I mentioned in an earlier post I was moving beyond “free blog hosting”. It bears repeating that wordpress.com hasn’t pushed me out of the nest. They (assuming they have actual employees) have been fine. Their software is limited but it was adequate (barely), it was rarely “down”, and they never gave me shit. This lulled me into a false sense of security.
Now I’m finding out how much of a pain in the ass it is to do all stuff which wasn’t necessary in the “Fisher-Price” sandbox of wordpress.com. At the new location, I haven’t yet got the email server to serve email, my PayPal tip jar exploded, an alternative (Patreon) may or may not work, and I briefly deleted all of 2015. Nor have I figured out how to set the new spam filters on “execute everything” where they belong. (I’m just ignoring new comments on that site for now. When everything is running I’ll tell ‘ya.)
Everything was slowly moving ahead until I was talked into creating a F***book page to go with the new blog. A few hours running around F***book nearly convinced me to chuck the whole project and become a monk. (Monks drink beer right?) I know some folks experience the internet as F***book itself but I found the experience repulsive. It’s like my whole body rejected the electronic probing of that little snitch factory. If I want someone to crawl up my ass and collect data I’ll contact a proctologist and not Mark Fucking Zuckerberg! Alas, I’m told it’s more or less necessary. Perhaps I can leave that little cancerous outgrowth dormant and it’ll bother me no more? Time will tell. (I can always delete it if it causes issues.)
Since I’m trying new things, I’m also trying to find someone to sketch out bowling pin chicken (freedom duck!). It would be a cool Christmas present to have a “freedom and stupidity” sketch!
The new blog will/does reside at adaptivecurmudgeon.com. You can go over there and kick the tires. It’s not fully functional but it’s getting there. It looks the same as the old blog because I’m not out to change things so much as to get my data out of its current playpen and under my control.
I also have one success to report. If you’re “following” Adaptive Curmudgeon I have already transferred you to the new site. After a brief period of chaos, you’ll get the same service you’ve been getting. At least I think so. I’m going by the “there was no smoke coming out of my laptop” diagnostic.
Stay tuned as I approach this project with the delicacy of an orangutan with a hammer.
FB is where the people went .
what kind of duck was he? my daughter sketches I can ask her to cartoon something for you.
Runner duck. Scrawny and mostly white with a skidmark of brown.
In contrast to a body like a limp rag he had a spirit like a giant. Willing to mosh pit with 300 pound pigs, disappearing a month into the forest, loud and brash, more than willing to give me a stern talking to and probably willing to fight a grizzly. He wound up in Valhalla. The little idiot was totally fearless and lived entirely on his terms. Would that we were all as brave and free as that moronic duck!
The RSS on the new site seems to be working, good.
Whew!
“Snitch Factory” is a brilliant name for F***book! I am going to put that into my lexicon.
The NSA already put it in your spell check dictionary for you too.