Twisted Spinster

I can tell you right now that when I was a child I’d have died rather than allowed myself to be dressed up like I dwelt in the Littlest Whorehouse in Texas. Hell, I felt enough on display in the “Princess Available as Future Wife ‘N’ Mom” gear my doting parental units decked me out in. At least the W & M brigade got guaranteed homes and male shelf-installing help (at least until divorce became the latest thing, and then there was at least the sop of alimony); what do budding young hookers get to hope for? That they’ll be lucky enough to land a pimp who won’t beat them when he’s high?

You stay classy, moms of America.

Really, I have all these things I want to post about.

(Falls into a coma.)

Ha ha! Kidding! Seriously, I’ve got posts percolating, ideas about the site floating in the ether, etc. I’ve had complaints about the sepia colors and the tiny comment box; I may be getting to the latter soon — I like sepia tone myself. Well, we’ll see. In the meantime, carry on chatting — I’ll get to approving new people as soon as possible.

Hm. Trying this new look out. It’s kind of antiquey, sorta Victorianish of not as Steampunky as I wanted. Also I fear it’s a bit too busy. It has all these “widgets,” whatever they are.

So. Okay? Too busy? Crashes your browser? (In which case, you can’t tell me can you…)

The NYT jumps on the Steampunk bandwagon.

(Via the Flea.)

PS: thanks everyone for your generous donations! Oh, and just a reminder to the trolls and gloaters who have been trying to post and trackback and otherwise bring attention to their own pitiful, sour little corners of the web: your comments and trackbacks will be deleted and your memberships roundfiled; I have no interest in anything you have to say.

Evening Update: ooh, when I take over the earth and implement my Reign of Terror Trembling and Delight, the offices in my Secret Underground Lair will look like this. (Via John Weidner.)

I’m not the only one moving — Tim Blair has been enticed over to the Dark Side and has moved his blog over to the Daily Telegraph. On the bright side, this will bring all sorts of good things Tim’s way monetary and prestige-wise, and he will no longer have to depend upon my increasingly erratic web skilz to keep things moving. On the less bright side, he will no longer be part of the Spleenville Army! (Sob, sniff.) But time marches on, and we must all occasionally bow to the forces of Progress and Rupert Murdoch.

Naturally Tim’s friendly commenting hordes have already attempted to comment at the new site, but as they are still (apparently) working the bugs out the comments are all still languishing in the Telegraph monitoring system. Therefore I declare this site open to commentary — on anything and everything, not just Tim’s move. It’s Open Blog Night at TS! All you have to do is register, if you haven’t already. Only your first comment will be held in moderation — once you’re in, your comments will appear immediately.

More changes, possibly: in case you haven’t noticed, things have been kind of dull around here lately. Various issues have been distracting me, so I haven’t been writing as much. That will change soon, I hope, but in the meantime I have actually been considering setting up guest bloggers here. Or I may just can this site and make a whole new one that will be multiple blog — I haven’t decided yet. Anyway, go ahead and register to comment here if you haven’t already (handy registration link at the very bottom of the screen, or at the bottom of the side menu if I change to a different theme). And a small donation via Paypal or the Amazon thingie wouldn’t hurt either…

Update: oh, and apparently I’m a “cult figure” in Australia. Ah, yes, exactly to plan… (cue mad laughter)

Second update: blush. One correction: I’m not working at Walmart anymore. I managed to get a full-time job at a local flight school so I will be getting some real paychecks in Real Soon Now. I thought of keeping the Walmart job part time because I do need the extra cash, but it just wasn’t possible. I’ve never been a tower of physical strength, and two jobs, once of which would have me on my feet for hours, would have landed me in the hospital.

Update the Third: just tweaking the site design to make it more readable. Opinions welcome.

Update the Fourth: ooh, I got my first troll in a while? Anyone remember “Phil Graham”? I don’t, really — but the “Timmmaaaayyy” in his comment (which of course I deleted) was a clue that he was one of the really pathetic trolls. I guess he thought he’d be able to just post freely here? What a loser. Let’s see if his pointless insults get through on Tim’s new site. So far I’ve only seen one snippy “no evil fascist Andrea to crush dissent” comment over there.

Fifth update: I’m about to go to bed, folks, so any new comments may not appear for a few hours. I’ll get you in in the morning, but then I have to go to work, and I don’t have access to the blog from there, so there will be more delays for any new commenters. But eventually you’ll all get on, so be patient!

Oh — except for the pathetic, no-life-having troll “Phil Graham,” who by the way for a lefty seems to have the usual “progressive” contempt for actual working people. His latest (deleted, of course) comments are mocking me for not being an actual flight instructor — which I never said I was — and asking if I was a greeter or shelf-stocker at Walmart. Actually I was a cashier. I wonder what sort of jobs actually meet with Mr. Graham’s exalted approval — I’m guessing the list is a narrow one indeed, and is probably restricted to the areas of leftist politician, leftist academic, leftist journalist, and no doubt his own “career” of unemployable 500 lb dole recipient.

One more — I leave you tonight with this gift — it’s Phil Graham, who is not a virgin!

I don’t know if it can deflect bullets or leap a tall building in a single jump, but it sure looks cool.

By the way, let me remind everyone now that May is my birthday month.

(Via the Flea.)

It’s a studio, so it’s smaller and cheaper and easier to care for, but that’s not it. The reasons so far:

My tiny kitchen has more cupboard space — and a pantry! — than the previous kitchen. So I’ve sacrificed some floor space; so what, it makes it that much easier to fill the cat’s water bowl.

The hot water stays hot for ages. In the previous place I was lucky if I’d get fifteen minutes of actual hot water in the shower with the super water-saver shower head I installed myself. Here I use the gusher that came with the apartment and I can stay in the shower as long as I want.

More reasons later, as I realize them.

Update: okay, one more reason — trains! I’m right next to the tracks here. Since the railroad runs right through the middle of Orlando there’s no complete escape from train sounds, but now I get them up close and personal. Call me crazy, I love the sound of trains

I’m back online, finally. That’s all I’ve got to say for now — I’m still exhausted. I figure I’ll recover from this move sometime in June. Or maybe August.

So it’s not easy moving from one apartment to another when one has a three-day migraine, who knew? To make a long story short, I had to take a day off from work in order to get the rest of my crap out of my old place. Also I’m having a bit of a bleg, since as usual moving was more expensive than planned and I am just a little bit tapped out. (PS: to the person who donated recently, thank you! I can’t send a thank you via email right now as I don’t have my own internet hookup yet.)

Okay, enough futzing around — back to the salt mines.