To former colleague Tony Fiorot.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Doug Mataconis, who is 40 today.
Happy Birthday
To Bob Jordan, my friend Nicole’s father, not to be confused with the pen name of the late famous author. He’s 59 today.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Judi Sohn, who is 42 today.
Yesterday I took the kids to a birthday party at a house with a pool, so Henry got hist first swim, however brief. With me alone with the three kids, and fewer people than might normally have been around to help keep them from drowning or exploring the woods, it was interesting.
Valerie, for instance, took off into the woods, followed by Sadie, to explore, and I became aware of this in “but they were nearby a minute ago” fashion when one of the other adults went chasing after them. No sign of poison ivy yet. I ended up down in a hollow, carrying Henry in one arm, fetching Valerie and carrying her out in the other arm, while cautioning Sadie not to come down there after us. Valerie is our naturalist, totally drawn to vegetation and woods, and even things like rocks and bugs.
Sadie starred in one of the most comical scenes I have ever seen. She wanted to use the bathroom, so we dried off and went into the house. In the kitchen, near the bathroom, there was a big gray cat. She shrieked and yelled “a kitty!” Before you could blink she was standing on a chair, cowering in fear and screaming. I told her it was just a cat, quite amused, and said “see, hi kitty” bending down to offer my hand to the cat, who decided it was time to leave the room.
That was probably an expectations and startlement thing as much as, say, fear of cats. She then couldn’t bring herself to go, especially given it was a regular toilet with no insert, since I forgot to bring it. Which didn’t stop Valerie in the least, when we were in there to get suits on. On the way out, I pointed to Sadie the cat’s food dishes that were a sign of, you know, a cat living in the house.
It was just so funny.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Eric Olsen, who is the big five-OH today.
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
To blogger VW of One Happy Dog Speaks, who is 44 today.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Yvonne DiVita.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Zombyboy.
Happy Birthday
To Kevin “Silent Bob” Smith.
Sarah Howland Tranmer
My great-grandmother, known as Sadie, or to us as Grandma Tranmer (in practice it always sounded like “grammatramma”), would have been 112 today, had she not left us in 1971. At the time, I didn’t realize that was premature and she was still young, not even making it to 75. She always seemed ancient, probably exacerbated by being so thin. I thought she was the coolest. And that she was like 90-something. At any rate, I wrote about her with pictures a few years back.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Todd Mundt.
Happy Birthday
To Sharon’s sister Sizanne, who is 31 today.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Chuck Simmons.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Kee Hinckley.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Doc Searls, who is 61 today.
Happy Birthday
To blogger (and actress, but you knew that) Allison Mack, who is 26 today.
So I still haven’t finalized the blog migration, though mostly you wouldn’t notice. Not just the little details to fix up, and things like the blogroll.
Going from Expression Engine to WordPress, as a full migration, was tough but not impossible. Mainly a brute force act of tedium. However, the permalink structure would be changed, so links to old posts, be they linked by other blogs or search engines, would be broken, unless they could be redirected.
Yada yada and so I decided to archive the old Expression Engine blog, quite easy to relocate and keep functional in a new folder. Again, though, that changes the links to posts. It just saves the import work. After all, how hard could it be to use .htaccess to tell Apache to issue a 301 redirect to the new structure, exactly the same as the old but for the insertion of /eeblog after blogblivion.com and before /index.php/site and so forth?
Hard, apparently, and not something I found an exacting example of I could crib from, nor something anyone in my circle of contacts had expertise in enough for an assist. I needed to study intensively and become expert in the available commands and how to structure them, testing and redoing and testing and so forth as needed. I have kids.
I could see that a misplaced permalink would bring up a failure page generated by WordPress, which made me think perhaps that could be used, with PHP code, to parse the requested URL and redirect, or at least tell the person arriving there the correct destination.
While that still is the same I have kids problem, for some reason I seem to be able to focus with them swirling around me on that particular thing – coding or studying code – better than I can with writing or with something I find more obscure and esoteric.
Ultimately the whole thing has led me to start trying to learn PHP, beyond the slight poking at it I’d done in the past, or the passing familiarity I’d gained from its presence in blogging tools and presumably necessary similarities to other languages. This is the kind of thing I should have done years ago, of course, or at least a year ago. It’s a case of not doing the thing without a clear and prompt payoff because, hello, I would be needing to find work and make money.
In retrospect, even if the work I’d gotten weren’t programming PHP, the enthusiasm of trying to learn it would have helped. It’s in demand enough that it might not take that much for me to get work, given my background with VB and tech generally.
The challenge is to plug away hard enough to be meaningful, and get more than minutes a day at it. It’s so well documented that it’s as much a matter of saying “I want to do X” and looking up/puzzling out how than it is of reading and reading in theory what the language elements are. An overview is a good start. And based on my poll of the virtual room, among my main contacts, it’s not a skill others have. To my surprise, though I stepped back from that surprise a bit to remind myself that they’re naturally Microsoft-centric, where PHP is other.
We’ll see how that goes, and then perhaps other languages along similar lines. If I can beg, borrow and earn a bit of money to help keep us muddling along as I become more marketable – not that I shouldn’t be already, but it seems to be a focus/goal problem – then the “earn” part of that has a chance to become meaningful. If we can keep life and electicity as we know it intact.
Walking Boy
I believe I meant to post about Henry walking and didn’t.
After teasing us for an extended time, he took clear and unambiguous single steps a couple times recently. He could race around the place holding something, going way back, either crusing or pushing a walker toy or making a walker out of a box. He had excellent balance. He grew into a shape and stance made more for walking. He could rise to standing at will, unsupported, and had such good balance he could flail around wildly without falling.
Finally Sunday he walked four steps. Then he did it again. He loves praise and positive feedback, and learned to clap and say “yay” a while back, so he claps for himself along with us.
Monday he went on ahead and did it some more, almost as if he’s starting to decide that this will be a more efficient form of locomotion. He’s nothing if not analytical, after all.
At any rate, he’s on his way. It’s so cool! And a little bit sad, since he’s the last baby.