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March 03, 2006: This and that

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After I upgraded to the newest version of MoveableType a month or two ago (thanks to the talents of my very patient husband) I noticed that I was getting quite a bit of comment spam. A LOT of comment spam, actually. And the new version doesn't synch with the Blacklist plug-in I'd had for the old version, so even though with the new version I've set all comments to require approval before they're posted, it was still a lot of comments to wade through, trying to pick out the real ones from all the riff raff.

And then it occurred to me that I haven't shut off comments on older entries in quite a while, and in fact, all those comments were coming on only older entries, so I went through a very tedious process of shutting off comments on every single entry for the past six months (which is how long it's been since I did this last), and have come to the realization that I am just going to have to do this once a month, and that only a month's worth of entries can ever be active for comments from now on.

It is worth noting that I have not received a single piece of comment spam since I did this.


The other night I was standing at the kitchen sink, rinsing dishes before putting them in the dishwasher. We've got a garden window right over the kitchen sink, which looks out over a patch of the back yard we've not really touched - mainly it's served as a place to stack random bricks and stones left over from our previous landscaping endeavors, and it's also where the trash cans live. So I wasn't exactly expecting to see anything moving out there, which is why it startled me enough that I apparently gave a little yell.

Somewhere out there, some kid is really upset that their mylar birthday balloon escaped. It had obviously been floating around a while, since it was hovering just at window height. It only hovered there a few seconds before it spiraled out of sight. I have no idea where it eventually ended up - it's been awfully windy lately, so by the time either of us could have stuffed our feet into shoes and gone to fetch it, it was long gone.

I think I'm just glad that it wasn't one of those bright yellow smiley face balloons. It was bad enough I was confronted with a shiny birthday cake; it would have been worse to have suddenly seen a face peering in.

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