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The Site Stats Page Makes Me Crave More Information

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 20, 2012 by urbannight

Today is a strange day at work. It is an even stranger day on Word Press. I’ve had very few views. But they come from Russian Federation and Australia with one view from the UK and the USA.

The search terms are even stranger.

Game of Thrones Forehead. Since I don’t have cable, I don’t know why there is a forehead reference in conjunction with Game of Thrones. I do understand how I might have popped up in a search and I think I have three blogs that have dealt with the title and the book and why I wasn’t watching the show.

Mary Kate Daddy Issues. Yep, I wrote a blog on this last week. I am just surprised my humble little blog would pop up in a search.

Something Old Something New Something Borrowed Something Blue. Hmmm, this one is harder to figure out. I’ve not used the saying before. I’ve not had many blogs about weddings. I HAVE had a fair number of blogs about the Tardis and Doctor Who in which I have mentioned blue any number of times and may have used it as a tag. Most often this happens in the blogs where I discuss the Tardis Project.

In fact, when I go to my all time summary of search terms, “Tardis” is the search that has most often brought people to me. To be completely accurate, out of all the Tardis searches it is Tardis Graph Paper that pulls people in.

Variations on twilight anesthesia are also common. I guess I’m not the only one who had an unpleasant experience when I was coming off the anesthesia.

My views have drastically dropped since WordPress isn’t sharing with Facebook in the manner it should. This has been more than a little disturbing for me. I didn’t think I cared about that until the numbers started dropping so terribly low.

When I see some of the odder countries, at least odd in relation to what I’m posting about, I wish they could tell me what was viewed. What did that person in Kenya read? How did that person in Singapore get routed to me? What have I talked about that Albanians find interesting?

I think stat’s page gives me just enough info to actually make me more curious and crave more information than it is capable of detailing.

Sometimes WordPress Makes Me Go ARG!!!!!!! Facebook Too!

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 14, 2012 by urbannight

I cannot figure out why WordPress randomly stops sharing on my Facebook Page.  I’ve searched for an answer and none can be found.  And WordPress make it harder to get help now.

I wouldn’t mind making a facebook page for my blog but I don’t think it meets the requirements for creating a page.  Not unless I stretch the definition of a business or a brand.  That might be more than stretching.  It might be breaking the definations.

Lightning, Thunder, and Rain OH MY.  The storm is starting.  How fun! Maybe it will cheer me up.  On the other hand, maybe it will make me jump out of my skin.  That thunder sounded like fireworks going off right outside the window.  I thought it was supposed to boom rather than pop and snap?

Of Bedtime Rituals, Beta Tests, and Ass Dancing.

Posted in Entertainment, Gaming, Life, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 30, 2012 by urbannight

I wanted to make this more general and less about me. But it is too much about me and I couldn’t keep it to a minimum. I blame it on sleep deprivation. If you want to know about it, or you just want to get to the part about ass dancing, read on.

It seems like today will be a very long day. I’m exhausted and back, shoulder, wrist, hand and ankles hurt. I feel like I spent an entire weekend gaming but it was exactly opposite of that.

My roommate preordered Guild Wars 2. This weekend was the beta event. But it took more of the weekend to download than he had left to play. He stared it Friday and it wasn’t finished until Sunday morning. Paying for a fast download speed is irrelevant if the server it comes from is sending at a slower rate and is very busy. This meant I couldn’t do any online games, WordPress would never load, and my email, home page, and FB loaded very slowly. Online stuff was out of the question. So was Netflix.

So I treated myself to a Firefly marathon Saturday. I also got a lot of stitching done. I got a lot done but didn’t quite make it to Serenity. Really great progress was made on the Elegant Pumpkins. Normally, stitching does not produce the same type of hand and wrist fatigue as gaming all day does. My my hand and wrist feel awful. Right up into my shoulder.

