Web Storage Capacity; Thanksgiving Day; The Yard - Chapter LVIV; Lunch; James Bond

Last night, I started to upload a revised version of the home page, but the ftp program kept making weird, rude noises. The accompanying message said something about, "Did I have the appropriate read/write privileges?"

It took me a while to remember that I needed to login to Netdoor and examine the status of my account. I then wandered around until I found the section I needed. There was a cute little horizontal bar graph indicating the storage capacity of my email and web site accounts. I immediately noticed the web site bar indicated my account was 113% of capacity. OOOOOOOOPPPPPSSSSS! Not a good sign!

My first thought was that I've added a lot of graphics lately, and all have been in uncompressed format. So even a relatively small graphic can be 50K, and many of the larger ones were 150K and up. So in glancing at the graphics folders, that exactly what I saw.

I set up a number of folders on the laptop and ftp-ed all the graphics back to my machine. Then erased them from the Netdoor account. So that means that any page with an embedded graphic will have a blank space.

There were several pages that composed of nothing but graphics, so in addition to erasing the graphics, I also eliminated these pages. Now these pages will definitely cause more serious errors. Netdoor, also provides a list of error messages for your web page, and they all involve missing graphics or missing graphic pages.

It must take a while for the Netdoor servers to adjust to such changes, for once I did all this, I never could get back via the ftp utility.

However, this morning, I had no problem, and I'm down to about 45% capacity.

I'm also doing some other streamlining. I've eliminated two sections - Bio and Background. I've never been comfortable with them.

And I've been trying to create a standard format for the home page, quotes, rain speak and lyrics pages. Which I did. A royal pain it was too.

Oh, crap, I feel compelled to do one of those what am I thankful for.

So I'm going to steal some lines from Stephen Sondheim's "I'm Still Here" from his musical "Follies."

Good times and bum times,
I've seen them all and, my dear,
I'm still here.

Plush velvet sometimes,
Sometimes just pretzels and beer,
But I'm here.

Reefers and vino,
Rest cures, religion and pills,
And I'm here

Been called a pinko
Commie tool,
Got through it stinko
By my pool.

Three cheers and dammit,
C'est la vie.
I got through all of last year
And I'm here.

Lord knows, at least I was there,
And I'm here!
Look who's here!
I'm still here!

"A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him by the mild morning air." I was up at the ungodly hour of 8 this morning. I did some of the customary chores inside the house. Then decided I'd attack the back yard again. I snapped off many a broken limb and branch. And using my garden reaching device, I spent about 30 minutes plucking fallen pine branches from the hedge bushes. I was becoming weary of this, so I dragged a couple of trash containers to the front and ceased.

This afternoon, I went back with the long-handled clippers and cut down 40 - 50 small hedge plants, then chopped them up for the rubbish containers. And then I took the pitchfork and filled three containers with roots, limbs, leaves, pine straw and assorted junk. I could, most likely, have gotten more into the containers, but then when you drag them over 300 feet to the street, you realize why you didn't. (I keep telling you the lot is one big ass motherfucker - 325 feet x 90 feet.)

Since my invitation to the Hamptons must have gotten lost in the mail, and Fire Island seems such a cliche, and Key West was booked up, I ate lunch by myself while listening to the Pet Shop Boys' "Very," and looking out the front windows. I might add four of the five cats were strategically .perched around me in case I dropped a crumb. The lunch itself was a take-away container that I picked up yesterday after I had lunch.

I thought of going to see the latest Bond film this afternoon, but I was so drowsy I took a long nap instead.

So far the best line I've heard has been from Dame Judi Dench who said:

The British actress caught a glimpse of the hunky actor's impressive appendage as he was getting dressed in his trailer which was situated opposite her own.

Dench, who plays secret service boss M in the new movie, told Britain's Daily Star newspaper: "It's an absolute monster! Maybe I shouldn't have said that. How uncouth of me!"

PAX!