Updates
Today has not been a happy day so far.
A thingy updated itself on this here site during the night and fucked the whole thing up – you could see the front page all right but if you went anywhere else on the site nothing appeared except some colour.
Fuck!
I found what had caused the problem and uploaded the old version of the thingy [thank God for backups, huh?] and everything worked fine.
Then I remembered all the moxy load of other sites I look after so I had to fix most of those too.
Fuck!
Talking of updates, I have a habit of introducing a wee topic and then forgetting to give any progress reports, so here goes.
MY GATE
My wonky gatepost was replaced a couple of months ago. It was a fantastic job and for the first time in well over a year I didn't have to fight with the fucking gate to open it.
The new pillar has shifted.
It has only shifted by a couple of millimeters, if even that, but it's enough to cause the gate to jam again. And the bloke who originally replaced it is to come and fix it again, but he hasn't showed up yet. Bugger.
BLOG AWARDS
Mwaaaahahahaha! I didn't make it past the Long List. Hah! Why am I not surprised? They must have read my post? [*snigger*]
IRISH WATER
My little meter box is still paved over and the bit of blue pipe is now well buried under brambles and nettles. I got my second bill [plus arrears] and it joined the first bill in the bin. They haven't phoned me yet. They don't know the pleasures that await them if they do.
MY MOUSE
I haven't gotten around to replacing it yet. It's a bugger when the nearest computer shop is fucking miles away and I couldn't be arsed to order one on the Interweb. On of these days….
In the meantime I'm using an old one which I had previously discarded. I discovered why I discarded it – it interprets a single click as a double click which leads to some fun and games. I keep opening things and closing things and sending things flying off the screen. It all adds to the fun?
MY PIPE
The fucking thing never turned up. It remains lost and a mystery. It has probably ended up where all the matching socks go.
I ordered another pipe from France. He posted it on Thursday of last week. It still hasn't arrived. I also ordered a new tobacco pouch and that hasn't arrived either. Eight days to send a parcel from France to Ireland? Bloody hell!
Maybe the postman can't get through the gate?
or maybe the postman is a pipe smoker……
I'm not sure to be honest. Stampy is a grand lad and is great pals with our Penny. She used to bark at him [about the only thing she did bark at] and he started giving her little treats. If I collect a parcel off him at the door, he gives me the treat instead so I'm pally with him too.
I hope you "woof" your appreciation.
I do. I sniff his arse and try to dry-hump him.
Good to know life is keeping you properly occupied. Heavens forbid if everything just stayed working, the post arrived in a timely manner, the water thing worked out to your benefit and you never heard from them again and, of course, the gate never jammed. You'd expire from boredom within the month I'm sure.
Also, I've just about given up trying to catch up on my comment bombing, I've gotten so far behind now. As you know, my life has been very interesting of late so please don't take offense if I don't comment bomb tha last 14 or so posts.
It's the little things in life that amuse me. The big things just annoy me. Life would be very dull otherwise.
No worries about the comment bombing. It saves me having to chase all over the shop to see where you've been. Time you did a post? No?
Eight days from France to Ireland? Huh!!! It's at least three weeks for post to arrive here from England.
Count yourself lucky…….
Dammit but this is my PIPE we're talking about! This is an emergency. I won't get the fecking thing until next week now.
The package with the "pipe" is just passed the explosives disposal unit who verfied it was a "pipe" and not a "pipe bomb". It is now being inspected by the council of industrial code make sure the pipe walls, threads, ID and OD met the appropriate ISO specifications.
All awards now must meet the quote, 100%, for an acceptable number of LGBT members. Initally you were entered as being gay, but then someone actually broke the rules and read your site.
The water company has begun foreclosing on your home, but they had the address wrong and have repossessed a empty lot.
Amazon will shortly send you approximately 1,000,000 ads for mice, some will even be for computer mice.
Finally the post shifting is proof of global warming, Al Gore will visit shortly to film a new movie.
Damn! Where's that ##!!%$! +1 button?
There ya go [though you'll have to make do with a "like"].
Actually, you have just given me great cause for worry. Supposing the Tobacco Nazis laid their hands on my pipe [if you'll excuse the expression?] and are holding it as a potential Weapon of Mass Destruction? When you consider the thousands who are instantly going to drop dead at one whiff of my smoke, it's surely more deadly than a nuclear device?