In Time We Won’t Be Here

I often think about the future and history. They aren’t opposites really. The future becomes the past and the past inspires the future. But, in between, what do people in the future think about people in the past? All the things we have written… will anyone read them?
That bugs me. People may or may not read what I write now. Somehow it matters more that someone reads it all in the future. Of course, that means it has to be available to be read in some format. I don’t think it will be. I’m not that important or especially brilliant to be preserved for future generations. It all winds down to a popularity contest in the end. Kind of sad. Being popular doesn’t make what you say any better or smarter. Likely it gets edited to suit the popular opinion so the popular people keep being popular.
In the end, will anything kept from our time matter? If it is all based on popularity – how bland that will be.
Time will tell – that is such a great phrase. But, in time, we won’t be here to talk about it.

Strangers in Your Dreams

Everyone does dream, even if you believe you have never dreamed, you do. People may not remember their dreams when they wake up. I begin to forget even vivid dreams once I’m awake. It bugs me. Some of the dreams are pretty great, some a very weird and some can be scary or at least mysterious.

Can you still remember the oddest dream you ever had?

What person would you never expect to see in your sleeping dreams?

You may think about famous people in your daydreams but it’s more interesting when someone famous, unusual or fictional turns up in our dreams.

I had a dream where I was doing something with Keanu Reeves. I can’t remember what we were doing now. Other people were there, people I do know, people I can remember from the past (some of them deceased now) and people I don’t remember at all.

Crossposting from WordPress to Blogger

I’m not a great coder (by far) but… I’d like to work on a plugin which would let me crosspost WordPress posts over to Blogger. Not full posts and not every post automatically, just summaries of selected posts to specific Blogger sites I have. I know part of the reason I want this is just because I don’t like seeing Blogger slowly fade away. That bugs me.

In the more practical sense, it would be a simple way of having links back to your posts. My idea is to have very tight niche blogs on Blogger and just direct the posts relevant to those niches over from my WordPress sites. I think it would work very well at directing traffic over and around.

I just have to find a plugin to do it. No luck so far – though I did find a new one to try today. I expect the end will be me trying to DIY. BloggerAPISource: Blogger API v3 | Blogger Developers Network

Readmill Widget

Readmill Widget (deprecated) — Jetpack for WordPress.

The Readmill widget was officially depreciated from JetPack July 2014. Two years ago there was a post to the WordPress forums about the retired Readmill widget sticking around. The answer then was – remove it from your widget sidebar. However I don’t have it in my sidebar. It’s just sitting there in my widget list, still there.

Of course, it’s mainly cosmetic. But… it does make me wonder why no one has taken it out. How many WordPress and JetPack updates have there been since July, 2014?readmill retired widget

What other old junk has been left in the code? Stuff you wouldn’t know to look for if you wanted to clean it up. I do try to clean my database. There is only so much I can do. This little widget bugs me, even though it shouldn’t be that big of a deal. It bugs me because I wonder why no one has removed it?

Why JetPack? Is it purely sentimental reasons?

From the Endless Bucket of SEO Comment Spam


I know you have seen this same post in your comment spam. Sometimes I read them before flushing them. This one bugs me. It assumes we are all writing for SEO. As if writing were just a formula of HTML. Writing, making sense, having a voice or something to write about means nothing. You could write gibberish as long as you throw in keyword gibberish and use bold and italics and various sizes of headers.

Too shallow to be sustainable

Stuff like this makes us all seem worthless.

Stuff like this makes it seem it really is all about money.

Stuff like this is why people don’t read and have the attention span of a potato chip.

Don’t become part of the problem. Keep writing for human readers. Let Google find you because someone actually read your work and thought you were great.  Anything less is too shallow to be sustainable. 

Where Did “Piss Poor” Come From?

Where did “piss poor” come from?

If you’re young and hip, this is still interesting.


Us older people need to learn something new every day…

Just to keep the grey matter tuned up.

Where did “Piss Poor” come from? Interesting history.

They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot.

And then once it was full it was taken and sold to the tannery…

If you had to do this to survive you were “Piss Poor”. But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot…

They “didn’t have a pot to piss in” and were the lowest of the low.

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it, think about how things used to be.

Here are some facts about the 1500′s

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June.. However, since they were starting to smell, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor.

Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water.

The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water,

Then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children.

Last of all the babies.

By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.

Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water!”

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath.

It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof.

When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying, “It’s raining cats and dogs.”

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.

This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed.

Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection.

That’s how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt.

Hence the saying, “Dirt poor.” The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery In the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing..

As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.

(Getting quite an education, aren’t you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.

Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers In the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day.

Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while.

Hence the rhyme:

“Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.”

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special.

When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off.

It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.”

They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.

Those with money had plates made of pewter.

Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death.

This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status..

Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle,

And guests got the top, or the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky.

The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days..

Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.

They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up.

Hence the custom; “holding a wake.”

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people.

So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave.

When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell.

Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, “saved by the bell” or was “considered a dead ringer.”

