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Converting to WordPress

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There wasn’t a confirmation class or nothing. Just a little more data porting, a little theme-choosing.

I was a fool to be with anyone else, WordPress. Now that I’ve found you, I’ll never stray.

Now to WP-ify the bblog I set up for someone else…

Spring Break 2007: Trip to Austin (part 2)

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Here’s the second half of the trip — from Austin on. It began with a bang — a Tate, a goat, and a bitchin’ turkey sandwich from the Magnolia.

Orange cat declines your love

To Facebook!

Spring Break 2007: Trip to Austin (part 1)

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Scott at the Helm

Just a quick link to the Facebook gallery of the first half of me and Scott’s Austin trip.

To Facebook!

I’ve got a gallery plug-in but Facebook’s photo album utterly schools it. Does anyone have a plug-in to recommend that’s as exquisitely simple and easy-to-use as Facebook’s?

In the meantime, enjoy the Winston-to-Dallas portion of a grand adventure.

Spring Break 1

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I’m writing from Austin (like, in Texas) on my spring break. I thought of Texas as the Southwest, but it’s as green and humid as any place in North Carolina. Terrarium humid. Four people sharing a bathroom humid. My hair’s never had so much volume; my skin’s never had so many bumps.

I drove with Scott, my life’s great love, and while I say “I drove with” when it really means “I drove two hours of the 18 hour trip,” when I say “life’s great love” I am quite serious.


We stopped in Memphis for the night. I had relatives in Memphis when I was a kid, and I thought I remembered the city or at least seeing anything distinctive about it ever. No. When I saw a big-ass black pyramid traced into the night skyline like a technical drawing, I seriously thought I was having an episode. Fortunately Scott has seen the big-ass pyramid and talked me down.

We stayed at the King’s Court Motel, which looked sketch from far away, but respectable a little closer, and then VERY sketch from close up. The room had a bed and a shower, so basic requirements are met, but it takes a special man to end a ten hour drive with a sense of humor about black mildew in the bathroom and a TV with the power button gone. G-O-N-E. I stuck my paint key (cos I have a paint key on my keychain, cos I am art department and hardcore) in the hole where the button used to be, but there wasn’t no nothing to press. I have found the abyss. It is in your TV, right next to the volume buttons.

Anyway, we went to King’s Cascade Restaurant? Recommended by a friend of mine who’s a real-life-liver-in-Memphis. And it was DUH. LISHUS. And you know something about Beale Street? There’s live music. Everywhere. Like, twice in the same restaurant. Like, a guy playing guitar outside, and then a guy playing guitar inside. Then you go across the street, and there’s two guys playing dueling pianos. TWICE THE STANDARD AMOUNT OF LIVE MUSIC.

I lost my phone. This is what comes of wearing low-rise stretch cords from Plato’s closet with little shallow pockets that can’t hold a phone when you drop trou in a gas station bathroom. BE WARNED! If a miracle doesn’t happen in the next day or so, it’s off to Verizon to make hound-dog eyes at the salesperson. I’m due for a free phone in October — I can have one now, right? Right?

More to come…


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Yes! I finally got it together to port my data to code written by people who know what they’re doing — which is to say, not me. And momentarily I’ll move my image folders around so the image links aren’t broken.

It’s been a while. Be assured I am living the dream, and there are pictures to share, even though I’ve been dedicating my webnerd energies into Facebook. Yeah, I said it.

I hope y’all are doing well and hope to have something to show for my absence.

Besides, I got pissed off at Children of Men and I gots to get it out somehow.

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