Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Ooo! Look! Social Networking!

So I was on vacation this week, which means I needed to find something to occupy my mind when I wasn't working (because I have one of those jobs where you work from "home", and never get vacation time--ergo, I carted the computer to the beach).

This resulted in two things: first, I started playing with Tumblr (can you say that on Blogger? Will they silently ban me or something? Let's find out). Mostly as a way to post a couple of Instagram pictures I took, since Blogger doesn't have an actual interface with that app. (The other photos were posted only on Twitter; if you care, you can hunt them down; they include an R2D2 made out of sand) (Wait--can you post multiple semicolons in a sentence?) (Wait, how am I going to end this sentence?).

R2D2 (his head caving in) stares at the ocean. As my husband said, "The moisture farm finally kicked in"
 So I'm not sure what I'll be doing with the Tumblr site, other than playing with photography. Though I may use it to write tv reviews, an idea of been playing with. Yeah, I probably spend too much time over at the A.V. Club, but I still think it could be fun.

Anyway, I also started playing with Formspring. So, you know, feel free to ask me questions.

I want to keep this blog focused on Celtic studies, geekery, and Philly. So the Tumblr, that'll be something else. We'll see.

So yeah, I'm not dead or anything.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

About the lack of posting

A few deaths in the family, and my weird, piecemeal job have thrown a spanner into my ability to blog with any regularity. I hope this will change soon.

In the meantime, one of those deaths has inadvertantly given me two things to post about:


  • Here is a video I took at Arlington after the funeral; my husband and I sort of stumbled on the Changing of the Guard ceremony, and I was able to take some video:





  • The relative who died had a scrapbook belonging to her in-laws; it's all postcards that date to about a hundred years ago, including this one:

    Cats With Guns--Yes, They WILL Haz Cheezeburger
      It's rather wonderfully strange, really, for a pun on "Catskill". There are postcards of Dreamland covered in glitter, of the town of Washington, PA (?), and lots of old New York.

  • So as to the second item, I'm thinking of making a new blog about these old postcards--images of them, how you could send one and expect it to get to its destination the same day (as my husband said, "Oh, so it was basically email"), things like that.

    Which doesn't mean I'm abandoning this blog--if anything, I think having a structured blog will help me get my head back into working on this one.