And that’s the truth.

Now, whoever said history was boring!!!

So get out there and educate someone!

Share these facts with a friend.

Inside every older person is a younger person wondering,

“What the heck happened?”

We’ll be friends until we are old and senile.

Then we’ll be new friends.

via Where Did “Piss Poor” Come From? | Green Living History.

Mundane Things

Logic, common sense and all those mature and sensible things don’t apply when it comes to the ordinary things that for some reason you just don’t like. What common, mundane stuff bugs you, disturbs you? You might think it is so silly you don’t even tell friends and family. Here is your chance to air out your feelings. Write about the ordinary things you just can’t deal with in an ordinary way.

via – 8 Mundane Things That Make me Highly Uncomfortable chookooloonks :: discover your superpowers :: karen walrond.

Mine are:

Sharp Things Near Skin – I would not say I am afraid of needles, exactly. But, seeing something sharp like a needle, or a knife, near human skin makes me want to crawl out of my own skin. I can deal with the raw carcass of a turkey at Christmastime, pulling out the giblets, washing out the insides… I don’t know why puncturing the skin of something living makes me so squeamish.

Peanut Butter – I don’t like the way it fills your mouth with it’s smell. As if the thickness of the paste wasn’t enough it even has to take your breath away with the thick scent of it. I do like peanuts, unsalted. I will even have peanut butter cookies because the thick smell is diluted and does not bother me so much then.

Those are the only two I can think of right now. I’m sure there are more. We all have our little oddities after all.


Judging Criteria

HubPages is having a writing contest. But, the judging criteria aren’t all about writing a good post, for readers. They want a crappy SEO title. Not a title that might interest or intrigue readers, no… just something spammy for search engines. This bugs me! Plus, they want people to use their own photos yet HubPages doesn’t want people to retain copyrights to their images. A bit backwards then to suggest people use their own photos. They also like video in posts. I very much hate video posts, or video in post, so that just won’t be happening on any post of mine.

Mainly, I admit, the SEO stuff irks me. It always has. It’s so artificial and phony. I did change my title to something boring and bullshitty, just to give my post a touch more chance. I don’t really have much chance. There is only so much artificial junk I can stand. Besides, the idea was to answer a question posed on the site. So, unless I pretty much ignore the original question and go spinning off on a tangent of my own… I’m doomed to be writing about a topic that has been written about before, frequently.

Don’t knock tangent spinning though. At least that wouldn’t be a boring blah blah blah SEO post.


  • The extent to which the entry accurately answers the Question asked
  • The presence and quality of original photos and video
  • Whether the entry is on a long-tail, niche topic that has not been extensively covered online
  • Whether the entry has a search-friendly title (mirrors common search terms)
  • Excellent writing (proper use of grammar, capitalization)
  • The entry’s uniqueness (not copied or paraphrased from elsewhere online, full of details, examples, names, and figures)
  • Attractive formatting (avoidance of excessive link, eBay, or Amazon capsule clutter, excessive bolding or italics, and all-caps)
  • Judicious use of relevant capsules (original photos [especially your own], video, maps, tables, links, etc.)

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Invent a New Kick on an Old Gumshoe

There have been all kinds of private detectives, investigators and amateur sleuths in fiction. It would be hard to come up with a completely new character. But, if that were your challenge… what can you come up with? To give you an idea here are some practical links for people who really are interested in a career as a private investigator.

It’s too much of a stretch to create a private detective as a baby. Though it would be interesting to work out the bugs on that idea, it just seems too much to expect a baby to get around well enough to get the job done. Not to mention the language barrier.

So my idea for a new detective is a teenager, a girl but not at all the Nancy Drew type. This girl is into body art and dresses all in black. People tend to cross to the other side of the street to avoid her. She’s actually very clever but hides it, not wanting to look geeky to her friends. Some how she gets wrapped up in a mystery to help a friend or neighbour.

Invent your own detective, give it a try.

To Bookmark or Not to Bookmark

When you’re reading a book do you mark it with a real bookmark or do you stick random things in them?

I like having a bookmark but they tend to wander off. I had one I especially liked but it fell apart in my purse. First the tassel unraveled and then the cardboard part had several inner purse traffic accidents. I didn’t throw it away, it’s in a drawer or some other purse, somewhere. Right now I’m using a freebie bookmark with the promotional ad copy from the store where I bought my last new book. I like it cause I won’t feel bad when it gets lost or wears out. Yet, it feels like a real bookmark instead of folding over the corner of the page I’m reading, sticking a napkin in it or some other random, appropriately flat object.

Now the other question, bookmark related, sort of… have you ever used your book to squish a bug? Emergencies count. Have you ever squished a bug inside the pages of your book? I have done that. I was reading and quite happy, not bothering the bugs of the world. A little flying thing began to crawl over the page I was reading. So, when it got the the end of the print I closed the book, firmly and made sure to press it all over the bug area. So there is at least one book out there that has the carcass off a bug. I wonder if anyone noticed. It was a very small, delicate bug after all.