Oh, I just remembered the great sports commentator during the … I don’t know. Sports update thing on the news this weekend. They were talking about a baseball player, and for some reason the commentator said, “Suspended animation,” and then, *compulsively*, I swear, added, “A state of bliss,” which is a line from Pink Floyd’s song “Learning to Fly”. I was delighted. Hee hee hee! (I really need to get that album.) can’t take my eyes from the circling skies tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
for pity’s sake
Half the blogs I’m hosting aren’t working. That includes Soly’s and Ted’s blogs. I will try to figure out what the problem is, but not this morning, because I’ve got work to do. Gaaaaaaargh.
*thud*
Kent is an angel of mercy from on high. He said the magic words that helped me actually fix the stupid site. I was making it too complicated. Sigh. Anyway, it works again now, and I *apologize* for the LJ feed spam. Bah. But that shouldn’t happen any more. The high yesterday was *84*. In *Anchorage*! Walking outside was like walking outside in California! It was unbelievable! And it’s also horribly muggy and smoky. Gah. But I did get about, um. A fifth or so of the fence stained, and…
oh, augh
Oh, augh, sorry for the LJ feed spam. I’m trying to fix everything. Augh. Sorry.
flaky site!
Flaky site today, but I think it’s better now. The host added some new thing to the servers today and it goofed me up, but hopefully it won’t be goofy anymore. Sooooo smoky here. I’m glad we’re not in Fairbanks, where it must be ten zillion times worse. It’s really nice out, about 70 degrees, but if it weren’t smoky I’m afraid it’d be much, much hotter. Ye gods, the forecast for today says the high is supposed to be *eighty*. EIGHTY? What gives?! It’s Anchorage! It’s AUGUST! Who ever…