I broke with accepted “best upgrade practices” and threw WordPress 2.3 up on Friday night/Saturday morning.

Yeah, I know, and as an IT professional I really shouldn’t break best practices, but this is my personal site. I deliberately didn’t test it beforehand and just went live because I was interested in what might break.

I’m pleased with the fact that WordPress coding quality is as so high as it is preventing broken stuff, but I’m also kinda disappointed.  This shit always breaks on me.

Oh well.

Here’s my story on upgrading to the newest WordPress.

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Edited 2007 October 02 23:10 – see end of post

I hereby and forthwith declare it to be kilt weekend!

Warning: Many Exclamation Points follow the read-more link!!!

Both Saturday and Sunday shall be Kilt-Wearing Day, according to the fact that this week has seen two good things, and one bad.

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Yeah, I couldn’t think of any better reasons.

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Anyway, on to those elusive reasons!

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…So why aren’t people any brighter?

I just don’t understand, I’ll say off the bat, why people just react to things in a knee-jerk way and dig themselves deeper into their troubles rather than figuring out what’s happening and how to fix it.

But then again, I make my living recovering computer & communications systems from failures, so I tend to see the worst examples of how members of the human species can fail to appropriately react.  Sadly, sometimes those failures of appropriate reaction can make situations worse, not better.

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Every time I post something, the next week turns to hell on Earth for me, and sometimes for the people around me too.  The more upbeat the posting, the worse my week.

It doesn’t seem to be pure paranoia.  I looked back at each gap and directly after each isolated little post in the nigh-empty calendar, life sucked harder than a Nicollet Avenue ho’ going for the brownie points with a state representative.  Or should that be: an Idaho congressman in an airport bathroom, had it not been a cop…?

So this is a great big raspberry to Mr. Murphy and his stupid law, who seems to have nothing better to do than piss on me.  Enjoy it while it lasts, Murphy.  ‘Cause when I die, I’m devoting so much energy and time to finding you and then discovering out how sweet payback really is.  Don’t worry about desire to live, readers, I want to live.  This is revenge that will be served colder than an emperor penguin’s butt at midnight in June, and will be all the sweeter for it. 

(Oops, just realized that might be a vicious one.  For the slow, here’s a hint:  Emperor Penguins live in Antarctica…)

The meat of this post:  I’m tired of complainers who don’t add to any quality to a conversation and don’t know what they’re complaining about.

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Double-ya Tee Eff, N8ey?!?!? I can hear your mutterings, dear readers. I have heard them, they’ve echoed through my dreams and dance at the edges of my wakeful perception.

It’s because I’ve been foolishly devoting myself to such unimportant things like my job, my car, my family, and ignoring the important stuff, like the Intertubes.

But my friends, well the ones in my head, held an intervention and I’ve come to my senses.

To keep from losing my way, I’ve decided to become a Dark Wizard that makes Voldemort look like a Valley-Girl cheerleader in GAP during a half-off everything sale, carrying her father’s Mega-Platinum AmEx card.

I won’t stray again. The dark side really has better cookies.

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