Monthly Archives: September 2013

Time to Sleep

If you will permit me, I’d like to complain about getting old.

I know, I know; as one of the younger people in my social group, I’m probably going to get a fair amount of crap. So let’s narrow it down a bit.

I’d like to complain about getting tired.

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Man, is this embarrassing.

I’ve been enjoying blogging so far, even if I don’t always know what to write about. In fact, I was planning on writing about not knowing what to write about (because I have several topics which I would like to give worthy effort to), but then I was overcome with a chilling thought.

I had been feeling pretty self-congratulatory when I noticed something weird about my viewership stats. They took a dip over the past weekend, but that was to be expected; I and a lot of my friends were out of town at Battlemoor, an awesome SCA event over the Labor day weekend. I pre-wrote enough posts that they should have taken me through the weekend. I have yet to get back on top of my writing buffer, but this week has been kinda crazy. But no worries, I thought to myself, my record is still clean! One post a day, every day since I started!

Then I looked closer at the stats.

At Saturday the 31st, in particular.

Now, my stat plugin not only tells me how many pageviews I have on a given day, but also the titles of whatever posts I’ve made. It’s a good way to tell who’s been reading what.

There was no post title for Saturday the 31st.

I had skipped a day of posting. And even worse, right after my self-congratulatory post celebrating one month of blogging.

Egg, meet face. Foot, meet mouth.

So I’d like to apologize to my readers. Through an honest mistake in calculating the number of days in the month I neglected to post. Not through malice, or boredom, or general distractibility (read: Minecraft). But through a simple math error. The fact that I had just finished celebrating my posting streak makes it even worse for me.

I’m thinking of ways I can make it up to you, or if I even have to. I could post twice in one day, but that doesn’t solve the fact that I messed up. I could write an extra post and change the publish date, but that seems dishonest. I could just move on, being more attentive in the future. After all, I’m the one who made the rules.

And that brings me to the real issue: I need to apologize to myself. I made the rules, and I’m responsible for holding myself to them. No one outside of the guilty voices in my mind is going to punish me for a missed deadline. But those voices are often quite loud, and quite adept at drowning out rational thought. I suppose it had to happen sooner or later, that I would miss an update. I’m just glad it was accidental rather than a conscious decision to let procrastination win.

And I did try to prepare for the weekend away. I wrote three posts in one day (I was quite in the zone) just to make sure there was something on the blog. But (at the risk of sounding melodramatic) it was all for naught.

Yeah, that was a bit melodramatic. Can you tell I need to work on forgiving myself? But that’s probably a post for another time.

Anyway, I just wanted to say sorry if anyone has been sitting on the edge of their seats for my daily posts (probably not). It wasn’t on purpose that I skipped a day; it was just a lousy math error. But I’m glad we had this conversation.

It was probably still better than complaining about the new RoboCop trailer.

Brain Droppings

 Talk about days getting away from you. This one certainly did, but not for the reason you may think. So given how late it is (it’s before midnight, it still counts as today!), and given that I have to get up in the morning tomorrow (whee, 4am!), this entry is going to be kinda random and low on the thought-provoking meter. In fact, it may sound like a bad observational comedy bit, where the person on stage strings a bunch of “Hey, you know that thing that is really common?” anecdotes together without really telling a joke.

 Don’t you just hate it when you hear a song that you know you’ve heard before, but have no way of looking it up? And even worse, when there are no lyrics to plug into Google? Man, that’s really annoying.

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Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Avatar

In what is becoming an all-too-common occurrence, Minecraft is once again eating away at my free time, time which should have been spent cleaning. In fact, it might not be too much of a stretch to say that whenever I write about Minecraft, it’s likely because the game has sucked me in again.

But Minecraft is not all fun and games, building and exploring. There is the ever-present risk that you may die.

Yes, this is going to be a rant.

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Minecraft Modding Madness

Well, it happened again: the afternoon got away from me, and it’s all because of Minecraft.

Now don’t worry, I fully intend to continue the Punching Trees Gives Me Wood saga, but since the day is drawing to a close and I still need to post something, we’ll jump ahead a bit and talk about how I spent my afternoon.

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