Dear Friends of the Corner, I think I may be in over my head here. We all know that Sarcasmo was the technical support of both this blog and mine. She set them up, and whenever there were any little hitches, I wrung my hands and cursed my wretched fate while she made all the necessary adjustments. She promised that one of these days she would teach me what she knew. I honestly don't know how she came by all this internet savvy. Except that it often strikes me as a foreign language, and she was good with that. Ask her sisters about the time she got them directions in Europe using her high school french.
Now, Blogger has notified me, and the rest of the 5% of their customers who use FTP publishing that they can no longer dedicate their resources to that. So, if I want to continue posting to Sarcasmo's Corner, as well as my own blog, Wednesdays Off, I have to move them.
If it were just Wednesdays Off, I wouldn't care too much. If I screw it up, I can just start over.But that is not an option for the Corner.
I have been doing some research on the site that hosts the blogs, and on blogger. It has answered some questions, but created others. I think there are a couple of things that could happen.
1. I don't do anything. The blog will never be updated, but all of her words will still be there. Not the way I would want it to be, but better than having the whole thing go poof.
2. I find another platform that does support FTP publishing. I am guessing that would require it's own expertise that I don't possess the skills for either. And, who's to say I won't find myself right back in this position in the near future ?
3. I try to move Wednesdays Off first, and if that goes horribly wrong I revert to option number 1. Sounds like a plan except that Wednesdays Off is a sub domain of Sarcasmo's Corner.
I am not sure if they can be separated.
4. I use the migration tool that Blogger is supposed to release tomorrow to relocate Sarcasmo's Corner, and let the chips fall where they may.
What do you think? I would like to back up both blogs before I do anything, but having watched the tutorial video several times, I know that I still don't know what I'm doing. I called the host site support the last time I had a technical problem. I explained the level of my technical prowess. The tech was very nice, and I think he did his best to simplify his answers. It was still beyond me. If you watch The Big Bang Theory, I felt like Penny listening to Sheldon.
I am open to any and all suggestions, and welcome any assistance you can offer. Is there someone, or a service, that I can hire to do this for me ?( while I wring my hands and curse my wretched fate?). If you can help, or you know someone I can contact, please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org .
In case this is my last post here, I wanted to let you know that Slouching Towards Bedlam is, well, Slouching on. Peccable let us in on this news:
A gentleman in Sweden, going for his doctorate in a Studies in
Language and Literature program did an analysis of the Gothic
tradition in what contemporary interactive fiction.
He analyzed 4 pieces, including Slouching, which he did a 30 page
analysis of before comparing and contrasting it with other works,
He compared it to Bram Stoker's Dracula. Can you imagine her joy?
Interest in Slouching has also been expressed by another party for use as an example in a textbook.
If by chance this is the last post, many thanks to you all. For everything.
Sarcasmo was quite enamored of monkeys. For that reason alone she would have been delighted by the baby shower. Monkeys were represented. On outfits with feet, crib sheets and blankets and all kinds of baby accoutrement. She would also have been delighted that the party was for Friend of the Corner Poppy, who was looking all lovely and radiant. There was much of the traditional ooohing & aaahing, and we had cake and got to play with crayons and watercolors before we went home.
According to a few online references, the baby shower was originated in the 18th century by a German silversmith named Franz Schauer , to encourage gift giving by the well do do in New York. Kind of like the way Hallmark has made up holidays to sell greeting cards.
So what essentially began as a marketing ploy was morphed into yesterdays lovely gathering of friends, old and new. And monkeys.
Today is Valentines Day, or as we suggested in a previous post, Compulsory Love day. Sarcasmo was a fan of love, but not so much the day. According to those online references, handwritten valentines gave way to the mass produced variety in the 1800's.
So, baby showers, traditionally a gathering of women were started by a man in order to create a need for his product, and, personally expressed declarations of love were overshadowed by mass produced greetings, both in the Victorian era. That is not what I thought was implied by the term Age of Enlightenment.
Consider yourself enlightened.
Happy Valentines Day.
Much love to Poppy & Feanor and our soon to be here newest Friend of the Corner. May he love monkeys too.