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Site Maintenance
Posted March 7th, 2008 by Dad | Comments (0)
The site will be undergoing some minor maintenance over the next few days. Please ignore the dust and falling bricks.
Site Upgraded
Posted September 9th, 2007 by Dad | Comments (1)
I just did some maintenance on the site, for those who care about such things:
- I updated the theme of the site. Dig the fort in the logo? It is the kid’s fort from the backyard and the inspiration for the name of the blog. There will be some more edits to colors, etc after working with D, but the basic layout is here to stay I expect.
- I imported the old posts from my personal rarely-updated blog which I have now retired. They are dated but I didn’t want to lose them. They start around C’s birth. For those of you subscribing to the site via RSS feeds, you may have a blast of chaos. Sorry ’bout that.
- I added a link to our new photo gallery. There is little content there at the moment, but I am working to import the thousands of family photos we have taken over the years into the gallery. Now the family members who keep asking for photos (understandably) can order prints at will
- Old photos from before D started blogging will not work until I finish populating the gallery.
Pictures update
Posted August 22nd, 2007 by Mom | Comments (0)
I know what the problem is with the pictures. However, I don’t know how to fix it. When I uploaded previous pictures, I was given a “thumbnail” option. When I uploaded these pictures, there wasn’t a thumbnail option. B will help me remedy this and hopefully they will load quicker next time.
I am still learning with this blog. I’m not very good at adding anything to the blog other than words. I’m hoping that B will write out instructions for me for uploading future pictures.
Another reason I need B’s assistance is that the new pictures are taken with B’s advanced camera system and the pictures are very good quality, thus taking up a lot of computer space. I told B that I could reduce the quality to let the pictures load quicker, and he said, “No, I want my pictures to look good on the blog.”
Okay, B, the ball is in your court to help me…
Pictures
Posted August 18th, 2007 by Mom | Comments (0)
Sorry about the last 2 posts. I am trying to download the pictures. The pictures were up, but I downloaded them incorrectly. Am trying hard to quickly get the pictures up because the kids are so darned cute!
Try back soon!
Fuego!
Posted January 6th, 2007 by Dad | Comments (0)
I like Armadillos. They are fun. I had a pet armadillo once. His name was Harvey Loquatous Monkey Ribboard. We called him Mary for short.
He had a shiny coat. Seriously, sequins and everything. It looked stupid on his armor, but I digress.
Mary, well he liked the tequilla to much. One day we found him in the middle of the street - not dead like you would would think, but he was passed out with a bottle of Cuervo empty beside him. Mary liked to share the bottle with the persian cat next door. We called the cat… cat.
Drunken armadillos named Mary are the life of the party, expecially with Persian cats by their side. And I tell you, that armadillo could mambo like no other armadillo could.
One day however, one sad sad day - Mary fell off the wagon - again. Not drunk like you would think, but sober as can be. He just slipped right off the wagon and hit his head on the empty Cuervo bottle lying next to it. That armadillo was never the same again. For the rest of his days he kept walking around town in a dimwitted daze. Every once in a while, when he passed the liquor store, he would gaze inside and a spark of his former self would appear. Mary would do a little jig, spin in a circle, and yell ‘Fuego!’ at the top of his little armadillo lungs…
I guess there is just something about Mary…
