While messing about here trying to remember how one actually does things so as to be able to explain it to someone else, I inadvertently put up a post containing nothing but the words 'blah blah blah'. I deleted it immediately but there is the irrevocable horror of feeds and feed readers that mean that once committed in that way, then, like a fatwa or flatulence, once a blog post is out there there is no calling it back.
So, sorry about that feed reader readers! Just to make up for it, here is a picture of Molly in the woods, not today but a week or so ago.
Lovely walk with Rosie and Porridge, now I really must go pack a bag. See you in a few days.
16 comments:
"like fatwa or flatulence...there's no calling it back"
oh dear, that's rather brilliant. and yes, i was utterly fascinated with the missing "blah blah blah" post. it seemed a title very much unlike your usual. thanks for explaining.
From another "reader reader", thank you.
LOL. You had me at "flatulence"...
Have a good day :)
Hah! That's one way of flushing you out!
I was experimenting with adjusting fonts in order to instruct my newly blogging brother about it; the first two blahs were in default font (Trebuchet I think), the final one in Arial, I then rendered them all default. Then I hit publish instead of save then delete. The rest is history.
I really know nothing of the nature of fatwa, I understand them to be irrevocable. There will probably now be riots in Pakistan as a result of my aligning them with flatulence.
Actually, there is a way to get rid of such posts, presuming that Blogger doesn't change the url for a post once it's publsihed: simply overwrite the content and title with a new post.
Would that work? I bow to your expertise of course, but surely the original appears first?
However, on this occasion I was pretty much going out of the door and didn't really have time to think of anything else to write, or I'd have published the erratum-addendum straight away.
I'll bear it in mind next time I make a similar cock-up, however!
Damn. And there I was assuming 'blah blah blah' was some kind of deep and meaningful contemporary poetry – and trying to memorise it in order to impress the next arty person I might be trapped next to at one of those dinner parties I'm never invited to anymore for some reason.
Figmince! Honoured to receive you here kind sir.
Actually that was what I meant but then I lost my nerve. You can come to my next arty dinner party if you like.
I too am deeply impressed by the perfect pairing of unrecallable phenomena. And they alliterate. The meme-enthusiast in me wonders what other selections one might make.
Missed it, but I'm good with a simple, three word post.
Lucy! Lucy! Lucy!
Fatwa now will forever be linked in my mind with flatulence, and I am grateful to you for that.
Your photo of Molly is beautiful - love how the eye follows the frame of the trees and the light through them.
Such a lovely photo, Lucy.
I wouldn't have known a thing about your abortive post . . . but I do that sort of thing ALL THE TIME on my horrid touch phone. I'm always sending out texts that have to be followed up by "oops, I apologise for . . .".
you can overwrite a post, I've done it many times...
That's such a nice picture!
have a wonderful holiday and lots of baths...
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