Argh. I had a lengthy post drafted to encapsulate what I’ve done this past week/weekend - and explaining that I’ve been doing stuff instead of writing about doing stuff… but through a strange combination of stuck “shift” key and weird keyboard shortcuts going wrong [Alt+Tab and Alt+T], the entire post is gone. I tried back-tracking through the old cached (so I thought) pages, but there was nothing. Apparently, whatever went wrong went wrong before the most recent autosave that WordPress does, so the ENTIRE post vanished. Links, embeded video and music - everything.

I’ve just done some deep breathing and created another post that’s a skeletal outline of the previous juicy post, trying to note specific phrases I used that I felt were particularly descriptive. But the rest will have to wait since it’s late and I have to be up early to catch the train. I’ve been getting to sleep at around 3 a.m. for the last week - which would be fine if I wasn’t feeling stressed and overwhelmed. Lack of sleep won’t do me any favors in that arena; neither will coffee.

More later on a weekend of fun including music, whiskey and animatronic dinosaurs.

So I have this nifty plugin installed in WordPress that automatically filters comment spam from the blog. Honestly, I get more comment spam than actual comments - and that’s sort of OK and expected. This isn’t Dooce (as in, not crazily popular - or at all) and I’m well aware of that.

The comment spam I get is pretty entertaining. Today’s selection was “Shakira porn shakira hips don’t lie naked porn video.” Please. At least keep it current. Or marginally modern. (Hey - let me drop some really hip and timely references to Paris & Nicole fighting or to the whole file sharing/Napster thing so I can be equally on the ball!!)

I had a shitty-ass day. Non-stop crappy nonsense that added up (along with hormonal ickiness and such) to major stress and me sitting in my car when I got off the train, resting my head on the steering wheel, breathing deeply and trying not to cry out of sheer frustration that the day was not yet over. But then I got home, ate some leftovers, and baked some brownies (Ghirardelli, from a mix) and had a hot brownie and mint chocolate chip ice cream sundae. All better.

Also nice was opening up my email to see a request from an academic who’s making a documentary and requested permission to use some of my photos of the Schuylkill River in Philly (which he found on Flickr) in the documentary. No money, of course, but photo credit and a copy of the DVD if the photos are used in the film. That’s pretty cool. I’ll take it.

And now it’s late and I should be getting to bed. The stress tension in my shoulders and neck never quite went away, so I’m going to have a rough time of it tomorrow morning.