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» Saturday, September 10, 2016
Typewriters Don't Do This...

Yay, another day with eight hours sleep. Okay, seven and fifty-seven minutes. Don't quibble. James was already awake, having taken the dog out for an airing and eaten breakfast. Snowy was cheerfully burbling from his corner. We weren't in any particular hurry, because James was waiting to leave for his club meeting and I didn't have any particular plans. I savored my breakfast and took my vitamins.

He left about ten thirty, and I spent the rest of the day doing chores (loading and unloading the dishwasher, vacuuming, making the bed, and fun stuff like that), finishing all the reviews of the Dragoncon panels, and trying to catch up on my blogging. I finished the Saturday of Dragoncon entry, and spent the last two hours of the afternoon listening to Christmas music while working on the Sunday entry. James came in the door just as I had saved everything and was preparing to do one more thing: add a few pictures of the guests. I had just pasted Naoko Mori's photo in and was clicking the adjustment button to make the image smaller. However, nothing was happening. Exasperated, I closed the post without saving it, then pulled it back up. For a minute I thought Blogger had lost half my post, then I realized the stupid thing had just taken the paragraph I had attached the photo to and moved it to the top of the post. Unsure what to do about this, I closed the post again (not saved, closed).

For about a  year, Blogger has been doing this weird thing after I save or publish: instead of going back to the "posts" screen, it suddenly just creates another blank post with the same name as the one you created, essentially a new, blank post. If you go to the list of posts you will see a duplicate post with that title as a draft. I'm used to this and just closed (again, not saved, just closed) this duplicate post.

Except it wasn't a duplicate post. Blogger had just substituted a new blank post for the post I worked two hours on. That smell you might have noticed about 4:30 was me emitting steam from both ears.

Went off to dinner in a minor huff, had turkey and dressing at West Cobb Diner (James avoided the salt and had meatloaf instead), and then went to Kroger for the milk, the bread, the yogurt and Those Damn Bananas. So the shopping is finished, leaving us to enjoy the Yellow Daisy Festival tomorrow in peace, and watched "Journey to Babel" on BBC America's Star Trek weekend, and I re-wrote the entire Sunday of Dragoncon post. And got the pictures in.

And now I'm going to bed.

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