Last week, before I disappeared into the real world to deal with things that have nothing to do with my online persona, I changed the site’s commenting policy. Previously, all comments here were labeled "nofollow", but now after you meet the minimum number of on-topic comments you’ll get the link love you deserve. Which is also to say, if your comments are completely off topic I will have to remove them. And while I understand the reasons for leaving the "nofollow" tag, I can’t stand when bloggers don’t share the love for thoughtful and worthwhile comments. Total bummer. (Don’t worry, the minimum number here is very low, and the criteria is not terribly strict.) The policy is retroactive, so some of you may already have the new status.
In other news, while migrating my employer’s web site to a new hosting company as well as switching registrars, I accidentally, and somewhat embarrassingly, created a DNS redirect loop that ultimately resulted in this blog appearing on the presentation screen in our board room while trying to demonstrate the company’s new site layout to a group of colleagues. Which is to say, my very large face was up on the wall when it shouldn’t have been in front of people who have no idea I keep a blag. I was shocked, to say the least, but quickly put this site into maintenance mode until I could correct the DNS issue for their company site. Thankfully propagation times are much faster than they used to be. Still, hearing a co-worker unexpectedly shout, "Hey, Justin, it’s you!" during the middle of a presentation, is kind of a strange way to start the day. I chuckled.
Continuing on, I noticed that my writing here is directly related to the amount of journal writing I do with pen and paper in the real world. (I’m a fan of ink on paper.) Which isn’t to imply that I outline my ideas before I bring them here, just that if I’m not actively keeping my writing mind working, then all my outlets suffer. Just ask any of the people I email on a regular routine — last week was quiet across the written board. But we’re back. I spent a good portion of the morning putting pen to pad and, not surprisingly, here we are.
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Nice work with the Linky Love. I have downloaded the plugin and planned on installing on my blog when I return to Costa Rica. I too am in the “real world” and working for a month in the US.
I need to write things down, it is how I remember. Not to analog I think
~ Jim
@Jim,
I hear ya on the needing to write things down. I carry a little pad with me most places I go, just in case something hits me. Problem is sometimes my handwriting is too sloppy to read. I’ve gotten lazy since I started typing twenty years ago. hahahaha…oh my.
I would say that “most” times your handwriting is too sloppy to read. But really with notes to self you only need to be able to make out one or two words of a paragraph to send all the memories pouring back in.
Wow, there are so many crazy things to deal with when it comes to the logistics of your blog. CommentLuv, StumbleUpon, Google Analytics (which I enjoy…very, very much), and many other stuff.
It’s almost too much to bear.
@ Matthew – You have just explained my next blog post. I plan on writing about Wordpress for a blog and which plugins to have setup. Then the Social Media mix too. I started a list, and the plugin list is huge.
~ jim
Waiting for Gaudet. Ha! I made myself laugh. Did anyone else think of that or am I a genius? Is that a book, a play or a thing for people with dark rimmed glasses?
You guys have conversations about linkage and DNS and your Logic Gates. I lost you at hello. It’s like trying to listen to a Hmong woman trying to explain in broken engrish how she drowned 2 of her younger children so the raft wouldn’t sink on her way to Amerika. You just smile and politely nod and say things like “That’s funny”.