So... hi, then!
Thursday, December 2, 2010 at 12:53AM Welcome to the new Blonde Champagne cave. Put down the candelabra, try to figure out what that dripping noise is, stick around a while.
The bottling operation has moved from WordPress from for a variety of technical reasons, the primary one being that WordPress sucked. It wouldn't let me change the font size. It wouldn't let me place ads. Its small-glasses-wearing creators were forever telling me about this awesome! new! template! which included olive hues paired with orange and sometimes photographs of trees, but never the ability to change the font size or place ads. And I'm dimly aware that yeah, WordPress does allow people to remove the tree picture and stick a flashing reminder to purchase belly fat reduction secrets across the header, but this required some sort of technical knowledge, and also a clump of unicorn mane buried under a half-full moon. I like it here.
So, update those bookmarks-- we're still operating from www.blondechampagne.com, but it might show up in your browser as blondechampagne.squarespace.com or some such. I just don't want you to think I ran off without putting the coffee cake under Ziplock, or something.
drinktothelasses.com goes next at: mbe@drinktothelasses.com
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Ha! As if I know what I’m doing.
Cro-Magnon Man from Accident, New Jersey has saved you on “Favorites,” that much I know how to do (I’m but a few aromatic moments away from the Golden Age of the Life of Abraham Simpson, as far as computers go).
Will your previous work still be available? It appears so.
I do like to reach back into the old BC inspirations: Wrestling with the gallivanting elk above the scorched-earth art retreats of Colorado…your Bonnie & Clydesque escapades with JTP in the town of Texas, Maine in the pre-WordPress Ad-Sabotaged era, etc.
(If I were you, I’d burn the incriminating evidence, or at least scorch it a little around the edges. From your very first sally forth, on February 18th, 2008: “After clicking around a bit & destroying many enemies, I hereby declare that WordPress is precisely one hillion jillion times more awesome than Blogger.” Blogger must have been a permanent High School prom.)
“The Grading of The Advanced Placement Exams” Saga is a classic!
Thank goodness your newly-met friend had brought her camera along. No chance Paris is ever going to be suing Louisville anytime soon, for aesthetic copyright infringements…
Also involved in the mix was my once having taken an AP course in American History.
(Forgive me. This was back in the days when I was trying to get ahead in life.)
When exam day rolled around, the sun rose in the west & everything I had memorized was retrieved in perfect working order & placed on the duly-provided Kaplan paper in exquisitely logical increments of thought & reason.
To this day, my bumptious history teacher –
[Fake bow-tie retirement party held in a dusty old dungeon of a C-List college club not ten steps away from the overwhelming anarchy of a typical Manhattan mega-office building construction site. Have you ever tripped over a stray unseen rebar beam & then slid on dry concrete dust, in the dark, on your way in to a retirement party?]
Has not figured out how I was eventually credited with a perfect score (are they still grading those wingdings on a scale of “1” to “5”?).
We should pause to note that there must have been one test grader in that cavernous room who graded the exam handed in by an AP Art Appreciation Major (Thesis: “The Inspiring Municipal Art of Louisville, A Legacy of The New Deal’s Works Progress Administration of 1933-39, Plus The Rhinestone Horse”).
Now, retro-extrapolating from your eyewitness account of what transpired only a few years ago, I know how this falsely-acquired honor came to pass (the exams conducted in my senior year had been graded by Criminal Justice majors sitting in makeshift, seasick rows in the Kansas City MO stockyards).
Oh for shame. I’m going down to the 1st Precinct & turn myself in. I am a fraud…
Good luck with the new splendor of wherever you are momentarily located on the Internet - about which I have an unshakeable conviction that it is an unacknowledged corporate subsidiary of Outer Space.
Oh, & don’t forget to notify the Securities & Exchange Commission when you acquire more than 5% of The Cave. Dey picky about dem things, you know.
Welcome to your new home!
Thanks, kids. Don, yes, WordPress WAS better than Blogger, in the sense that Blogger made my content completely disappear. So yeah, I'll take the odd tree photographs and the site actually existing over that.
Oh, I wish I could come hold your hand and show you how easy it would be to install wordpress or squarespace on your domain... then those sucky things wouldn't have been an issue! But I hope you are happy over here. Updating my feedreader now!
Whew! I am just glad to know I can still find your wonderful posts. I would cry buckets without that ability!!
Sorry, couldn't remember the recipe for bathub gin. Instead I packed a few bottles of Tequila Cabrito, which is *slightly* less corrosive on your liver.
OK, So before we begin, just a little reminder gang:
I get the top bunk bead