Some of these new features WordPress has been adding lately and not telling me about are getting REALLY FREAKING ANNOYING.
Last week I noticed a bulleted list named “Possibly Related Posts”at the bottom of some of my posts.
Usually linked one or two to my other posts (usually not related to anything in that post) and links three or four other random posts on other random blogs, also usually not actually related and sometimes outright ridiculous.
I had nothing to do with it, couldn’t make it go away and thought I’d been hacked or something. I even changed my password and vowed to investigate once finals were over.
Today I noticed it says “Possibly Related Posts (automatically generated)”. That’s when I figured it was a WordPress thing. So I did a little research and:
TO MAKE STUPID FEATURE GO AWAY
Go to WordPress Dashboard
Go to Design > Extras
Click “Hide related links on this blog, which means this blog won’t show up on other’s blogs or get traffic that way”
Click save
Sorry, WordPress, but if I want to link a post about Anne Coulter’s scrotum or someone’s very interesting day shopping for minivans, I’ll do it myself. I like semblances of control and I’m a big girl now anyway. I don’t need your help.
A Disney princess. Stephanie, a UGA junior, and part of the Disney College Program. But, still a princess.
We don’t know which one, because that ruins the magic (no, really, I don’t know). The portrait can’t be too suggestive of any certain princess, because that also might ruin the magic.
Magic is very important. I like magic.
Hint: The birds and butterflies aren’t Photoshop and clipart. They’re magic.
Two weekends ago, the cat chased a chipmunk inside the house. I caught it with an oven mitt and a Vince Dooley collector cup.
Last weekend, the cat brought a dead chipmunk in the house. Turns out it wasn’t dead. Insanity ensued on and off for hours, but Kellyand I thought we chased it out eventually. We weren’t 100 % sure.
And then today while I’m trying to get this multimedia project done for class tomorrow, the cat finds a chipmunk in my pants on the floor. And then…
It’s the home stretch… less than a week to wrap up a semesters worth of crap for classes. I’m working on a couple pretty cool projects I’ll try to post here once it’s all over and done with.
I’ve got a stockpile of Diet Coke and Hot Pockets that could feed a small army, and for shits and giggles, I bought a box of Cheerios twice as big as my head.
I picked up an issue of “Critter” this weekend at the coffee shop with Wegel. It’s one of those free newsprint tabloid thingies put next to the door with the HouseFinder books so you can read them or color in them or whatever. This one is a monthly filled with all the special unwanted animals in the Athens area that you can take home and huge and squeeze and love forever and ever and ever.
At the end of yesterday’s post, we saw an example of embarrassingly bad pre-production for print.
Today I give you…
… these 2 fine boys.
I wonder if you can split them up. I think I like the one on the left better.
So this past January UGA mens basketball coach Dennis Felton said if they won the SEC tourney this year he’d shave his mustache. Not to doubt Felton’s faith in his team, because I don’t, but I think it was (at least in part) one of those things people say sometimes to make a point and expect not to happen. Such promises are also recommended for riling up the student section at home games.
The ’stache had to go. The execution was a high noon Friday. He said that next year when they win the Final Four, he’ll shave his whole dang head. (more…)
It’s a beautiful day outside and there is a big track meet half a mile from my house and a rodeo grand finale tonight a few miles away, and I’d love to shoot either or both of these things just for fun (yeah, like when was the last time I did anything for the hell of it?)… but I can’t.
There’s a week left of classes before finals and I have about eleventy billion* things to do before then, so instead I’m holed up in my dark office (bedroom) up to my elbows in crap on a cluttered desk listening to music too loud and drinking tons of water trying to wrap everything up and still keep something marginally resembling sanity.
As far as you know, I’m kicking some final journalism class ass.
King of the World Herschel Walker was on campus today signing his new book. I’ve been to signings with Vince Dooley and Larry Munson, and I’ve never seen anything like this at the UGA Bookstore.
I heard people started waiting at 5:30 a.m. to get in. At some point they cut off the line - 250 to 300 people I believe - and turned everyone else away. He was upstairs, so if you weren’t an early bird, you couldn’t even see him.
No one can deny his athletic ability, but… 5:30 a.m.? My dad is from Florida and a UF fan, thus I was one of maybe 5 people in the store under age 25 who wasn’t raised listening to Herschel Walker bedtime stories, so maybe.. but…just… 5:30 a.m.?!
University of Georgia SGA president Connor McCarthy reads the names of the victims of the Virginia Tech shootings a year ago Wednesday during a candlelight vigil at the Arch.
I have here, RGB equivalents for certain types of black & white film (I found this about forever ago on a now-defunct photo forum and nearly forgot about it). At my age I’m no expert to judge their accuracy, but based on what I’ve been able to compare, many of them looked close to me. It is just black and white, though, so, whatever. Play with it and tell me what you think.