Which reminds me of something. Isn’t it odd how in formal writing we object to the incomplete sentence. But it is very common in novel-writing. And in natural speech. We say something, stop, and then add something to clarify. In writing, one sentence might give the impression that there was no pause or only a slight pause. But the reality of natural speech is that it is often a much longer pause. And novel-writing tends to reflect a more natural mode of speech than formal writing. We want people to really feel as if they are seeing and hearing the novel rather than reading it. Show us don’t tell us.

So, my weekend was a marathon of television and stitchery and not much of anything else.  Although I did play two hours of the Beta Test before bed. Not something I planned on. But it was going to end and there is still no release date for the game. So I figured if I was going to try it out, that was the only time to do it. Still, it wasn’t enough of a gaming stretch to bother my joints. At least, it shouldn’t have been.

Instead of getting ready for bed and relaxing at 9:00 I didn’t get started on that until 11:00. My normal routine is to get ready for bed and lay down on the couch and watch a cartoon. In the past, this was not an effective ritual. At the time, I was staying up later than my already late bed time so I could watch an hour and a half of Disney Channel Cartoons. Emperor’s New School, Replacements, and Kim Possible. These were great cartoons but boy were they on late at night. Saying up until 1:30 am is not an effective bedtime ritual.

After they canceled them, I tried to find some online versions of them. I discovered a good reason not to make a teenage cartoon for middle school kids or younger too sexy. There is a massive amount of Kim Possible porn out there.

But I did find a show that worked great for helping me relax and I almost always fall asleep during. Not because it is boring but simply because I’ve seen the show SO MANY times. Shin Chan. It is amusing, entertaining, short, mostly light, and once you know the show by heart, easy to unwind during and fall asleep with it in the background. Eventually, I watched it SO many times I wanted a bit of a break. Invader Zim is not so go for unwinding and falling asleep. But Phineas and Ferb is fantastic. The show is cute, the characters interesting, the format is always the same, each episode is two separate segments.

It is perfect for slowing the brain down to sleepy time levels and drifting off in the middle of the program. I wake up later, momentarily, to stumble into bed and fall asleep before I know it, with none of the tossing and turning that normally happens. Like on Friday and Saturday when I didn’t have my bed time cartoons available.

Recently, my roommate saw that I wasn’t watching Shin Chan anymore and asked my why. I told him I needed a little variation and P & F worked just as well. He said I must be waiting for Ferb to drop his drawers and ass dance. No, I’m not. He seems to thing that is the entire purpose of my watching Shin Chan. This is not true. It is amusing. But I don’t watch it for that. Although the episode totally devoted to butt cheeks is one of the best episodes.

Mitzy buys some dolphin goo for her face. Shin happened to see the commercial for it when he was at home while she was out shopping. He overhears a conversation between Mitzy and the neighbor lady and totally misunderstands. He thinks his mom is planning to use Hima’s (his little sister) skin to replace her own skin so she will look 5 years younger and have the skin of a baby. He and Hima then have an ass dance dance-off in which Hima can’t keep up but she wins because her butt skin glows and shines with divine baby light. Shin sees the bag for the dolphin goo and recognizes it and remembers that the commercial says it will take 5 years off. Since he is 5, he will have the skin of a baby too. He can save Hima. Mitzy walks into her room to see Shin in front of a vanity pouring the last of the entire bottle of lotion on his butt. It is very very funny. I’m not sure my description does it justice.

Which brings me back to last night, where I lay down at 11:10, put on a 20 mintue episode of Phineas and Ferb, both of whom are too smart to find ass dancing a good use of their summer vacation. I drift of to sleep. Then I half wake up and go to bed. I wake all the way up at 2:00 am and can’t sleep. I end up being up until 4:30. I want to run screaming out onto the balcony, ripping at my night-shirt, yelling,”WHY? WHY?”, Marlon Brando style, which would look a little funny coming from me. I’ve been working really hard getting myself to go to bed earlier and get eight hours of sleep at night. Instead I had a 3 hour nap, was up for 2.5 hours, and then got another 1hr 45 mintutes of sleep.

