Is it a question worthy of contemplation...? So far I'm not impressed much by Multiply. It's difficult to FIND any decent, interesting Groups. Webby...(NKA) Rebkin is doing great with her site, but she knows all the codes and has a mind suitable for grasping the concepts, while MY mind is like a steel trap (full of senile rats!)
I found some of the editing features at the personal site in Multiply...apparently when the migration occurs, and one has to join whatever group it is, they are also given a personal page?? ...I've run across a few of them as a result of one of my groups' migration...most of the people don't know what the hell to do with it...
I have a MSN test group site...used for photos and practice posts/html/etc. I thought I might try to migrate that to Multiply...it's very small, with only a few pictures n junk...no harm no foul I think. Wouldn't hurt anything to just dump it anyway.
Then again...MSN is supposed to roll over somehow to Windows Live Space, and maybe that would be a wonderful deal...but that won't happen for a couple weeks and gawd knows what it will do to the existing Sylvan Glade...
Am I just being dense and obtuse...or is everyone confused by all this crap?
Anyway this blog is here to stay goddamit...and SO is the Yahoo site...until such time as they fold their tents and steal away.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
This is just plain cute...nice little bit of nostagia too.
See more Ron Howard videos at Funny or Die
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
MSN Groups closure
I guess we've all read, heard, seen that bit of news...? John D from Real Ireland opened a Yahoo Group...which some of you already know. I joined this afternoon, even though there's plenty of time between now and Feb. So long as we can still seek our familiar friends out and find out what's going on, I'm relatively happy, even though I'm disgusted with the lazy gits at MSN for scuttling the groups ship. What a gutless bunch of layabouts they have been, when some simple attention to the patrons might have made their Groups the most important destination on the cyber highway.
oh well then...moving on...I'm GLAD John didn't move RI to Facebook...something slimy about that place IMO.
I wish I had the wherewith all to make a perfect place that could read all the codes or whatever, accommodate our whims for photo albums, etc....and then peddle it to the highest bidder. Hate to dwell on the past...but where is WBS when we so desperately NEED it again. pffft
Breeder's Cup Racing this weekend....starts tomorrow...I'm looking forward to that.
Baseball bores me, but I'm hollering for Tampa Bay...whoever those upstarts are...LOL, my daughters live in nearby towns...so I'm just assuming that's who they are interested in. As a desirable city to live... Philly kicks ass over Tampa. *S*
oh well then...moving on...I'm GLAD John didn't move RI to Facebook...something slimy about that place IMO.
I wish I had the wherewith all to make a perfect place that could read all the codes or whatever, accommodate our whims for photo albums, etc....and then peddle it to the highest bidder. Hate to dwell on the past...but where is WBS when we so desperately NEED it again. pffft
Breeder's Cup Racing this weekend....starts tomorrow...I'm looking forward to that.
Baseball bores me, but I'm hollering for Tampa Bay...whoever those upstarts are...LOL, my daughters live in nearby towns...so I'm just assuming that's who they are interested in. As a desirable city to live... Philly kicks ass over Tampa. *S*
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Halloween in a 10 x 4 space
Herself has gone Halloween mad. But only in a small way, or at least, in a small space.
I came home the other evening to find our front porch festooned with Halloween streamers of pumpkin heads and flying witches. Glow-in-the-dark skeletons were taped like windscreen roadkill insects on the windows. Goblins and green-faced monsters were stuck on the wall. I slid the porch door aside and limboed in under the display.
"It isn't too much, is it?" she grinned.
"No. It's fine," I said, trudging in wearily. "It's just the right level for the kids calling to the door."
The postman called last week with a pair of mail-order jeans I'd bought on the Internet. As the package was slightly bigger than the letterbox he stuffed it through the side window (which was open). It knocked over an empty plant pot on a side table on its fall to the floor, making a space.
A yellow skull and a black one, both filled with colour-changing fibre optics magically appeared there the next day.
"Can you put batteries in the pumpkin lantern?" Herself called up to me from the foot of the stairs. I put the batteries in, switched it on, found the bulb had been smashed somehow. We bought two more. The trio hang like a deathly chandelier in the one remaining corner of the porch, a polysterene skull (named Yorrick) topping the display.
Maybe not the last remaning corner: a witch's broomstick with flashing diode lights and cloth of gold handle appeared there later.
As I slid sideways out the front door today, being careful not to strangle on an orange pumpkin banner, I noticed a life-sized deer fawn made from cardboard and straw sitting under the hall table. I asked what it was.
"For our Christmas display," Herself said.
Trick or treat indeed.
I came home the other evening to find our front porch festooned with Halloween streamers of pumpkin heads and flying witches. Glow-in-the-dark skeletons were taped like windscreen roadkill insects on the windows. Goblins and green-faced monsters were stuck on the wall. I slid the porch door aside and limboed in under the display.
"It isn't too much, is it?" she grinned.
"No. It's fine," I said, trudging in wearily. "It's just the right level for the kids calling to the door."
The postman called last week with a pair of mail-order jeans I'd bought on the Internet. As the package was slightly bigger than the letterbox he stuffed it through the side window (which was open). It knocked over an empty plant pot on a side table on its fall to the floor, making a space.
A yellow skull and a black one, both filled with colour-changing fibre optics magically appeared there the next day.
"Can you put batteries in the pumpkin lantern?" Herself called up to me from the foot of the stairs. I put the batteries in, switched it on, found the bulb had been smashed somehow. We bought two more. The trio hang like a deathly chandelier in the one remaining corner of the porch, a polysterene skull (named Yorrick) topping the display.
Maybe not the last remaning corner: a witch's broomstick with flashing diode lights and cloth of gold handle appeared there later.
As I slid sideways out the front door today, being careful not to strangle on an orange pumpkin banner, I noticed a life-sized deer fawn made from cardboard and straw sitting under the hall table. I asked what it was.
"For our Christmas display," Herself said.
Trick or treat indeed.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Any trouble Craicers ?
I got the following note from Willie today:
Hi Angh,Has anyone else encountered this problem?? I looked in the help section but didn't find anything that corresponded to what he described. Quite a few people have been invited to the site...I hate to think they are trying to get in and are unable for some reason.
Something is amiss at Craicers cos each time I visit, it opens multiple
blank Browser windows when I try to close its window. Perhaps
one of the plug ins is acting up or is miscoded. Unfortunately, I cannot
contribute because of the problem as I have to steer clear if I want my
computer to keep working! Hope you can figure out the problem soon as it
looks like a good project, especially in light of Microsoft’s recent
continuance of its good customer care re MSN Groups policy
Regards
Monday, October 13, 2008
From RTE home page...
Up early this morning to watch The Tudors, and ran across this from Comedy Central.
IMO any little excuse to smile at our situation these days is worth sharing.
IMO any little excuse to smile at our situation these days is worth sharing.
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