In honor of my mom's broken ankle
Mom fell broke ankle
ouch! Here I am to help - Yay!
Ugg - cold. Bad timing.
ouch! Here I am to help - Yay!
Ugg - cold. Bad timing.
It seems like, just for fun, once a year or so, the cyber-gods and deities of webdom, gather together on their virtual reality version of mount Olympus and gab about where to do good and where to inflict pain and suffering. And, while life for me, or at least, cyber life, is pretty, good, once a year, at this goddly gathering, I can't seem to dodge a particularly pointy pixelated thunderbolt that comes shooting down and stabs my website right through it's little html heart. Once a year my website gets deleted. Maybe the gods are up there clicking their coded glasses in their high altitude snow lodge,and thinking it serves me right for not updating my site often enough, or maybe they're cursing me for my bad code. Either way, twice so far, my website, the whole thing, down to meta tags has gone *Poof* and disappeared from its server. If there's any consolation though, the gods did it, not me.

