We Forgot the Blogs Fed by Ping.FM

The Famous Grazing blogs were all updated on the turn of the year, but we forgot to include those blogs which cannot use MS's LiveWriter and depend on Ping.fm to feed them.

That's the purpose of this short entry. It's important when you run a blog to keep the entries as up-to-date as possible. If you let a month slip, Xanga as an example, the blog appears and for all goods and purposes, is dead.

We've added PING.FM to a permanent sticky next to the computer screen to remind us when we post not to neglect Trounce Ally and the Xanga Weblog.

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That Was a Quick Ten Years

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As I recall the 1960’s, they took forever.  Starting with Eisenhower still President and ending with his VP, Nixon as the same, everything in between seemed so full of moment, as narrated by Walter Cronkite.

A visit to the Newseum in Washington, D.C. last summer brought to focus how we were and now are presented with what is happening in the world.  Back then the filter was huge.  The networks had only forty or so minutes to tell us about what had happened in the last twenty-four hours. Then we went to the newspapers for details and Time and Life for the color photos.

This morning, before my shower and tea, I knew about a drone attack in Pakistan, bridge curve deaths in San Francisco/Oakland and saw pictures of New Year’s celebration around the world.  I heard about the New Years Honours in the UK and New Zealand and the death of a philanthropist phrama heiress.

When I bring up Thunderbird, my email will tell me much more about what the intimate and commercial connections to me think I should know.

And then there is Facebook and Twitter. Before and after midnight last night, I was communicating with friends and acquaintances from Juneau to London, from New Zeeland to Manhattan. 

I watched the first day of the year unfold through them from the fireworks on the South Island, to Sydney, New Delhi, Cape Town, Paris, London, Boston, New York, Philadelphia and then went to bed.  Midnight is no longer so singular when you watch it happen over and over again.

And now we’re off with the kids to see Avatar. (We already saw Sherlock Holmes and loved it.)

Happy New Year, all!

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