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Site FUBAR

Sorry about the downtime. My blog sql database got corrupted, and, of course I only backup the darn thing once a week or so…so, consider all my posts last week just a figment of your imagination…sort of like that season of Dallas where Bobby Ewing was just dreaming ;-)

Anyway, got some site house cleaning to do (plus a day job, and a yard to mow, and I think tonight is the boys’ scout meeting night…), then I’ll get back to posting.

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5 Responses to “Site FUBAR”

  1. Lynne Says:

    Thank goodness. I was about to have a panic attack! :)

  2. JoeC Says:

    Hehehe…I’ve had several this morning! Especially after trying to repair the post database and seeing the records come back “zero.” Ahhh…a little knowledge is a dangerous thing. Just ask Dubya. ;-)

  3. pelmo Says:

    Get a goat and you won’t have to mow. Get a merit badge in making cheese, and you could have thriving goat cheese business. Now you don’t have to worry about the day job, and have more free time to blog. No need to thank me, it’s a pleasure to be helpfull.

  4. JoeC Says:

    My granddad kept a couple of goats for a while to keep the honeysuckle vines eaten off his cow pasture fence. And on a warm, humid day, they really really stink!

  5. Xman Says:

    Ah, Pelmo,
    I used to milk a couple goats as a kid because milk was easier on new baby than cows milk. The cat used to come out with me and I’d soak it’s head as it tried to catch the stream I’d aim at it. I realized I had become the “goat boy” when I saw my mom working my coat with a stick over the burn barrel. She’d had enough of my stink.
    But I still love goats. Real personalities.

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