I’m making use of this domain downtime to tweak little Vanny’s blog and help Kottonwool set up her database and migrate from Blogger to MT.
Come Friday, my company will be shifting office, and we will only have a 56k modem connection to share among the 10 (or 9? or 8? I’m losing count) of us.
We bloggers live dangerous lives. Indeed. People in America have been fired for blogging about their workplace, even if they don’t mention names of people or the company they’re working for. A blogger in Iran has been prosecuted for keeping a weblog, under false charges. But some do believe that Knowledge (b)logs can succeed at…
The NTUC Comfort taxi driver taking me to Changi Airport wasn’t the usual uncle-type of person. He was young, inquisitive and made interesting observations instead of remaining sullenly quiet throughout the trip. So I asked him how long he’s been working as a taxi driver. He said 2 months. I told him he didn’t seem…
Since I can’t sleep, I’ve decided to try upgrading this blog to Movable Type 3.0 (the free version). Lots of funny things may be happening, so please forgive me if you’re unable to post any new comments or search the site. Or if it looks funny. Their new styles don’t look very inspiring!
Okay folks, I’ve upgraded to MT3.0! It would’ve gone faster had I not accidentally uploaded the FULL version instead of the UPGRADE – I was also going to install a brand new system onto my friend’s server and got the two mixed up. (Blame it on the jet lag!) I must say the interface looks…
The results can be found here. Movable Type has been voted the ‘Best Application for Weblogs’. Whoopee! This weblog has quite some way to go – my vantan.org domain still isn’t registrable, last I checked today. [ update: Kottke reveals his very funny pre-prepared acceptance speech – just in case he won. ]
I arrived at BlogOut 2007 late due to work and the fact that I thought that Market Street was a very short street, and happily parked at one end, not realising it was broken into two separate streets with the same name. Murphy’s Law required that I park, of course, at the wrong end, and…