(Warning: I am so very tired this morning, tired of trying to be witty and “write good” so be warned.)
I had a good “Good Morning” from Jeeves this morning (see sidebar) which is a terribly good thing b/c as soon as I peeled myself from my red-velvet-cake-with-french-icing bed and dragged myself to the computer (after 12 hours there yesterday, I half hoped it had self-destructed and sunk through the floor) I checked my sitemeter account to see if anyone had visited me since I shut things down last night.
I saw that I had two new comments but instead of adding two visitors, it subtracted them.
All of them.
Except two.
For a second I thought that perhaps, whilst I was gone from the blogosphere, everyone decided (as a practical joke, natch) (led by Crash, natch) to take back their visits but common sense soon (er, evenutally) reigned when I realized it just couldn’t be done. Not even by the cybernatural Crash.
Then I thought, perhaps, as punishment for not winning the Mormon Mommy Bloggers spotlight contest, all the hits that I received over the past week as a result of being nominated were removed. Yes! I did wonder that! Even after realizing--just moments before--that hits can’t be taken back! (Besides which, there were far less hits missing than the number of hits I got, so that didn’t add up, either.)
Just as I was thinking “what the helk! I ought to cancel sitemeter!” I looked at my email and saw that I had one of Sitemeter’s sporadic email bills saying they had just charged me (which they only do sporadically). Ironic much? (I think they refer to it as “periodic”. Someone please explain to me the diff.)
A few more items worth relaying (though, perhaps not worth reading—you be the judge)
Monday’s post was all about plagiarism and all the comments have been all about why what I said isn’t. Love it! However, note to people: We’re not about the accuracy here at Dunhaven Place. We’re about the fun.
Speaking of fun, I have a new widget (er, besides the What Jeeves Said widget which will show what Jeeves says each morning when he awakens me but only the mornings I remember what he said b/c sometimes it’s hard to remember things that are said whilst you’re still sleeping . . ) where-in I am keeping a running total of a number of things (“things” being my favorite word to denote just about everything—lazy much?), one of which is the word count, number of pages and number of chapters completed on my new book. I should have gotten through chapter two yesterday but it was not to be. When I went to look for the file yesterday morning (and, yes, T, it was after seven!) it was GONE! Vanished! Turns out that it was All My Fault for reasons too Revealing and Embarrassing and Humiliating to discuss.
Thank goodness I had emailed the first half of the first chapter to a friend for commentary so I only had to reproduce the second half. Boy was it killer! So much harder to re-write something from your memory than to just jot it down from your imagination. As a result, I am only about 4 pages ahead of where I was last week rather than the 8 or 9 I was hoping for. Such is life.
I would also like to point out the wii fit age—it is amusing to be a different age each and every single day. I am 44 yet Mr. Wii insists I am anywhere from 37-56, depending on how well I do his little balance games that day. I suppose Mr. Wii subscribes to the same philosophy as we do here at Dunhaven Place. It’s not about the accuracy, it’s about the fun!
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