August 11th, 2008
From techie-buzz.com:
Here is what Word Press Automatic Upgrade does;
1. Backs up the files and makes available a link to download it.
2. Backs up the database and makes available a link to download it.
3. Downloads the latest files from http://wordpress.org/latest.zip and unzips it.
4. Puts the site in maintenance mode.
5. De-activates all active plugins and remembers it.
6. Upgrades wordpress files.
7. Gives you a link that will open in a new window to upgrade installation.
8. Re-activates the plugins.
The plugin can also can be run in a automated mode where in you do not have to click on any links to go to the next step.
Yeah, doesn’t tell you the most important part. THIS KICKS ASS. It took me forever to upgrade last time, and Fantastico screwed me up last time…overall highly reccomended, and totally awesome! Now to see about upgrading to Comicpress…
July 26th, 2008
I’ve been given the notion that I should start a webcomic, since my random ramblings are, by popular vote, entertaining…well fine, I’ll give it a shot, I’m not making any promises though… it might have to wait until I get a pen tablet, since scanning crap is a pain in the ass, and even if, id rather trace over them on the pc…here’s something I stitched together after battling my pencil’s abject humiliation at being in contact with any form of media:
July 22nd, 2008
I’ve never seen such a beautiful city…
a subtle place…here you catch the pulse quickly, you feel it, it is thrown at you in the street, stuck up out into your face…not a bad thing, for a city to have a pulse like that, by comparison, the big apple is hopped up on amphetamines…not so Chicago, it simply leaks age and brick, hugged by placid towns equally leaking pleasantry and culture… a walk is drifting into a warm sensation of time without erosion…
it is quite possible not a single inch of the sidewalks has not been trodden, not one brick at street level untouched by the grazing hands of movie-goers…a layer of life leaks off the city, even the gutted and abandoned factories, grinning like so many skeletons baring glass teeth…the skips and screams of children playing in the wade-pool while the gaily grinning obelisk spits water on their heads…that is love you cannot find here, Chicago waters its children and they dance in the nightlight…
July 4th, 2008
All right, now I guess I’m really starting this up again. No, this isn’t like that time I said I would build a rocket ship to Jupiter using Dr. Pibb and Funyons. Apparently its illegal to drive while under the influence of rocket fuel.
