Server updates

I guess I should say “supposed” server updates. They are allegedly upgrading PHP and MySQL on my server, but it was supposed to be done last night and today, still no updates. ::sigh::

I’m getting these upgrades (after MUCH bitching, I might add):

    PHP 5.2.5
    MySQL updated to 5.0.37
    Ability to install common CMS scripts within your control panel

The upshot being that they are still futzing with these upgrades and this site may be down or acting up all day today and probably tomorrow, too, knowing them.

If anyone knows of any issues with PHP5 and MySQL5 and WP, give a hollah.

Friday the 13th! Yay!

I love Friday the 13th. I usually have a great day on these and today looks like it’s gonna be good! The weather is great and I’m more or less caught up for the week.

It’s been a long week, what with the 4 day weekend of work on the house. We managed to get three windowsills torn out and replaced just in time for the Ida monsoon.

My birthday was Wed. The family who hates me still sent cards… Why, I don’t know. They are CRAZY. It was an OK time. We went to Vortex for my free food and hung out with Heather, Googi, Janel and Xia. Thanks for driving all that way just for me, girls! MUWAH!

Other than that I’ve just been running the roads helping Stormy with that damn car of hers. Yesterday we shlepped it from the Chrysler dealer in Stn Mtn over to her mechanic on Shallowford. An all afternoon affair. I mean, it is always fun to hang with Stormy, but dang, it wiped me out and gave me a whopper of a headache. However, I slept like the proverbial rock last night. I didn’t hear the cats or Nick at all this morning! I’m bright eyed and bushy tailed, so YAY! :-)

Today is Farmer’s Mkt for the Mulligatawny soup Nick is making tonight and then back here to do some laundry and floor cleaning. This place is in dire need of a cleaning! All the tromping in and out over the weekend and then rain…yah, the floors are naisty.

So, with that, I’m off to shower and get ready for the Fm Mkt. Tonight I plan to party in celebration of Friday the 13th!

Header 10.09

This photo was shot by an old HS friend, Billy Kurtz (the © might be cut off if your monitor resolution is below 1200dpi). It was taken Halloween evening 2009 at Watts Bar Lake. Of course it’s cropped and the resolution is low (it’s from FaceBook), but I like the soft edges, actually.

So, until I can think up a new theme for the site, we can enjoy Billy’s lovely shot. Thanks for allowing me to alter it and use it here, Billy!

If you have a theme suggestion, give it to me. I’m having theme block! And no decent fall or winter pix, either. :-/

Family. Nothing good comes of it.

16 years since this post and it’s still accurate. I will add that June actually left me out of the family tree when she was doing some genealogy stuff. I had borrowed her paper notes for it and found it, so I added myself back in and left a note to her about it. I’ve not spoken to her or my brother in years. I get updates from my brother’s daughter. – A, April 2025

10 years later, and sadly, this still holds. My father died in 2017, but the rest of them are still just as fucked up. Aside from a brief visit for dad’s death, I’ve not been up there. No regrets. -A, Jan 2019

So today I decide to suck it up and call my brother to give a heads up that we’re not coming up to that Vortex of Depression for Thanksgiving or Xmas. We decided that we’re going to go on a vacation instead since it’s been a tough year and we don’t need any more stress.

He then proceeds to rip me a new asshole for “turning my back on my mother.” Um, what? Apparently he’s been working himself into a lather about this “feud” going on with June. Well, first of all, it’s not a “feud” it’s just me being tired of her shit. If she wants to call and apologize, my fucking phone # is the same, yanno? (Quick recap: Last time we were up there, June attacked us one morning and called us everything but white folk and demeaned Nick. June can say whatever she wants to me, I don’t care anymore, but getting Nick involved is unacceptable. I told her this, she knows she fucked up and she can fix it if she wants to, but apparently she does not.)

So, my brother then proceeds to trot out the old family nuggets such as:

“You don’t care about us! You left!”
“What have YOU done with your life? Besides get bullshit degrees that you never use?”
“Prove that you use your degrees! Prove it! They are bullshit and you never use them!”
“You owe us. Who helped you pay the bills when you were getting those bullshit degrees?”
“You’ve never done anything with your life! Show us one thing you’ve MADE.”
“You’ve never showed us respect! You were WRONG to leave.”
“You should stop being so stupid and just be a part of this family for a change.”
“If you respected your mother and father you’d call and apologise to them.”
And my FAVE from June:
“You are SO STUPID. Why do you have to use those computers? You’re an idiot because you use computers.”

All of the above is nothing more than their attempts to guilt and/or shame me into putting up with their nonsense. It’s as if my brother is a recorder of my mother’s propaganda and he just repeats what he’s told. And my response to the above accusations are:

“Yes I fucking left. Best thing I’ve ever done.”
“I use my degrees every day of my life. You don’t believe this because you do not value education. I shouldn’t need to prove it to you.”
“I’ve made plenty of websites, ads, flyers, logos and let’s not forget art. But THOSE things obviously don’t count, do they?”
“You are correct, I don’t respect you. I find you ignorant and backwards and hateful and I’ll do anything to NOT be like you.”
“I’m forty fucking four years old and I’m not playing the Appease The Family Game any longer. Sorry. Not my fault, no apology is forthcoming. I don’t put up with this shit from anyone else, why should I continue to put up with it from the likes of you?”
And to June: “Oh, I’m the dumb one? This from someone who can’t figure out how to use an answering machine and has to have emails printed out and mailed to her? Got it.”

I don’t put up with shit from ANYONE, so why in the hell should I keep putting up with them? The level of contempt they have for me is breathtaking! They lie to my face, stab me in the back, call me stupid, selfish, uppity, disrespectful and tell me to fuck off. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg of insults I’ve endured from them. Then when I do just that and I don’t talk to them, that’s my fault too and I’m just being childish and causing feuds.

Let me put the record straight once and for all. I truly hope one of the luddites comes across this one day. They think I’m evil? Well, let me tell you what I think of them. If you don’t care about my family drama, don’t bother going past the cut. This post is for me anyway. I just need to get it OUT.
Continue reading “Family. Nothing good comes of it.”

Aaaand a year later: more art!

I hung Stormy’s piece a while back and today finally got around to hanging the wisteria piece. I’m very pleased with how it looks! I love working with old windows. I need to do some art very soon. Until then, I guess it’s Shrinky Dinks and maybe lino blocks! Buttons need to happen for the Weasel, but the button maker is pricey ($250 ish). Guess I could do some magnets… Well, whatevs, here’s the lovely art on my front porch!

Stormy’s Neko:
neko

My Wisteria:
wisteria