lives! *claps hands gleefully!* What a wonderful solution!
Now - this is in the UK. But really, how long do you think it’ll take for some idiot in office around here to think “OOOOOOOH! now THATS a good idea!”
We know we’re fat. I know it everytime I get up, sit down, do stuff, don’t do stuff, every minute of every day. I have a fat ass. Also? I have a fuckin brain. Sewing help line labels into my clothing that scream “YO! FATASS!” isn’t going to change what I already know until I’m damn well ready to change it myself.
Yes, obesity is a problem in the UK and the US. This is not the solution. This just further encourages those who already discriminate against people because of weight. It’s the last acceptable form of discrimination, after all. Bet that jackass in the UK wouldn’t think of bustin out the N-word, ever. But we fatties - we’re totally fair game.
Fuckin’asshats.
September 19th, 2006 -- Posted in letters, rants, thisnthat |
You? Can suck it. Suck great big green donkey dicks even. Suck it ALL DAY LONG. Because I? Am not going to allow you to screw me, screw my mom, screw my best friend, screw my clients ANY MORE.
You see, you thought you’d be all clever when you disconnected your phone. You thought that not answering your emails was a good idea. You thought that I’d not notice and simply ALLOW you to continue to take payment out of my account for money YOU CANNOT PROVE I OWE because well, YOU no longer answer to my emails.
In the past 30 days you’ve attempted to take over $130 from my account - for sites that were CANCELED 3 weeks ago. I’ve managed to make sure there was no money IN that account for you to take. And now, after a lovely talk with T. at Paypal? You no longer have access.
I was faithful to you for FIVE YEARS. I brought in many clients. I recommended you because of your steller service, and appreciation to detail. Over the last year - you’ve let me down, over and over again. And now? I’ve pulled (or in the process of pulling) every single site I’ve ever hosted with you, and client site I’ve referred to you. Straight up - it’s over 60 bucks a month you’ve lost - just from me. And? I’ll tell anyone who asks to stay away.
So. Suck it, Simonweb. I’m so over you.
~L
PS: T. at PayPal? You rock my socks, girl!
PPS: Bluehost? I *heart* you!
September 14th, 2006 -- Posted in rants |