HAVING A WEBACHE

The Internet tubes are stuffed up. It might be me, true, but I don’t know that.

I sent two videos to my Youtube page and then on the third try it becomes impossible. My video access no longer happens. I close down, restart, then try again. Sorry. Clicking on browse no longer does anything and youtube instantaneously ask me to title my video. There is no video selected!

Remember, I never was a WEB techie

HELP!

Now my photo’s on WordPress have started to disappear when I edit a post.  Lovely.  They turn into little boxes that one has to drag over to see what they are.  Now you see me, now you don’t.  Let’s play hide and seek!  No!  I insist!

Then at the help centers, it has become common to get the “there are no whatevers on your problem”. That is a problem. Go fix yourself.

One of the most common answers is to clear your browser. Then you will need to redo all of your saved info. since it will be all wiped out. Too bad whiner. No one said being on the WEB was easy. Why in the old days…

Smaller hassles are on WordPress, when the spell checker decides over and over that you have stopped checking while you are still checking. What is that about? Back and back I go to click on the spell check. Then there seems to be font issues or something, suddenly all th’s are considered wrong. It will tell me, with, is all wrong. At other times it will take some piece of the word, ah or something, ignore it and only give me odd proper noun suggestions in no way resembling the word at all.

Then on one of my blogs yesterday, I’d click save and it would say there is no such post saved. What do you mean? I just wrote it and saved it! No. Twice I tried; doing it all over, uploading photo’s, saving it then; “There is no such post. Was all your information lost?; it says, or something to that effect. What do I know? Writing a new post then clicking save or publish once did that. Never asking a question if I just lost all I had done. It should know! Not me! I assume it is lost, since there is no draft and they are asking me if I am lost. Yes! I am lost. At least that is right.

Then there are the (mac? me?) issues when I think firefox is all bugged up, I try Safari with all its updating becoming more compatible with Youtube and such. It will tell you to enable links for this site. I click OK, then proceed and it tells me again; enable links. Well I hit the OK. That seemed to have worked once. Mac seems to have become more like windows OS (as I long ago remember) where you must tell the computer several times in differing places to go ahead and do something. Why is it not direct?

OK means I agree, not that I have to go clicking other secret to me places to tell it I really mean OK. If it ask me the right question, why does it not know I mean that answer? Safety? “We know you humanoids do not always mean what you say, so we have to make sure by asking you the same thing over and over until we train you how to act right. You don’t expect us to do everything for you do you? You are not the boss of me! You loser skin and bones you. We live in cyber space. Nah, nah, anh, nah, nah, nah!”

Then there are the helpful hints that assume you are tech savvy. “Just reconfigure your interloping hard disk directories to interface with your modem protocols and so correlate with your binary code couplet links and you’re all set, you numskull, you. But first try restarting your computer. Does the kindergarten know you are online? Where do these idiots come from?”

Have a nice day.

I’ll be looking for the aspirins. But first I will have to click the spell checker several times to make sure I hit the keys properly. Oh well.

I’ll try to manually force the stuff onto the Internets. Maybe my funnel cloud photo will get sucked up into the series of tubes known as the Internets.

Scorpion guest

Ooh!  I’m a Scorpio.

Fine

Here is last evenings dinner guest come to break bread and chill out from the damp weather outside.

TORNADO WARNING–6-02-08

The National Weather Service has this one tornado warning still in effect.

Statement as of 9:31 PM MDT on June 02, 2008

The National Weather Service in Denver has issued a

* Tornado Warning for…
southwestern Washington County in northeast Colorado
southeastern Adams County in northeast Colorado

* until 1015 PM MDT

* at 931 PM MDT… National Weather Service Doppler radar indicated a
severe thunderstorm capable of producing a tornado 13 miles west of
Last Chance… or 32 miles south of Fort Morgan. This storm was
moving southeast at 28 mph.

* Locations in the warning include but are not limited to woodlin
school… Lindon and Last Chance.

In addition to the tornado… this storm is capable of producing large
damaging hail up to Golf Ball size and destructive straight line
winds.

