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h is for "how the hell did that happen?"

some days you are the jackhammer and some days you are the sidewalk...

i was just in the process of posting my latest update to the shopping my cosmetic stash by letter page when i had a little error. i entered everything for letter "h" and then, when i pressed "publish", i got an error message.

i was annoyed at having to retype what i'd just done, but i figured that, since i'd done it once, i could do it again and, after an appropriate time of feeling cranky and sorry for myself, i redid the work and, because i wanted to be very clever, i clicked "save as draft". this immediately took the entire page off line, since it reverted to draft status. although it's always a little surprising to see part of your page amputated, i understood what had happened.

the problem is, when i saved as a draft, it turns out only "a" and "b" were saved. i tried every method i could think of, eventually including the complete loser's method of clicking the "back" button in the hopes of turning back the inexorable movement of time, but no dice. whatever was saved as a draft, it was only a small portion of what i'd done. everything else is lost and i really have no idea how.

i suspect, because of the original error message, that blogger might be a bit glitchy tonight, but i'm not sure. maybe there's a reason why, when a page gets to a certain size, while you can continue to publish updates, not all of them will save.

however, the fact remains that what's done is gone and i'm not really feeling up to uploading all that stuff and rewriting the blurbs i did with them... i'm sure i'll come up with some other way to have fun with paints and such, but as far as this challenge is concerned, it seems i have proved that my alphabet will never have an "i" in it.


Martin Rouge said…
I had a problem with Blogger last night; at some point it just wouldn't autosave anymore, so I ended up losing about an hour's worth of work, which was bloody annoying I must say. I think its a Blogger problem...

as long as you're here, why not read more?


i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:

am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

mental health mondays :: where even the depressed ones are happy

this past week saw the publication of the annual world happiness report, a look at nations around the world and how people in each of them feel about their lot in life. i started following this a few years ago, and this year it occurred to me that it would be fun to look at how the happy places compared to the crazy places. i mean, what if those countries aren't really all that happy, but just have an extremely high rate of psychotic/ delusional disorders?

so, i set to work putting together a comparison. as it happens, that's a bit trickier than it sounds, because information on any kind of disability is more difficult to come by than you might think. and no type of disability is more controversial than a mental illness, which means that there are even more complications around definitions, seeking treatment, prognoses, record-keeping... it's hard to tell how reliable anything you're looking at is. [not that there aren't some good sources.]

and what sources there …

making faces :: a lip for all seasons [summer edition]

this may seem like an odd time to think about summer, but not to think about coolness. it can be hard to wrap your head around the idea that summer is considered "cool" in colour analysis terms and, in my opinion, reads as the coolest of the cool, because everything in it is touched with the same chilly grey. winter may have the coldest colours, but its palette is so vivid that it distracts the eye. everything in summer is fresh and misty, like the morning sky before the sun breaks through. in my original post on the season, i compared it to monet's paintings of waterlilies at his garden in giverny and, if i do say so, i think that's an apt characterisation.

finding lip colours touched with summer grey and blue is, as you might expect, kind of tricky. the cosmetic world seems obsessed with bringing warmth, which doesn't recognise that some complexions don't support it well. [also, different complexions support different kinds of warmth, but that's another…