Bloggery Madness

Aside

This backend of this blog is continuing its descent into madness. Following on from the problems where no posts would accept tags, this seems to have fixed itself while simultaneously stopping the blog posting anything but the most recent article on the home page. All of this has taken place without user intervention. It seems the glue, velco and staples holding the back end together have finally given up the ghost. Hopefully we will be able to find time this weekend to fix things. Sorry for any weirdness until then and during the “improvements.”

WordPress upgrade mildly broken

Bits keep falling off this blog like so many bits of newspaper escaping from the recycling van cage. (E.g. the Atheist blogroll became landfill months ago, although I see it still works fine on dozens of sites.)

After bowing to WordPress’s nagging requests and upgrading WordPress to version x (I can’t remember) two days ago, I find that I can’t attach tags to posts.

Any ideas?

End of all spare time

Despite a bit of jet lag, I am now back and all settled in at home again. I had planned to return to blogging with new found gusto – and given the amount of drivel floating around in the UK at the moment there is a LOT for me to whine and rant about.

However, we now have a Nintendo Wii in the house. After a long time in which I have avoided all contact with any of the latest gaming machines (for me Civilization 4 on the PC was the pinnacle of all computer gaming), I cracked and we took ownership of a Wii and Sports Pack.

This was a mistake.

I am now a full blown addict to the bowling game and the competitive streak in me has turned this “game” into an almost full time obsession. In the few minutes I have sat here typing, I am fuming that other people are bowling and stopping me get the much needed practice that will take me to 300 points. I curse my family members (silently) when they are on it, because they are taking time away I could be using it. Then there is the boxing. Despite getting battered by every fourth or fifth opponent, I acutally like this. I get carried away with it enough that after each round my arms ache, I am covered in sweat and anything fragile within about 3m has been destroyed.

Hopefully this is just a passing fad, the magic of new technology, and I will soon get bored with it all. If so, expect a return to blogging. If not…