When a Tornado Warning is issued based on Doppler radar… it means
that strong rotation has been detected in the storm. A tornado may
already be on the ground… or is expected to develop shortly. If you
are in the path of this dangerous storm… move indoors and to the
lowest level of the building. Stay away from windows. If driving… do
not seek shelter under a Highway overpass.

Lat… Lon 3956 10354 3969 10371 3974 10371 3974 10377
3986 10390 3986 10353 3957 10323
time… Mot… loc 0331z 308deg 24kt 3978 10377

Gimmestad

919 PM MDT Tue Jun 2 2008

… A Tornado Warning remains in effect until 945 PM MDT for eastern
Adams County…

At 918 PM MDT… National Weather Service Doppler radar continued to
indicate a severe thunderstorm capable of producing a tornado. This
storm was located 6 miles west of Shamrock… or 28 miles south of
Fort Morgan. This storm was moving southeast at 22 mph.

Locations remaining in the warning include but are not limited to
Shamrock.

The safest place to be during a tornado is in a basement. Get under a
workbench or other piece of sturdy furniture. If no basement is
available… seek shelter on the lowest floor of the building in an
interior hallway or room such as a closet. Use blankets or pillows to
cover your body and always stay away from windows.

If in Mobile homes or vehicles… evacuate them and get inside a
substantial shelter. If no shelter is available… lie flat in the
nearest ditch or other low spot and cover your head with your hands.

In addition to the tornado… this storm is capable of producing hail
up to baseball size and destructive straight line winds.

Lat… Lon 3976 10371 3975 10372 3985 10401 4000 10398
4000 10384
time… Mot… loc 0318z 308deg 19kt 3985 10389

Gimmestad

A funnel cloud approaching the ground.

Image ID: nssl0132, NOAA’s National Severe Storms Laboratory (NSSL) Collection Location: Ardmore, Oklahoma Photo Date: April 29, 1985 Credit: NOAA Photo Library, NOAA Central Library; OAR/ERL/National Severe Storms Laboratory (NSSL)

Todays Tornadoes have started–5–21–08,4:18pm,ct.

Doppler radar has indicated a tornado possible west of Hays Kansas, about to cross I-70.

Tornado Watch boxes have gone up in Kansas, Eastern Colorado, Nebraska and Wyoming.

Tornado now northwest of Cheyenne Wyoming.

The trouble with this years tornadoes has been both their number, and that many are long-lived, giving them a greater chance of meeting up with a town.

May is the number one tornado month, followed by June. They can occur in any month, and in all of the 50 states.

Supercell - often associated with violent weather.

Image ID: nssl0122, NOAA’s National Severe Storms Laboratory (NSSL) Collection Location: Oklahoma Photo Date: May, 1985 Credit: NOAA Photo Library, NOAA Central Library; OAR/ERL/National Severe Storms Laboratory (NSSL)

MY POST GOES BIG

Yesterday was a big day for me as far as blogging goes. I had one blog go into the hundreds of views. It once took this relative novice quite a long time to get near a hundred post views after months of a single post on this blog.

The day before it went into a hundred something, might hit a hundred again today.

It seems if you happen to tag a topic that makes it big time that day, you are in for an avalanche of attention. So, if you are wondering when the world will discover you, it may just be up to a chance of serendipitous occurrences, with you in the middle. For me it happened to be tornado warnings in real time.

To those of you who regularly get attention into the thousands, good for you. I possibly just told you what you already know. Or you are a great writer on topics of interest. OK. Maybe you are really, really sexy.

KEEP ON BLOGMEISTERSERING

I believe the thing in the middle is the blog-o-sphere.

PALO VERDE FLOWEING ALL OVER TUCSON 4-19-o8

PALO VERDE FLOWERING

Here is one piece of the flowering tree. I just did not get a photo of the many seen along the freeways and roads around town. They were waving in the wind like huge yellow flames. This particular tree had cars under it and a non flowering tree crammed into its side, so I did not have the opportunity to show it well. When they lose their bloom, they can have a bright yellow “shadow” under them. The next type of palo verde will flower in a short while.  They tend to grow along washes, arroyos, and roadways, and where intentionally planted where they will get a good watering at times.

