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Archive — March 2011
We're Back!
Posted on: 03/27/11, 16:47:24 | | link
Shortly after I finally got around to posting in here again, some mysterious database trouble happened, and the blog was broken.
Figures.
It was probably a relatively easy thing to fix (the MySQL manual hinted about "repair" syntax), but it's been years since I've played with command lines, so mostly I stared at it every now and then, and sighed a little. This probably went on for close to two weeks. During that time, two different people actually contacted me, asking me what was going on.
Thanks guys! I really appreciate that you're still hanging around, after all this time, and that you went to the extra trouble of contacting me about it.
After shaking my fist at the underpants gnomes for awhile, I finally contacted my web host, and Shannon was able to fix the broken table in less than 15 minutes. Seriously. I love her (and I told her so). If anyone is looking for a web host, I have been using Hostgator for years. Good people.
So, this is just a quick note to say I'm back, Harley is back, Ginger is sleeping, Cinnamon has unfortunately NOT risen from the dead, [he and Peanut are still in the freezer, thank you very much], and I plan to continue posting more often.
For now, here is a mediocre phone picture of Harley watching the pantry.
I'm going to make a backup now.
Figures.
It was probably a relatively easy thing to fix (the MySQL manual hinted about "repair" syntax), but it's been years since I've played with command lines, so mostly I stared at it every now and then, and sighed a little. This probably went on for close to two weeks. During that time, two different people actually contacted me, asking me what was going on.
Thanks guys! I really appreciate that you're still hanging around, after all this time, and that you went to the extra trouble of contacting me about it.
After shaking my fist at the underpants gnomes for awhile, I finally contacted my web host, and Shannon was able to fix the broken table in less than 15 minutes. Seriously. I love her (and I told her so). If anyone is looking for a web host, I have been using Hostgator for years. Good people.
So, this is just a quick note to say I'm back, Harley is back, Ginger is sleeping, Cinnamon has unfortunately NOT risen from the dead, [he and Peanut are still in the freezer, thank you very much], and I plan to continue posting more often.
For now, here is a mediocre phone picture of Harley watching the pantry.
I'm going to make a backup now.
Catch Up
Posted on: 03/07/11, 09:06:11 | | link
"What with the economy being bad for so long, especially in Michigan, plus the long, colder-than-normal Winter we're experiencing here, I've been pretty quiet for awhile now. But Winter can't last forever, and neither can double-digit unemployment. We hope. So I've decided to start writing here more."
That's what I wrote in my other blog a few weeks ago. In fact, I'd planned on getting going in both blogs again, but didn't manage to get going here quite so quickly. I've had a few people nudge me, most recently the Beloved Parrot — thanks, everyone, for remembering me!
And here I am, with bad news, which is exactly how I didn't want to start blogging again. Oh well, you just can't "win" sometimes.
Cinnamon died on Saturday afternoon, March 5, 2011. Here he is, sitting in the heat of a black lightbulb the day before that.
He was in hospice care for about ten days. There was one night when he tired himself out, flying up into nest boxes (probably getting kicked out by Ginger), dropping back onto the floor. I ended up catching him and putting him in the hospital cage, but he spent most of the night calling out to Ginger. Lucky for all of us, he spent the rest of his remaining nights in a nest box with Ginger. He spent his last days napping, snacking, and hopping down to the light to warm up.
Ginger seems to be sleeping a lot these days, but it's hard to say for sure. She does call out for Cinnamon from time to time. Who knows how long she'll last, being a social creature, living all alone now. But maybe it'll be long enough to grow back some feathers on her head!
So. There's that.
Here are some healing photos of Harley, showing his enduring, ever-lasting, monumental, slightly twisted love of hard boiled eggs. It's gotten to the point where we don't even think about eating them in front of him, unless we plan to share:
That's what I wrote in my other blog a few weeks ago. In fact, I'd planned on getting going in both blogs again, but didn't manage to get going here quite so quickly. I've had a few people nudge me, most recently the Beloved Parrot — thanks, everyone, for remembering me!
And here I am, with bad news, which is exactly how I didn't want to start blogging again. Oh well, you just can't "win" sometimes.
Cinnamon died on Saturday afternoon, March 5, 2011. Here he is, sitting in the heat of a black lightbulb the day before that.
He was in hospice care for about ten days. There was one night when he tired himself out, flying up into nest boxes (probably getting kicked out by Ginger), dropping back onto the floor. I ended up catching him and putting him in the hospital cage, but he spent most of the night calling out to Ginger. Lucky for all of us, he spent the rest of his remaining nights in a nest box with Ginger. He spent his last days napping, snacking, and hopping down to the light to warm up.
Ginger seems to be sleeping a lot these days, but it's hard to say for sure. She does call out for Cinnamon from time to time. Who knows how long she'll last, being a social creature, living all alone now. But maybe it'll be long enough to grow back some feathers on her head!
So. There's that.
Here are some healing photos of Harley, showing his enduring, ever-lasting, monumental, slightly twisted love of hard boiled eggs. It's gotten to the point where we don't even think about eating them in front of him, unless we plan to share: