Sick Chick and Upgrade Twitters

I did the noble thing and opted out of the Merry Murray Christmas Celebration. I’m a sick chick (again). Most people would say you shouldn’t let a cold stop you from living your life. To that I say, bullshit. If you’re a frequent reader of my blog you will know that I am the drama queen of sickness. It’s my right.

So, I decided to do a little upkeep and upgrading around the house and online. Assembled Rhen’s toy storage rack (9 mos. old and he already has 12 bins full of toys) and upgraded to WordPress 2.0 (more on that later).

Leisure pursuits of the day have been spent watching the digitally remastered version of Kubrick’s adaptation of Stephen King’s The Shining. Wow. It is sooo good. Remastered, Kubrick’s choices of color/tones (everything has just this creepy precise glow) and sound just come screaming out of the screen. Chilling to say the least. So Paula, come down and we will watch. So good! Yes, I’m gushing. Oh and Nicholson? Yeah, I’m a believer again. Especially the bar scene. I’m watching it right now. It’s my favorite part.

All twittery upgrading to WordPress 2.0. I broke the site for like, 10 minutes because I forgot to copy a new folder over to the root directory. Oops. So, when I deleted the old directory and uploaded the new one I said a small prayer to whatever saint loves geeks and refreshed the path to the upgrade file. All systems go. And for that I was glad. Like I said, I am sick and didn’t know if I had the personal energy to troubleshoot anything more than a broken file path. Even the thought of the upgrade made me shake and sweat a little. I had some fun though. I backed up the entire site before the upgrade and I even backed up my database as recommended by the good folks at WordPress. All new to me. They have the best instructions. See the WordPress Codex if you have any questions about upgrading to 2.0.

I’m still reeling at this digitally remastered version of The Shining. The bathroom scene where he makes out with the dead decaying starlet. OMfG. The creepiest green and yellow ever. I just got chills. People you need to see this version if you love horror, Kubrick or The Shining!

Ending this post without gushing about the movie is becoming harder than I thought.

So, I would like to take this time to wish all of my readers a very happy New Year. All the best from our family to yours. Cheers!

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2 thoughts on “Sick Chick and Upgrade Twitters”

  1. You cannot even begin to compete in the drama queen r/t illness realm. You are from stoic Scandinavian and German stock–you may over-react to a cold, but I would be willing to bet that you quietly whine about how you feel terrible and can’t possibly leave the house. I live with a person who lurches, flails and staggers about like the Hunchback of Notre Dame or Frankenstein while at the same time bellowing and roaring like a maimed bear. Granted, that’s for a pinched nerve, but the melodramatics are only slightly reduced for a cold.

  2. You know, after some thinking about your post, I agree. It’s in our gene pool. We are incapable of complaining about ourselves. It’s a sin and if you do it, it a straight one way ticket to hell. Minnesotans like to deny their Cohen brothers’ Fargo-ness, but it’s all true. I see and hear it everyday. Before Rhen was born I had asked my boss for the weekend off to go up to the Cities. Being the accomodating boss he is, my request was granted. The next Monday he asked how my trip was to the Cities and being an honest person (I’ve never lied to him, it’s a small town he could’ve seen me out and about) I told him I didn’t go because I had a cold. He jumped all over my shit. He was like, “You gotta MAN UP. You let a cold stop you? Boy, kids these days! Blah blah blah.” All I said back was, “Homey don’t play that.” Yeah, my idea of a good time is being miserable (gassy, snotty, constant need to pee because of the cold medicine) and on the road, a hundred miles away from my warm bed and soft pillows. Being sick is a good time, to stay at home, sleep, eat oranges and watch comfort movies like The Shining or Driving Miss Daisy.

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