WORDS GO HOW FAR?

Today you say what and why? These are questions.

Words will flow from an interplay of history, memory and a current pressure to make a symbol of a sound that last. I, we, do not speak as intended garbage. Do you express yourself to a throw away reality? Are not your verbal emissions, or commissions meant to generate an energy, to impact the present moment into a direction that you yourself aim intention towards? Communication might be; humor, instruction, passion, sharing, questioning, or some other direction of expression.

A lot of writing instruction seems to be about merchandising ones expression, to be better perhaps, but quite possibly to sell yourself by getting attention. Broadening my command of the language does serve to further my intentions to some degree, but not in all spheres of influence. The power of the human heart to deliver a message is not proportionately relative to my vocabulary or tricky mental gymnastics that may intrigue the linguistically adept.

WORD RACE IN CYBERSPACE

What do I aspire to then as a writer, which most people are? The heart of the matter. That is what I strive for. I do not know if I necessarily accomplish that to the highest standards of lucidity or coherent presentation. A life is only so long, however, and for some of us, we are not writing to the capital W group, who declares themselves a Writer, a Poet, or any other sub-set; only a man, a woman, or any type cast that implies otherness to being a full human being. We seem to have defined ourselves in many ways, by the things we do or are not, and not necessarily how we feel about how our doings interact with all of being alive.

I remember being asked often when young or at parties; “What do you do?” I was usually insulted by being reduced to one question as to my worldly relevance. I know they most always meant for work, but even so, such an anorexic way to get to know me. Load my plate up if you like!  Go ahead and make me think. Ask what I feel about my place in the world, and how I thought I would become as an adult as a youngster. I think suddenly we might jump right into some more intimate exchange and awareness of one another.

YOUZ GUYZ

I like writers. I hope I have not been mistaken in my clumsiness. We most all are writing here. I am glad and thankful to each of you, no matter age, philosophy or motivation, you have something to say. You offer time in service of your need to tell your story. So are spending time on me! That need has many factors that differ one to another, and we surely will have our preferences, that is our prerogative.

I hope we take a chance at times, to read someone that seems not our type, even to the degree of not liking how they say things. The most surprising gift of understanding a different view does not often come from those most like us, but those others we need to know.

Millions of us put a piece of ourselves into every word. None are empty.

PEOPLE PRINTS ON THE PLANET

With the cancer philosophy paradigm of bigger is better, and growth, growth, growth, I urge anyone and everyone to watch the Nat Geo-Human Footprint special coming up.

Need that big family to pass on your genes or to take care of you in old age? Well if everyone does that; kiss it all goodbye!

Time to give thanks to those who do not have kids, or at least have 3 or less, that they leave room for all those who are not responsible on the matter of saving our home world. But still it is not enough.

Thank you to each one who downsizes for survival sake. Thanks for recycling, instead of dumbfounded out of sight out of mind throw away worlders.

	i

Thanks for true conservatism.

EDGE OF THE NATIONS DAY REPORT

Today from the edge of the nation nearest me, everything is leafing out. It hasn’t frozen in a long time but the cool winter must have put caution into spring for many things. Much seems to be arriving on winters departure later than usual.

SPEAKING OF SUNLIGHT CHANGES…

Cloudy winters or not, we get 80% of our UV radiation on average by 18. I have gardened, worked in landscaping as an adult and construction from the ground up, so I might have more than my fair share of the suns blessings and consequences. I wonder how most of our grandparents 10 generations back spent their days outdoors or indoors? Probably varied a lot by location, but I would guess a lot more than the average adult these days. The walk to the outhouse or whatever must have been a common one. Then there was the mammoth chase.

SPEAKING OF CHANGES…

We are nearly double an average years tornado’s reported so far. Who knows if that will have any bearing on from now on this year?

New wildflower below cat tail. Small yes, but a fine little flower nevertheless. A shriveled by the sun evening primrose to the upper left, and part of fleabane’s flowers in upper right. This is in a shallow soil part of the yard. Cat is a camera hog.

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Have a sunny Sunday in you view of things.

