I've been having trouble with the old blog for the past few days. Actually, both of them. I was unable get either of them to display correctly. After much poking around and trying various things - none of which solved the problem and many of which probably came close to making it worse, I finally wrote to my webhost for help. Turns out that I talk too much. (Big surprise there.) I've used up all of the bandwidth allotted for my account.

I was all set to start deleting old posts when they pointed out that I have a couple of hundred Mg being sucked down by unwanted back-up files and a catch-all email account that I didn't even know existed. Deleting those should solve the problems and they're taking care of that for me.

At least for now. I foresee a time, if I keep posting to the blog(s), when I'll be forced to start deleting old stuff.

(I think that if I come in to work 45 minutes early so I can deal with issues involving my personal email and blog problems, I think it's grossly unfair that my boss should choose this day to be the one in sixty when he also shows up promptly in the morning.)

So, what else is new?

Studio 60 continues not to thrill me. I continue to be annoyed. I still maintain there's a great show in there somewhere, but Sorkin, et. al., just haven't identified what it is yet.

We need a lot less of Harriet being a Christian In Hollywood, which was boring after the second time they used it as the focus for an episode, and a heckuva lot less of Jordan's Jeri-Ryan-inspired sexual history, which was painfully awkward when they introduced it and doesn't get any less obnoxious the more they talk about it.

I'm just sayin'. If that's all this show is about, then I'll be tuning out very soon.

Working, as those of you who have known me for years know, on my holiday cards.

(For those of you who have not, annually I inflict the misery of badly designed and haphazardly manufactured "home-made" holiday cards on my nearest and dearest. Originally this was designed as a way to keep my hands busy in the evenings for a month or two in the fall, to cut back on my snacking.

Now I do it because...well, I don't know. It does keep me from eating all evening long, but mostly by now it's kind of a habit. If I were actually "crafty" I might be learning things each year and producing better results with practice. Sadly, as the kind of person who can inflict a serious wound on myself with a potato peeler, I am not "handy.")

About halfway through my second afghan, so the poor R.C. will have to take the two of them into her office soon and endure yet more gratitude from her co-workers. I still don't get why anyone would find an afghan to be something amazing, but it does appear that there are people in our society for whom anything hand-made is an astounding creation - something they'd thought of as a "lost art." (There are a bazillion knitters and crocheters in the country, 98% of whom are better than I am. I need to get them together with the charitable groups who would be thrilled to have warm blankets, socks, gloves, hats, scarves, etc.) (Since I crochet, like I made holiday cards, purely to keep my hands busy so I'm not eating constantly, I'd be lost without an outlet for my creations. There must be others out there who have the same problem?)

(If Bernie doesn't stop wandering in here and bothering me, I'm going to smack him. I'm in the mood to chat, not to work.)

(Also, I am in fact working on a complicated project and if he keeps interrupting me, I'm going to mess it up.)

(Yes, I can write a blog entry while I'm working on a complicated project. I write in the intervals when the file is saving or refreshing or I'm waiting on someone else to do something. I write when I have a few seconds. He interrupts whenever a thought wafts through his head, which is a different matter.)

I'm out of things to babble about anyhow.