What a way to spend Sunday! Started feeling really rotten yesterday evening. Got home from our usual Saturday stuff, and went to bed. Well, went to “couch,” so as – hopefully! – not to pass it on the lovely and gracious “Mrs. Just Charlie.” I slept for an hour, was wide awake and freezing for two hours, slept for two hours, then wide awake for three…you get the idea. Got up this morning and went to church, baptized, kind of preached, then headed off to a funeral this afternoon.
Just now back from the funeral, and I now have a fever of about 100.7. So, I’m pretty much packing it in for the evening. Maybe I can sleep…
Anyway, I’m unwinding right now to the Verve Music For Lovers series by some of the great names in jazz from over the years. Pretty good unwind stuff, and especially with Valentine’s Day right around the corner…
I’ve been poking around in my archives, and I found the very first post I ever posted – waaaaaaayyyyyy back in April, 2002!
The very first post was this profound and earth-shattering bit of writing…
well…i’m on…now what? that’s the question i’ll be trying to answer in the days ahead…along with other ones that come to mind…i’ll rant…i’ll rave…i’ll wander around in my head and in my world…and i’ll try to make it worth my time…and yours…stay tuned
Notice the hip and happenin’ all lower-case style. Notice the title of the blog. Notice the tagline…
from the heart for the mind…from the mind for the heart
Wow! Those were the days!
From that late April night almost four years ago, we’ve been from A Boy and His Stuff, through Straddling the Gap, and finally(?) right here to Just Charlie.
In the words of Jerry Garcia, who undoubtedly stole them from Gary Lamb…
What a long strange trip it has been!
I just checked out some of the forums over at WordPress.com, and several people seem to have had the same problems I mentioned earlier when importing Blogger blogs to WordPress.com. The responses seem to be pretty snooty, along the lines of…
Well, you did back up your template and settings, didn’t you?
Well, yes, I did, in fact, back up my template and didn’t expect any permanent damage to my settings. So there!
But anyway, I’m still having a hard time getting the many feeds (why do I have so many feeds, anyway?) to all synch up, so…I’m killing off all but one for right now.
I know it’s a huge inconvenience, and I really appreciate all you who graciously subscribe to my feed and who check in from time to time, but if you don’t mind, could you make sure you’re subscribed to this feed:
BTW, that’s the feed you get if you mash that “Sub with Bloglines” button over to the right.
Some of you know that I’m toying around with the idea of acquiring my own domain name, and moving Just Charlie to WordPress.
Anyway, I had set up a blog over at the .com version, and last night I decided to play around with it a bit and see about importing all my Blogspot posts over there. Easy procedure, no problems. Until I clicked on my Blogspot blog and discovered a message, put there by the WordPress import/export procedure that said my Blogspot blog was inactive but the reader was being redirected to a “much better” blogging service or something.
I discovered today that that import/export procedure also screwed up my feeds and everything else! Man! You talk about hacked off! Now, I’m perfectly aware that I gave the WordPress thingy the “permission” to do whatever it took to import the posts, but I don’t remember any warning or anything that advised me that my Blogspot posts would be gone and my site and feeds disabled.
So, some of you may not get this message, because the feed you’ve graciously subscribed to may not be working properly. So, heartfelt apologies to y’all, and a big fat razzy to WordPress.com!
(One note: Even having railed on the WP.com folks, I still think I like the WordPress software a lot better, and when I do finally make the move to a new domain, etc., I’ll probably go ahead and switch to it as well.)
Heard on the news this morning that Hattie McDaniel, who made a pretty good name – and a pretty good living – for herself playing mostly domestic help (which being translated means “a maid”) has recently been honored with a US postage stamp. The news anchorette this morning mentioned that McDaniel had sometimes been criticized for her acquiescence to playing “stereotypical” characters that somehow demeaned African-American women. Hattie’s typical response to all that is priceless…
I’d rather play a maid than be a maid!
Great quote from one of my favorite actors.
I woke up this morning with a hectic schedule. I planned to head out to the Y early to get my workout in, and then make it to the Serene Bean to meet with some of our folks for prayer.
When I got up, I headed to the old computer to check mail, etc. and discovered that “Customers in the Canton, Georgia area are unable to connect to the Internet because of a network outage.” So off I went to the Y. I got through with my workout, showered, jumped in the truck, got on the road only to find a massive traffic situation between Canton and Woodstock. I was late to the Bean, only to find out that none of my people showed up anyway. (Note to self: I’m not sure, but I think praying scares ’em :))
Still no Internet at home, so off to run some errands. As I was leaving Office Depot, who should I run into but the one, the only KenBob! Long time, no see! We exchanged some pleasantries and agreed to try to have lunch tomorrow. Cool!
I’m back at the Bean now, using their WiFi on a pretty obsolete notebook computer from the church. Still, who am I to complain? It beats having no Internet at home, right?
By the way, we got the lovely and gracious “Mrs. Just Charlie” one of those cool little D-Link USB Wireless adapters for her pretty obsolete notebook computer and it works like a charm – even though the USB ports are not even 2.0 – on her notebook and the old Toshiba from the church.
Some thoughts about and from the Bean, regarding pens, people, and other such stuff later…
…today’s the day. One Welsh scientist has devised a formula that proves January 23 is the gloomiest day of the year. The article also includes these paragraphs…
It might be expected that a formula for unhappiness would be created in Britain. According to Ruut Veenhoven, a sociologist at Erasmus University Rotterdam and creator of a new “life satisfaction index,” Britain is ranked below 20 other nations, including far poorer countries like Ghana, Mexico and Uruguay, when it comes to happiness.
The index, which asked people in 90 countries to rate how happy they were on a scale of 1 to 10, found Malta to be the happiest country, with the United States ranking 13th alongside Guatemala, Norway, and Uruguay.
Oh, if today’s starting out to be just another lousy day, take heart. The happiest day of the year – June 23 – is just six months away. Or you can move to Malta.
Or, in the words of my buddy Phil Gerbyshak…
I challenge you to stop having a nice day and focus on finding the greatness inside of you. Learn how to unleash the power within by improving your attitude, setting goals, and many other nuances that will take your life from nice to GREAT. Great people do great things. Remember, nice guys (and gals) finish last! Don’t settle for nice…Make It Great!