Not only do I get sweet HD photos now, but I can snap em and send em without having to resize them in photoshop first! Fuckin A!
Now watch me pull a third messengeroo to commemorate.
I've gone back and tagged all the old Lego AdventUres posts, including the 2009 ones which weren't narrative, but became the backstory to 2010 Calendars B and C. So, if you'd like to revisit the old stuff, or read it for the first time if you're new 'round these parts, you can hit the 'advent' tag at the bottom of the sidebar.
Welcome to the shiny new Minimum Safe Distance, powered by Posterous.
I've been increasingly annoyed with Tumblr -- it is constantly going down, the html editing tools just don't fucking work, and it's been like that for ages with no sign of improvement. Oh but hey, they have a funny new picture for their "Our Server Is Down" page! Look, it has cute little monsters, and they're -- ha! ha! ha! -- they're eating the servers!
FUCK. YOU.
See that? That was the last straw. There it went!
I am liking this shiny new Posterous thing, though. It converted the whole Tumblr site in minutes, seems to have set everything up beautifully, I like the new visual theme a lot, and the editing and posting tools seem way slick. Plus it has integrated comments instead of having to deal with whateverthefuck I had to use on the Tumblr. Which means that comments on all the old posts are lost, but... oh well. We'll make some new comments, right gang?
I might, if I get really bored industrious, even go back and add tags for all the old posts. It seems pretty simple! Remember the "tags under construction" in the sidebar in Tumblr? That was because it required some crazy bullshit I don't even remember or care to go look up.
Anyway: the blog is dead! Long live the blog!
The Bookmarklet is apparently a device I can use to throw links onto my Tumblr Blog without thinking very hard. That seems handy, in case I run across something on the internet that every single person who might actually read this message won’t have already found on the internet for themselves.
Wait, did that sound cynical? I wouldn’t wan’t to piss off Nyarlindseyhotep. Maybe I shouldn’t voice my suspicion that the Bookmarklet is actually a means of transmitting ancient evil plagues to my favorite websites.
Sorry, Achewood!
A magical severed head named “Lindsey” has promised to reveal a dark secret of the Tumblr gods to me (something called a “Bookmarklet”) if I make another post. How can I refuse such a tantalizing and mysterious offer?
I can’t. It was a rhetorical question.
Seems to me like I can’t just stop there, though; that would be too meta. Too “This is a blog post.” That would be cheating, and Lindsey, messenger of The Tumbld Ones, would surely disapprove.
…
Oh, a picture! People put pictures on blogs. There’s a little icon here that looks like a tree, which I bet will link a picture if I click on it. Let’s try it…
I took this photo at the British Museum. My first thought was, of course, “Oh god oh god please let it be bandages please bandages please… insulin? Shit!”
Is that good? Think that will satisfy Lindsey and her dark gods?
Because I have a blog. Go me.
Okay, technically I already had one: a Livejournal that I posted to maybe three times, something like six years ago. Does that count?
I just went and looked, and actually it was only a little less than four years ago, and there were seven posts. Gosh! One of them was a picture of a taxidermy squirrel that the head comes off of and — guess what? — it’s a whiskey decanter!
Drinking whiskey out of the neck of a squirrel is, to me, what the internet is all about.