FOUND THEN LOST

There you were

hidden by leaves

covered in dust

.

You were somebody

then a memory

then a nobody

.

It will all be

on your shoulders

there as you lay down

eyes closed forever

your tags will drift

backwards

.

History will be

your last hiding place

until by this accident

your fall off a shelf

what is left of you

before me silent

.

Now here you are

again out of nowhere

I don’t know what to say

your footnote there on a page

your leaflets are blowing away

.

I do no longer see the point

where you came from

what you were doing

how you were undone

by the eraser of fear

.

Your first name it says

was Bill

and your last

Rights

and your middle name

hardly makes sense;

of

.

Of what?

For whom?

of when to where?

.

I see you receding

while we are speeding

away.

OBAMA, CLINTON, VS. MCCAIN

POLLS

A poll on the news today, has Republicans believing Obama has a near 3 to 1 advantage to Clinton in a contest with John McCain. At least that is what I thought it meant, as I only saw one second of that poll on the screen. Instantly they went to a whole different poll about a different angle on who would win if they were caught balancing a ball on their nose. Might as well have been.

A poll by any other name would smell as sweet?

Now this is a new poll so up to date, it has not been taken yet!

It has just been determined that the election for president is officially over. The winner will be Poll Poll, by a wide enough margin to keep the presidency from now on.

50+ years and I have never been asked.

I took a poll on that. It was determined I do not fit into any worthwhile demographic. So I commissioned another poll that said; Would you put this guy into a polls data base if you were given a dollar after? No. So that poll, which used to be highly reliable, has been determined to have somehow gone berserk.

Then I commissioned a similar one that said; Would you put this guy into your polls data bank if he we gave you one thousand dollars and promised he would say you are the best person there ever was. Well! Jackpot! A whopping 99%, almost as pure as Ivory Soap, said unequivocally; “Heck Yes!

Now I am polled all the time and never have any money. Soon the phone will be cut off.

This story is true! Only it is all a big fat lie.

Well that is yet another lie.  Only the part from the nose balancing down is a fib, or as a focus group suggested; a misstatement.

Thanks for answering our call.

Your check will be in the mail.

Just look into the crystal POLL

BLOG WITH HAT

HAT ON BLOGGER

Sometimes it is necessary to blog with a hat on. Like when you just take a flowers photo, then hurry it onto your blog for some gardener ideas of urgency.

Yeah. That sounds like an explanation that might work on someone.

Actually, I was just out in the sun. Of course.

But, there is now a whole new world of clothing for the do it yourself blogger, the independent blogger, unafraid of what the world thinks of how they look and what they wear. The; I did it my way bloggers. A whole catalog just for these maverick minds of the nether under ether cyber space worlds. Where we blog in the same space but not the same place. Or is that time? Clothes even for those who blog in the nude, or never blog on Sundays. We have got the outfits to make those other independent one of a kind bloggers jealous!

BE THE FIRST ON YOUR BLOG TO BLOG IN STYLE!

Watch your stats soar!

How will that graph portray your billion visits a day? A line to the moon! Alice. (Honeymooner’s reference.)

Who knew that with just the right attire, you could become the penultimate blog?

Not me.

NATIONAL POETRY MOTH

NATIONAL POETRY MOTH

Would it be the moon

or a shimmer of your wing

I come to the light

at the tunnel end of darkness

I come into you

the dream

and I receive pain

the light blinds

but still I persist

your appeal is addiction

I live in resignation

to the fate of attraction

I could not resist

typing into fire

becoming gas and ash

all to be more near

to bring into my eyes

the light that you are

the pain I ignore

for it comes with life

but why must I

live just to die?

Oh?

You said poetry month!

Forget about it.

SLEEPING WILDFLOWERS

I took this last night of Arizona golden poppies. They grow wild here and there in the yard.

closed for the day.

SEVERE WEATHER HAPPENEING NOW, 3-31-08

IN CASE YOU DO NOT KNOW, CENTRAL MISSOURI AND ARK. VICINITY, INCLUDING TULSA, OK, YOU KNOW WHATS ARE ON THE LOOSE.

