laurenisms

… if this keeps up I am going to be eating Vietnamese food like every day this month. Every time I type it I’m like, mmm, pho! I love pho.

Anyway, I made up* NaPhoPoMo and I am also going to make up the rules!

1. Take a postable photo every day.
2. Try to post it that day. If not, post it as soon as possible afterwards.

Um … that’s it?

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* Sort of. Other folks are doing it too but this doesn’t seem to be the universal name for it; at least, googling for it doesn’t come up with anything authoritative. Anyone know a better/more standard name?

Check it out, I have working comments now!!

(I just hope my RSS feed is still the same address …)

I am thinking I will do a photo a day for the month, at least. The challenge will be to find subjects other than food, chickens, and dogs.

I am also going to try to migrate this way-old WP install to a fresh new install on a fresh new server with a different host, so if there is some down time, that’s why. If it fails I will just switch back to the old host and everything should work … I hope. But I’m backing everything up extensively, anyway.

So I started this post a while ago, intending to post it on a slow day when I didn’t have anything to talk about:

One sad thing about not posting very often for, like, two years: my search word reports, listing the search terms that folks were looking for when they got to my site, are not as entertaining as they used to be (and I’m sure they were only funny to me, in the first place). I shall have to come up with more incongruous phrases to combine in amusing ways in order to boost my enjoyment of my search word reports.

reqs	search term
1	lauren 32 ruby tuesdays
1	wauna lake
1	i’ll never dance for another
1	laurenisms
1	‘ll be dancin’ on a pony keg

But now I have a funny update so I have to post it now even though I just posted yesterday! Went to check my logs again, just for fun, and I found this most excellent query that led someone to me: cower before my awesome stew.

In light of last night’s very successful oxtail stroganoff with fresh pasta from the market, and tonight’s impending butternut squash and garlic soup, I find this particularly pleasant.

Several weeks ago I started keeping a real journal. On paper and everything! My archivist brain was sad about not having anywhere to put my artifacts, like museum ticket stubs and receipts from delicious dinner. So I bought the large version of my favorite Moleskine, with nice big pages between which to store artifacts, and I’ve been writing in there. I intended it to fill a different purpose than this site; I just want to use it to recap the things for which I am keeping artifacts, like when folks visit from out of town and we go do Seattle-things, or we have a particularly nice dinner. (OK, I will just admit it: the delicious dinner I have now mentioned twice was at Le Pichet, with which I am now obsessed.) I also thought that maybe becoming more dedicated to chronicling things would make me write here more often. Alas and alack, this has not been the case. I apologize, if any of you are still out there …

In ongoing and surely fascinating toe news, it is not broken. I did get to have exciting x-rays, though! It was fun, though I felt silly for making a big deal over a toe. There was no definitive toe injury, it just hurt when I came back from a longish (for me) run. Other toes hurt, too, so I didn’t think anything of it, but then the other toes got better, and the big toe did not get better. So I had x-rays and they probably stood around and laughed at the crazy hypochondriac lady when they examined them. I went back in to a regular doctor a week later because fine, I can accept it not being broken, but it still hurts, y’all. The (cute!) doctor did various amusing things like poke it, push it, pull it, twist it all around, and apply a tuning fork (for serious!) to it. All of these things let him to confirm its non-brokenness, but he, at least, understood the “it still hurts” aspect of the situation: he prescribed me a whole bunch of Advil, which seems to be helping.
The best part is that a couple of days after that, I dropped what I think must have been a 2.5-pound weight on my other big toe. Fortunately I have learned enough to diagnose it as not broken all by myself, even without a tuning fork.

I picked the first tomato from my Very Own Garden earlier this week. It was delicious but its savoring was somewhat lost on G., who is having some bizarro heartburn issues that did not permit him to have more than a bite of it. Hooray, more tomato with salt for me!
I also have a million billion more cucumbers than I could ever possibly eat, and I can eat a lot of cucumbers. Please notify me if you want cucumbers. Please please take the cucumbers.

(Song: “I Wish I Was A Girl,” Counting Crows. I wish Adam Duritz understood the subjunctive.)

A work friend has a WordPress blog with functional comment code, so I got him to send me the code and someday soon I hope I’ll get a chance to try to plug it in here and see if I can make it work. I’m giving up on the comment popup and just aiming for a comment page.

Sorry it’s taking so long to fix.

(Song: Jon Benjamin Band, “What We Need More Of Is Science”)

I got Knitblog up today. Comments over there work, sort of, so I am going to see if I can figure out what’s right over there that’s wrong over here. In the meantime, there is discussion of a cabled hat, with cute pictures. Aww.

(song: “Firefly,” The Plains)

From my search query report on my monthly domain statistics, a list for you of things that people have searched for and then ended up at my site:

• feel me up (3 people searched for this and found me!)
• wel shonion (2 people!)
• fuzzy socks
• sing on key
• hairblog
• wedding flipflops
• joe janes married
• ransom miller
• lauren @ 9:08 pm
• list of ironies
• myself open
• rock&roll haircuts
• ex boyfriend pictures
• stuart ransom miller
• things to do for lauren and simon on a sunday
• rebecca bryant classification
• beast aka management
• procrastination and laziness grad school

The last is, of course, my favorite.

(song: “Deep Dark Well,” M. Ward)

I am having a fight with this blog right now because I cannot figure out what to do to make comments work. I am sure that it’s something very small, and I think it has to do with passing parameters, but I can’t find exactly what it is. It’s making me very frustrated and cranky and not wanting to think about this site at all.

Last night I dreamed about Richmond Fontaine. They were renting a house in Astoria, just for a couple of weeks, and I walked past with someone who commented on a guitar that had been in the window. I asked what was special about that guitar, and whoever it was (I don’t remember; maybe Travis? but why was Travis a guitar nerd?) said “Well, Richmond Fontaine has one and they’ve said they are looking for another.” And I said “Then that means that either Richmond Fontaine is in that house, or someone who might want to sell their guitar to Richmond Fontaine is, so we should go see, in either case.” So we went in, and there was Willy and the rest of the band, and we said hi. They said to me “We saw you walk by with your sister earlier and do a double take when you saw us because you weren’t sure if it was us.” I had forgotten, apparently.
Then later were space aliens that were attacking people, and I had to shoot things and people and then G. was on the aliens’ side and he was going to shoot me so I had to shoot him, but he didn’t die right away, but the wolves were coming so I had to stand there and wait for him to die so that the wolves wouldn’t eat him while he was still alive. I didn’t like that dream.

(song: “Somewhere Near,” Richmond Fontaine)

I? Totally love WordPress. Importing goes like this: export as a .txt; plug the path to the .txt file into a PHP file; click “OK!” And there it is!
Except for the part where now I have to change them all from “uncategorized” to whatever category they belong in, and also change them to the correct author. I might not do this all at once, so don’t be confused if old posts say they are authored by “lauren-import.”

Still haven’t figured out comments.

(song: “Are You Out There?,” Dar Williams)