While I can look at livejournal at work, i can't actually login to it. It's kind of a warped thing. The work computers are set to block livejournal.com, but as LJ reset their URL setup, I can't look directly at livejournal.com but I can look at individual accounts because, as like mine is EvilGrins.livejournal.com, the URL's no longer start on LJ.
Logging innto LJ redirect the page to livejournal.com/login, or something like that. In any case, when that pops into the URL feed the 'this site is blocked' page rolls up.
More than a little frustrating.
Blogspot is okay for basic journaling but it's sorely lacking, for the most part. Don't know much of how this site works and only the most basic tool for formating and HTML functions here. I'll probably get better at that that, with time, if I decided to even bother with this goofy site.
Guess we'll see.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Just checking
Apparently can't connect this thing to livejournal but supposedly it can connect to my twit. So, let's see if this shows up as a tweet...
Monday, September 29, 2008
Walk me plank!
9:53 AM 9/10/08 · Last night was a bit odd. A lot of the time I'll wake up during the middle of the night and when I go back to sleep I'll have an entirely different dream sequence than when I was just asleep before. However, last night I got up 3 times but each time I got back into it I almost literally took back up where I left off.
It was about pirates, matey.
Yarr!
Kind of an off mix but Captain Barbossa was there and not happy as there were 2 Captain Jack Sparrows. One was the classic Johnny Depp version but the other looked like he was from some kids book. He was literally a simplified cartoon, just a few pegs more defined than a stick figure. Other than that they were a lot alike...though it was creepy watching them argue.
Lots of usual pirate fare from wenching to looting but somewhere around the way it reulted in a 3·way sword duel between the Captain Jacks. A new one popped up, a much more accurate and literal translation of what Captain Jack might've been like were it not for Disney (not a nice guy) and he was gighting the other two. They were fighting each other on sometyhing so trivial as there can only be one real Captain Jack.
It was kind of confusing.
Made moreso given that I has a sort of bird's eye view of the whole thing as we were driving to the scene of battle. Not sure how we were to get there seeing as they were fighting on a pirate ship and we were driving through downtown San Mateo, which is nowhere near any significant body of water if you're not familiar with it. Even more troubling than that was I wasn't driving...
...it was a little Italian family. Old woman grumbling some unfriendly stuff in her native tongue, which I don't know so I'm just assuming, someone else behind me, and the eldest son (who was barely able to ee above the steering wheel). The car was some ancient jalopy that felt like it was going to shake apart at any second and we were taking extreme turns with screeching tires.
Honestly don't know if we ever got there or who won the fight before I woke up.
It was about pirates, matey.
Yarr!
Kind of an off mix but Captain Barbossa was there and not happy as there were 2 Captain Jack Sparrows. One was the classic Johnny Depp version but the other looked like he was from some kids book. He was literally a simplified cartoon, just a few pegs more defined than a stick figure. Other than that they were a lot alike...though it was creepy watching them argue.
Lots of usual pirate fare from wenching to looting but somewhere around the way it reulted in a 3·way sword duel between the Captain Jacks. A new one popped up, a much more accurate and literal translation of what Captain Jack might've been like were it not for Disney (not a nice guy) and he was gighting the other two. They were fighting each other on sometyhing so trivial as there can only be one real Captain Jack.
It was kind of confusing.
Made moreso given that I has a sort of bird's eye view of the whole thing as we were driving to the scene of battle. Not sure how we were to get there seeing as they were fighting on a pirate ship and we were driving through downtown San Mateo, which is nowhere near any significant body of water if you're not familiar with it. Even more troubling than that was I wasn't driving...
...it was a little Italian family. Old woman grumbling some unfriendly stuff in her native tongue, which I don't know so I'm just assuming, someone else behind me, and the eldest son (who was barely able to ee above the steering wheel). The car was some ancient jalopy that felt like it was going to shake apart at any second and we were taking extreme turns with screeching tires.
Honestly don't know if we ever got there or who won the fight before I woke up.
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