Try to have a weather radio or check out radar, it is easy on the Internet.

This weather system is moving east-northeast, so watches may spread that way.

SOMETHING HAPPENS LATE INTO THE EVENING

Most times on my stats, at the bewitching hour of 5pm, the new WordPress day begins. I enter the the next day. From 5 until 9 pm my time, there is little activity to my blog, then often around ten pm, my time (1am east coast), over about an hour or two, visits multiply 3-5 times. Are the vampires on-line then, the evening shift home, the English or South Africans waking? Maybe insomniacs have found a cure? Could be my blog causes people to pass out. Might be the final destination of sleep walkers. Somethings up.

It is kind of nice to know when I am ready for a last movie to end the day, or listening to music and maybe reading or in a final discussion, that somewhere in the great unknown webby tube thingy, someones are paying a visit.

We would not be where we are without you!

But where are we?

ANTI WHITE HANDS

FIRE spit out of my fingers

onto a wall without reason

a hand could send signals

through time

through lives

and all for the freedom

of taking a look

doing something

outside myself

on a cave wall

a living memory

the underside of a cliff

I touch you, see

out of nowhere

I reach you with just one clue

we contact outside of time

was it a minute

a while

a brief forever

does it matter?

.

.

.

(hand prints and all colors done by me with concrete impregnated with dye)

TORN TO THUNDER

 

 

 

Logic held out its shredded hands

amid posture and probability

fear came on as kindness

and deliberation

had triplets

a clown

the mirror

and the mighty wind

.

Reason was left holding back

brimstone hailed emotions

insecurities golden calf

wore a mask of goodness

of honor and most noble cause

a black vortex was called rose

siphoning up compassion

condemning empathy

as if they were

illegitimate children

wards of the welfare state

expected to clean and care for

any hand that held enough money

.

Spinning up worried elites propaganda

pundits guided a groomed church choir

common folk packed into position

received their new commands

to march in loyalties blindfold

when a dark root cellars depth

would have held them more true

 a better company that the proud

.

Logic’s air had become vacated

its home left in morbid curiosities

dreams now mixed in with detritus

insulation and roofing shingles lost

were nailed over hearts left hard

now pierced by rusted anger

.

What had been always true

of truth and of loves way

looked for evidence

any kind of history

even one memory

amidst the sorry

cacophony

.

We wailed

we looked for

what survived

of actuality

but alas

from the sky

came the echo’s

of each possibility

emaciated

by hate

by life itself

torn to thunder

.

 

TODAYS WILDFLOWERS

Today, these were growing and shining up on the side of the driveway.

and wider view.

These close up at night.

I was chasing a photo of a butterfly with the zoom on. The insect and vinca with flowers is a bit blurred.

There were two butterfly’s, both reacting to my presence, so I swung the camera up from the waist to be a real wild west gunslinger—-not!  But I caught one of them.

BEEN WEEDING AGAIN

ANOTHER DAY ON THE NATIONS END LINE

With winter rains an evaporating memory, mementos were left behind which I now collect.

Now I need to get the ground wet to insure sufficient root out of an often hard clay soil. Do this now before they have gone to seed. Many around here use the weed whacker in summer, assuring that I will have much future labor for my ideas to sift through come next spring.

This year my neck is way the worse for looking down so much. I must be sure what I am pulling is what I want to leave and not some of the near look alike’s that I prefer, mostly for their flowers, foliage and how they do not “take over” and not allow the variety I like in the more groomed area around the house. I always prefer a “natural” look, as if I had nothing much to do with it.

I am also progressing slowly on a masonry improvement project, not now likely to be finished by an upcoming family visit. I often use visiting times as motivational nudges to do a few things for home improvement. I get to enjoy the change along with everyone else. I have to bust up some concrete to get at plumbing under a patio and block wall. Then fix it, add some supporting features to make up for whomever designed it all inadequately. Then I will stucco it in a manner to make it look more like my adobe walls around the place.

I will be thinking of you all on the Internet and its vast array of tubes and things. If I gather up comments, I will weed through them much like I would real world items.

I trust you are one of the flowers.