Because Lunar has threatened to kick me off for over-utilizing resources I’m doing everything I can to adhere to their instructions, though I can’t understand how these two weblogs are hogging resources (I suspect rather that the server is under-resourced). Since the problem according to them seems to be in my main index.php script, all I can do is whatever they suggest which has been updating WordPress, Askimet, knocking out plug-ins while adding two at their suggestion for cache and commenting captcha to keep out the bots. It’s this latest that I sincerely apologize for instituting but I’ve picked a 5-starred simple one. You have to add two numbers together and type in the answer. Sort of strange because even a 50 year-old adding machine can do this, but hey, hopefully, so can you.I just hate that it kills the spontaneity of commenting, and while I have only two dedicated commenters here that I appreciate tremendously, it will indeed discourage anyone else who thought they might one day give it a go. The only other thing I can do is eliminate the “click here to enlarge map” which is a great feature for this 100 Day Project (on Hypercompendia), but which may have to go as well. Again, I apologize and while I’ve just renewed with Lunar this month, I may be demanding my annual fee back and go shopping for a more qualified, heartier server.
Flash Fiction Fridays
- 100 DAYS – 100 STORIES 2010
- Current Affairs
- MY WORK
TagsA Death in The Family At Swim Two Birds Barthes BASS Black Swan Green Blindness BLOGGING Borges Calvino Clockwork Orange Confrontation Consolation of Philosophy Cormac McCarthy DeLillo EDUCATION Faulkner Flatland Geronimo Sandoval Glimmer Train Henderson The Rain King if on a winter's night a traveler Ishiguro Jamestown Kundera Life of Pi LITERATURE Margaret Atwood Marquez Master and Margarita Munro Murakami Peter Taylor Plato Ploughshares POETRY provinces of night REALITY St. Augustine Steinbeck Suttree The Unbearable Lightness of Being Tropic of Cancer Updike William Gay WRITING
"I will breakfast from the cupboard where uneaten dreams are kept"
"I foresee the successful future of a very mediocre society."