I was glad this wasn’t a Monday where I had to drive to work. I wasn’t sure I was awake enough for driving. I was really looking forward to a good hour to 90 minute nap after work before gaming. But now I have to go do some emergency dog siting for a couple of hours after work as the one owner is out-of-town on an emergency and the other owner had finals and couldn’t get home between work and classes.

I’m glad I stopped at the gas station to pick up Rooster Booster slushy and two 5 hour energy shots. I just may survive today after all. Hey, where’s Perry?

The Sad Thing about Facebook, Friends and Politics.

Posted in Advertising, Life, Politics, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 27, 2012 by urbannight

I often repost fun pictures or amusing political items.  Most of my political items make fun of just about everything under the sun and are not rampant, hit a person over the head with a cast iron frying pan, propaganda.  In fact, most of the ones I post are more about dialogue and less about propaganda. 

This is not true of some of my friends.  Some of real friends, with whom I was once able to discuss different viewpoints, seem to be drifting  farther and farther to the right and are getting more and more heavy-handed.  They repost extremely emotional and politically charged images and sound like they are simply repeating propaganda learned by rote and no longer really thinking about it themselves. 

I find myself getting more and more offended by the political standpoints of people I really know.  It doesn’t bother me when it is from ‘game’ friends.  I don’t know them.  I just play social games they are also playing.  Therefore it doesn’t make me cringe. 

I will admit that the two pictures that seem to bother me the most are the ones in which toddlers are dressed up in military uniforms.  The captions are placing adult responsibilities on the shoulders of three and four-year old children.  It offends me on the moral grounds that it is a militant indoctrination that seemed aimed at placing unrealistic expectations on small children with a focus on learning to obey people who ‘know better’ than them rather than learning to think for themselves and make a decision about the military for themselves.

I’m also very tired of the posts that basically say that if you don’t support the war that means you don’t support the troops and therefore you don’t support the country and you should get out and go somewhere else.  I can believe in our men and women and not believe in the war and I’m tired of people telling me I am unpatriotic and to move out of ‘their’ country. 

So many of the pro-military posts are getting ‘in your face’ and downright distasteful.  The level of hate in political propaganda, even non-military, has reached vulgar and downright worrisome levels.  Especially when I see it coming from my friends. 

As I get older, I move farther to the left.  I’m told this is unusual.  People often get more conservative as they age.  But I keep telling people they really need to stop this all or nothing attitude.  Example.  A friend reposts an anti-muslim ad, that implies all muslims are bad, without thinking how much it would hurt one of her muslim friends.   All Hispanics are illegal.  All Hispanics must be from another country (apparently, U.S. Territories are not part of the U.S. in some people minds).  And so on.  People are losing sight of the fact that there are lots of points in-between.

The more I read, the more I worry.  I don’t think the next major act of terrorism will come from outside. We have had enough smaller incidents to point to the fact that the next major incident is more likely to come from fanatical right-wing and fanatical left-wing sides.  I’m almost afraid of the upcoming presidential election.  Every four years the tensions and frustrations and stresses seem to get worse and more violent. 

The next civil war with not be one economic section of the country vs another.  It will be the leftists vs the right wingers.  One day, it may even be the bottom half of the economic strata vs the top 1%.

But let’s get back to the friends part of it.  Sometimes, the political things my friends post make me like them less.  Not because I have a different view.  We have always had those different views.  But because it seems like they are no longer thinking about it themselves and instead of engaging in political discourse it seems that have become part of a political propaganda engine.  It is like a certain  far-Right, hate filled, bigoted view has taken over their rational thought processes.

Maybe they were kidnapped and replaced by pod-people.  It is like a strange version of the Stepford Wives in which reasonable, intelligent conservatives were replaced by angry, hateful, bigoted, militant GOP’ers.