ALERT ALERT ALERT
Wow, that was quicker and easier than I thought. I have just finished importing all my Blogger posts into my new blog and am, as of now, stopping updates of this blog. For new updates, please go to the new site.
感情的な南瓜
Wow, that was quicker and easier than I thought. I have just finished importing all my Blogger posts into my new blog and am, as of now, stopping updates of this blog. For new updates, please go to the new site.
So I've been tossing around an idea for some time, but didn't really have anyplace to go with it until my friend Arvind e-mailed me earlier this week. I'm thinking about defecting away from Blogger. Shocking, I know, but as good as it is for beginners and dilettantes (both of which I was not so long ago–and which you might argue I still am), Blogger definitely has its limitations: no search capability for the entire contents (including archives) of a blog, limited customizability, no integrated TrackBack functionality, no support for categories, etc.
The new Flag button on the Blogger bar? I'm not sure how I feel about it yet, but I am cautiously optimistic. It does not promote censorship, but does remove them from liability quite neatly and also provides a clever way for them to find spam blogs.
So I have got to share this with you. Did you know that Häagen-Dazs just came out with a light ice cream, with 1/2 the fat content of their regular ice cream? I had taste-tested a couple of flavors at a local festival a few months ago, and promptly forgotten about it. But when I was walking through the grocery store last week, I noticed that it had finally hit store shelves, so I got myself a couple of pints. One was vanilla bean, and the other dulce de leche. The former is really very good, but the latter is simply divine. Just amazing. Go out and get some right now. I mean it. Get in your car, go to the nearest grocery store or ice cream purveyor of your choice, and get some.
What makes me gnash my teeth and want to PULL OUT MY HAIR? #*@&%(*U@ people who leave their #$(*@)(* shopping carts in the middle of the grocery store parking lot. People who can't walk 10 feet to the @*#*!#U@*$ cart corral to drop it off, so that, you know, others can drive through, or god forbid, actually PARK in the parking lot? I was just walking out of the grocery store and some Mensa member had left a cart sitting right behind my rear bumper. !! My car was literally 10 feet from the cart corral. 10 feet! GRRAAARRRRRGGGGHH. Excuse me. I have to go punch something.
:( Lilac Moon is no longer using one of my templates. I am devastated. Well, OK, you caught me. I'm not that devastated. She is, after all, an artist, and the days that she would use someone else's work were bound to be numbered.
It must be the newest thing in cheap marketing, but for the last year or so, I've been noticing that local businesses have been hiring people to stand along major thoroughfares waving signs and arrows advertising them: Quizno's Subs, Computer Repair, Fresh Flowers. Some of these sign-wavers really get into it; they'll bring headphones and some portable music device and be dancing around, waving their signs, waving to passing drivers.
I paid almost $40 for a tank of gas yesterday. For my 4-cylinder car. Granted, it was mid-grade gas, but still.
all of my out-of-state friends. You know, the ones I am about to make fun of.