Old big daily friends, new blogs to talk about

Earthriderdotcom is up from Florida this week. We’re part of this WordPress world that always comments on each other’s posts, so we’ve had a dinner planned for monnths. Just 90 minutes prior, as happens, comes a wrinkle. My cell rings at work, but I can’t pick it up. As I walk down the stairs one…

Back to work on Monday, it’s only been 17 1/2 months

Monday morning, I’ll walk into an office and sit behind a desk. I’ll move fingers across my keyboard and work as hard as I can to reduce the pile my bosses put in front of me. I’ll keep all of the emotions inside. The touch of anxiety. The hint of Happy Dance. The inclination to…

A quiet cry for help from one of our own

I woke up early today, flopping around on my own bed to the sight of the rising summer sun and the sound of the clanking Syracuse garbage collectors. Somewhere around the world, you repeated some version of that scene, hot, cold, northern, southern, under the sheets or the over the blanket. Kim Hood, one of…

I find Angie’s new blog on Weebly

A month or more back, I tried to help Angie straighten out her Kentucky Train Wreck with WordPress. Peace Love Great Country Music, who’s much more computer language terminology fluent than I, volunteered to help bridge conversations between the blogger and a help team to see why she kept getting locked out from her own…

The Writer’s Life — Blog Tour

That photo at right is not a working typewriter. It’s still pretty neat, though, my little remembrance of how I used to take the words from my mind, send them through my fingers, onto paper and onward to the world of readers. First, teachers. Later, readers of newspapers. Later, keyboards linked to computer or laptop…

Please, WordPress, get Angie blogging again

Angie can’t blog again. WordPress employs a squad of “happiness engineers.” After first blush, Angie isn’t very happy. Something is amiss, in Kentucky, where 72-year-old Angie again can’t deliver to the world her Kentucky Angel’s Train Wrecks blog, and where ever the folks sit and punch in the directives that try to make us in…

Angie says she won’t be blogging anymore

The email from Angie two days ago did not make me happy. My blogging friend from Kentucky again was having trouble with her WordPress account. That’s putting it mildly. “WordPress hates me,” she wrote. “I’ve had to reset my password two times in the last two hours and none of them are working just like…

Here’s to another 500

Big wheels keep on turnin’, Proud Markie keeps on churnin’ … Rollin’ on the WordPress. I received the Big Blue 500 this morning. My story about Syracuse veteran guitarist Mark Doyle got me to that nice, round number. Not bad for a writer who pushed the button for his first markbialczak.com piece — “Yeah, I’ve…

Toledo has a mascot named Jim Flealand

Beth of I Didn’t Have My Glasses On has gone all mascot on us, Syracuse. She’s taken her first shot in the great Syracuse Chiefs vs. Toledo Mud Hens blog vs. blog wager. I will admit, so very grudgingly, that I do like the idea of a baseball character who goes by the name of…