Thanks to everyone who tooled around the dimly lit, undermanned, and poorly maintained corners of the Innertubes to inspect and comment upon the options for a virtual urban-renewal project here at the DogS(h)ite.
I think I’ve touched all the bases, repackaged the necessary bells and whistles, and preserved all data for the Permanent Record. And thus, sometime today or tomorrow, I will probably tell the WordPress Blog-O-Mat 9000™ to knock down this old hovel and erect in its place a Shining City on a Hill.
Or maybe it’ll look more like rattle-canning a fresh coat of camo’ on the old single-wide, hoisting a new Anarchy flag, and raking up 15 years’ worth of dessicated dog turds. I tell the neighbors they’re Art, but they don’t believe me, about that or anything else.
If all goes well, you shouldn’t notice a great deal of difference. I anticipate a round or two or three of Whac-a-Mole, but the plan remains to hawk the same old hooey, just out of a new window, minus the bullet holes and duct tape.
If it all goes horribly wrong, well … let’s not think about that, shall we? You’ll probably be able to hear from me without need for a computer, browser, or Innertubes. (“Gaw dam cog sug muh fug sum bidge. …”)
But if you can’t hear the caterwauling, leave a message at the New Wheeled Order sandbox or email me at maddogmedia (at) gmail (dot) com.
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Here we go! Warp speed on my mark. How bad can it be?
Or. …
What? Not the “New Wheeled Ordure”?
I’ve used that before, natch. But with the decline of literacy I figured that before long nobody would know what it meant.
Anyway, it’s just a sandbox. I laid down a few of these blogs for no good reason Back in the Day® and never did much of anything with them. They’ve made a fine proving ground for stuff I wanted to test drive here. I have eight of the sumbitches now, six free (which means ads I have no control over) and two Premium, with actual domain names and everything.
Now that I think about it, I need to thin that herd. The Interwebs need eight blogs from me like the GOP needs more psychos, eejits, and feebs.
Could be the Mitten State does NEED more eejits since the Rethug party system is losing – losers like crazy. Seems donations and memberships are plummeting. And about to bounce the Rethug State Chair Person for incompetence and fraud. Sound familiar? If you’re so inclined (hahahaha!) you can send them some money since Comerica bank warns they are ready to pull the Rethug line of credit due to default. Oh…send some more feebs but hold the psychos, they are still plentiful.
More eejits? No thank you, please, and thank you. They’re like ants at a picnic already.
Ditto the psychos. While I have sympathy for our readers in Texas, where Your Humble Narrator once hung his 10-quart Stetson, the Lone Star State is starting to sound like a giant open-air asylum, albeit one with with tasty barbecue and fine music. I remain mildly astonished that the flights there are not all outgoing.
But people said that about Bibleburg, too, so y’all’s mileage may vary.
Just got back from North Carolina, which like TX, has islands of blue in a sea of red. Leaving Asheville, I was headed east on I-40 to get back to the Charlottesville airport and passed two huge Confederate flags flying over fields right near the road. Kinda reminded me I was in the South.
But NC also has some amazing musical traditions. Reminded me to pull out my old Norman Blake albums last night and kick back.
You guys checking the place out as an alternative to Fanta Se? I enjoyed my one visit to Charlotte, for the North American Handmade Bicycle Show back in 2014.
That may have been the last time I ever flew anywhere. We had yet to leave Chez Dog and Bibleburg for El Rancho Pendejo and The Duck! City.
Khal: The North Carolina BBQ ain’t half bad either! 🙂
Right you are, JD. And the Midnight Diner in Charlotte was excellent. I would want to live within easy cycling/walking distance of that place.
Looking at Asheville. Between the drought, altitude, and disastrous medical care situation up here, the place is wearing on us. One of my docs retired and recommended someone. Turns out the other guy is retiring, too. My better half is starting to look elsewhere as her clinic is on life support. I still drive up to Bombtown for my GP after I saw what she was going through even when her place was “functional”.
I have two brothers in NC (actually one is a half brother and the other is my stepdad’s son from his first marriage) and Herself North (as opposed to Herself) has a sister in Dee Cee. Makes sense, as much as it gags me, to move Back East.
I hear ya, Sparky. Herself has gone through a six-pack of gyne-os since we’ve been here. We had one primary-care doc leave her practice and the practice of medicine entirely. We’ve since heard that she may be back in The Game but one questions her long-term commitment.
My man The Weebs had a health scare involving his wife recently and holy hell, you’d think they were living in Lower Spaminacanistan or West Geech from his description of her “medical care.” In the good old days they’d give you a bullet to bite while they sawed off your bits but these yahoos wouldn’t even prescribe pain meds, when she finally got past the ER to see a doc who wasn’t blood to the elbows from treating the gunshot, knifed, etc.
His advice to me was “Don’t get sick in the United States.” I’m not sure I’ll be able to comply, but I’ll do my best.
We had a three week fight with our LANL retirement plan last year that had my better half in misery. And as you say, given the availability of health care one would think this was a third world nation. Mebbe it is.
We’ve been trending that way ever since Ronnie Ray-Gun.