Thursday, July 06, 2006
Dear friends,
You are not imagining things: there *is* something different about this silly little page. After much discussion, fretting, and mindmelding, I have decided to take the plunge, say goodbye to TypePad and hello to Expression Engine, and spruce the place up a bit. Of course you know that I could not have done it on my own; all thanks and praise must go to Keith, the master of the house and keeper of the key at Scrine. If you have ever been to visit Snow, ‘mouse, goliard, e or Bakerina Kitchens, you have seen Keith’s design genius in action. If you are here via the bakerina.typepad.com link, and you are looking at a no-frills white page, you are in for a real treat once all the domain shifting takes place.
As a result of all this change, PTMYB may be unavailable intermittently over the next 48 hours, so if I seem to have disappeared, I promise that I have not. Once the changeover takes place, and once Keith fine-tunes my template, I will be officially up and running, still at http://www.bakerina.com (if you have me linked via the bakerina.typepad.com URL, please do change it).
Thank you in advance for your patience, dear friends. I’ll see you from the spiffy new digs.
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That URL is only temporary while we wait for the domain name to be redirected. Once that happens, she’ll once again be Bakerina, all the time.
Oops, sorry. That was me logged in as Bakerina, not Bakerina herself.
Remember that old Carpenter’s song about birds suddenly appearing and stars falling from the sky? Sure you do. Who can forget that classic 70’s love song?
Why do birds suddenly appear, everytime, you are near?
Just like me, they long to be, close to you.
Okay, but I bet you didn’t know the Carpenter’s wrote another verse for that song that was never officially recorded. It’s true. The way it turns out, there was this young guy at the time living near Karen who really had the hots for her. But she didn’t want anything to do with him because all he’d do all day is talk about this thing he was going to invent called Internet Explorer and Karen knew deep down in her heart that she could never love a man who would unleash such a thing upon the world.
“Get away from me, Billy Gates!” she screamed one day, but even that seemed to have no effect on him, so she sat down and wrote the “hate verse” to “Close To You” that not many people have been fortunate enough to hear. The “hate verse” thoroughly trashed Billy’s Internet Explorer dream, and just as Karen had hoped, finally drove Billy away. Unfortunately, as you all probably know, Billy Gates grew up and went on to invent Internet Explorer. I’ve always wondered if the song had been released with the “hate verse” if things would have turned out differently, but I guess we’ll never know, will we?
Oh, one more thing, and this is truly the sad part. Because Billy Gates had exposed Karen Carpenter to so much Internet Explorer talk, she had a hard time living with herself, and eventually became anorexic. And that is just one of the reasons I hate Internet Explorer so much. I could give you a few others, if your interested.
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That URL is only temporary while we wait for the domain name to be redirected. Once that happens, she’ll once again be Bakerina, all the time.