Fill up my thimble
This thimble is full–to the brim–I’d say it’s nigh onto overflowing–with the amount of knowledge I possess about the technology of blogging, websites, how email works, digital ethnography, what makes a refrigerator cold, how the telephone does its happy magic, you name it.
That is all to say that I was attempting a simple blog change tonight so you could go to either www.pattidigh.com or www.37days.net and VOILA! you’d be at this site for 37days, rather than remembering the typepad address for it.
This should be simple, I know, but Connie from Tulsa who sends her mail in beautiful envelopes was kind enough to break it to me gently that something vastly screwy had occurred, that all manner of havoc had broken out.
So, apologies if you’re having trouble accessing 37days in its usual format, or if clicking on "comment" takes you to some place way, way, far, away from this planet. Let me know if there are ongoing glitches by popping an email my way. And I’ll keep trying that Happy Domain Mapping Project.
For the moment, I’m imagining that I’m living in Hooterville and that this thimble is that big old water tower that Betty Jo, Bobbie Jo, and Billie Jo used to swim in on Petticoat Junction (…there’s Uncle Joe, he’s a movin’ kinda slow at the Junction…). Like them, I’m throwing my towel over the edge, but it’s a desperate call for help not a convenient place to hang it, a white flag, an S.O.S. Pretty soon, four-year-old Tess will be my Web Wizard and all will right with the world again. Until then, let me know if you have trouble making comments or accessing parts of this site.
