My host saved my blog yesterday from the never ending peril of me screwing with it by beginning a major upgrade on my server. They must have seen me coming.
They’re upgrading the hardware, upgrading and tweaking the Linux kernel, replacing the old hard drives with new SSD’s, etc, etc and they began this endeavor by upgrading the MySQL database to the latest version. So bye-bye blog for most of the afternoon thus keeping it from my ever present pestering. Hey, I like that; Ever present pestering. Has a nice smooth sound to it doesn’t it?
To get back to the point, my big plan was to get to work on those little lost widgets and the restoring thereof especially the one that had to do with this blog being the “Dog’s Bollocks“. One must have one’s priorities in order after all.
Maybe if I sneak up quietly I can log in to my Admin before my host notices and decides to work on something else?
What you need is a decent, reliable hosting company.
*cough, cough, cough*
Reliable hosting? If I did, would I be considered an Irish blogger then or rather an Irish hosted blogger? Would I have to learn Garlic or would everything I publish be automatically translated? Would my posts then have an accent and/or have this obsession to go off line and head to the nearest pub? These are the kind of questions that must be asked you know.
You would be considered an Honourary Irish Blogger and an Irish Hosted Blogger. You wouldn’t have to learn Garlic, but you would be obliged to head off down to the pub each evening for a few Guinness.
Ah, that would be worth it then. Unfortunately we (the wife and I) just renewed for another two years. I’d say up-time for our host is around 92% or so. Once that contract is up though I’ll come for a visit and work out a deal with you over a pint or two or three. Ah, to heck with the deal and I’ll pay the going price. I’ll just take the pints and enjoy it.
Excellent use of the verb ‘To bollix’, Mr. M. You’re a true Irisher
Hey K8,
Could ya’ email my reply back to me to your comment here? I lost it (and two others) when I had to rebuild the database. I’d sure appreciate it since I can’t remember what it was.
Aaarrghh… it’s vanished into obscurity! I can’t remember what your reply was either so I will make up my own in its place though it can’t be nearly as good as the original:
Conjugation of the verb ‘To bollix’
I bollix it up.
You bollix it up.
He/She bollix’d it up.
We bollix it up.
They bollix it up.
You all made a bollix of it. You’re fired.
The study of bollix: Bolloxomalology.
K8,
Nice conjugating there. Beauty and brains is such a lovely combination.
And I’ll add one just for the fun of it…
Bollixophobia: The fear of bollixing things up?
There’s more!
Bollocking: A severe telling off.
Doggerel Bollocking; A severe telling off about bad poetry.
Nothing worse than bad poetry for sure. Vogon poetry especially.
K8, you out-bollixed me. I bow to your bollixy superiority. No…wait…
Bollixy: The act of bollixing.
Prenuptial Bollixuemonia: Coming down with the flu the day before your wedding.
Or perhaps I’m stretching things a bit?
Hee hee!
Say the following ten times fast:
“He rattled his bottles off Rollick’s walls.”
K8,
Okay, I’ve been trying for two days now. I admit it…I can’t. I end up laughing too hard.