Judiang Versus the Terrible Time

A week has lapsed since I last blogged. The best intentions, right?  The reason is I’ve been working full tilt on a segment of my Sooper Seekrit Projekt. This project requires a lot of learning on the fly – A LOT, – watching instructional videos, and simply doing by trial and error.  And it has led me back to my ongoing battle with time.

Hourglass on laptopSince it’s only February, I imagine Father Time (why not Mother Time?)  is still a tot stumbling around crying for attention and structure.  I want to make him behave but I’m not good with children, especially the toddler variety. Time isn’t exactly my nemesis but I struggle to keep him to a schedule.  Because of this project, I’ve gone from long naps in the afternoon to staying up until the wee hours primarily because there is so much preparation to finish before I can even start.   I wake feeling harried and tired. Before I can put my feet on the floor, Little Time is up and off to the races again.

I’ve been instructed by well meaning types (who are just naturally organized) to create a set schedule and stick to it.  But Time cries so to watch that extra video, spruce up this blog post one more time, or figure out just what a “headline analyzer” and a “AISEO” are blinking on my WordPress dashboard.  (It just turned green! Is that…good?)  Before I know it, my carefully crafted schedule goes from late to ruined.  And there’s the matter of my creative processes. Ideas and sentences must percolate before I write them.  Even Toddler Time beating on a pan with his spoon can’t rush it.  So whether it’s by allotting bigger time blocks in my schedule, or buying more hours in a day, I’ve got to get a better grip on time management.

So Dear Reader, what do you do to manage your time?

 

Surreal Saturday: Taboo?

Welcome back to Surreal Saturday where I serve up the shocking and the weird.  Today Facebook’s questionable algorithm showed me videos from Cracked.com.  For the uninitiated, Cracked was a comic book dealing in cartoon spoofs and political satire.  It competed with its better known rival Mad magazine.  In the digital age, it transitioned from cartoons to an online video website.  (The demise of the comic form makes me a bit wistful; both magazines raised spoofing to an art form.)

In its usual irreverent way, Cracked.com tackled a subject considered taboo in some cultures but dear to the heart of every child-bearing aged woman everywhere – menstruation.  The best way to take the sting out of a topic is to make fun of it, and Cracked.com comes through.  And since I love the irreverent, here is the full court press on “Aunt Flo.”

Enjoy!

 

I’m Baaaaaaaack! (Once Again)

After not blogging for 3 1/2 years and not having the blog online for 2 1/2 years, I’m back again.  The blog disappeared in August 2018 when I changed web hosts.  Migrating a WordPress blog from one web host to another is NOT as easy as hosts say and I consider myself tech savvy. Just back up the WP site and database, download to a local computer, upload them to the new web host, install, and presto, they said.  Simple, right? WRONG.

I perused the literature, looked at my 3 gigabyte WP directory and opted for the techs to handle it.  Several times the old techs failed in giving me uncorrected files or even all of the files for the new techs to install.  Several fruitless attempts and much aggravation later, I became discouraged and gave up, thinking that I’d probably lost seven years worth of blogging.   Winston, that damn dog also got in the way.  Then I embarked on a Sooper Seekrit Projekt (which I’ll talk about in a later post).  Suddenly I needed my blog online and working.  Oh dear me.  I started again.  However this time some cosmic deity and the planets and sun must have been aligned because techs on both ends finally got the blog online intact.  Things are a mess behind the scenes; the layout is old and dated but the blog is back. Over time you will see changes to make it better – and different.  How so?  Stay tuned.

Since this blog started as a Richard Armitage appreciation site, I’ll leave this picture of him here looking older, wiser and doing his best to weather this pandemic lock down.

Richard Armitage
Richard Armitage courtesy of Gratiana Lovelace’s archives (via @MsSarahLena)