Huston Update .....

  For Fuck Sake!!! I don't know What, or How That happened, peeps! Presumably some fucking system update, from Blogger, which I basically ignored?

  I've gone on their (peer run) forum. Of course; Fucking useless! Today, I googled the problem. That led to me fucking around behind the scenes.

  That led me to about two dozen Comments, awaiting waving through, which the fucking system never alerted me to!!!!!

  Fucking great page full of the things! Going back to the fucking ark, from what I could tell! 

  Now, of course, in my excitement; I've clicked the lot and they've been published.

 But, that's it! I've no further record of them. The only way I can find them again is by crawling back across the Blog, looking for them and responding where it looks like it may do some good.

  I dunno. What's a man to do? I guess I'll just have to start crawling :| Not right this minute though. But, I will do, probably over the next twenty four or so.

  It also looks like we can click the little boxes again too. Swift mark of how ye found the post, sort of thing.

  Right, well I Hope I've got it sorted out, now? I dunno if it was sending shit to my Gmail addy? That would be par for the course. Part of the global take over.

  If anyone reading This could leave a test comment, please? Just to see if it hits my proper, home addy, for me to wave it through? Thanks. 

And maybe click the little box for " Interesting ", or what ever? Just to be sure it all works again?

  Okay. I'm off about my business and shall check back later. See what's happening Dreadfully sorry for all of ye who commented, then thought I'd ignored ye! Fuck sake!

This Is Encouraging .....

 I've just realised that I haven't had a 'Comment' in a week or two. Nothing so unusual about that. Enough of ye find the system simply defeats ye. Understandable. It's beaten me to my own knees more than once. And I run the fucking place!

 More than that though; I realised there were no 'ticks' in the little bit there where ye can 'Rate' a post. Click on the box to say ye found it " Interesting ". " Funny ". " A Complete And Irredeemable Waste Of A Valuable Few Minutes Of Ye Life ". What ever.

 Well; That can give one pause to wonder: " Is any cunt actually looking in here any more? " . I wondered. In fact, I wondered so much that I did something I rarely bother to do. I checked my " Stat's ". I can do that here.

 How nice :-) There's a nice little, double figures a day popping in here! I've never had ~ as far as I'd know ~ and certainly never expected Hundreds! Why on earth would I / should they?

 No. As long as some peeps are bothering to drop by and check for new stuff, every now and then? That's nice. It shows I'm not wasting my time, Comments, 'Ratings' or not.

 This sort of thing though gives one pause to wonder:

WTF?! 

 I mean; What the fucking hell is That all about?! What language is that? What was the person searching for? How long before life on Saturn picks this up and thinks; " What The Fuck is this 'Ditch Shitter' lunatic on?! "

Bugger! The thing is; I came in here to mention that point, just as a swift opener to a whole load of stuff I wanted to talk about. 

Trouble is, the shit I wanted to tell ye about is still happening. It's sending in news like bullets flying around my head. Net result is that; It's taken me so long to respond to Half the goings on here, I'm now too fucked to type sense about it!

 Never mind. As I quietly cave in tonight, thinking of a rushed and busy tomorrow? Good shit is bound to be made. 

 Jesus, how ironic. All 'winter' hunkering down, surviving. Now 'summer's steaming up? I'm so fucking busy doing shit, I haven't got time to sit typing about it!

 Shit I'm gagging to talk about:  Dogs, Birds, Nest Boxes, 'The Idiot', Irish Law', Mink, The River In Town, Mink Rafts, Biodiversity, Tidy Towns Committee, Horses, Home Brew, All sorts!  

I'll get round to most of it ~ sooner or later. Just a bit hectic right now. Check by to keep up! ;-)

Trefoyl's Comment Answered .....

Tefoyl, I decided my reply, to ye below Comment was getting so involved I might as well send it as a Post here.

I was explaining that every Comment here has to pass my eyes and be waved through. This is purely and simply because some times a person will forget themselves and use my real name. I was explaining that to account for having originally assured ye it was me talking.

Life, on line, is a cabaret. I like my avatar and handle. The shit I come out with just wouldn't work if I signed it " Collin Rhodes " or something, would it?

'I'm a writer' ? Heh. Forgive me but, as plenty who have followed my 'career' for a while would know by now; If half the people who told me that would buy it? I'd probably have written a book by now ;-)

Anyway, me delete this Blog? Not fucking likely. If nothing else, it gives me a place to type the word " Shit " and not get my message fucked with :p

But, as ye see, it's giving me shit again, look. Can't sign into my own fucking Blog to respond to a Comment with a Comment of my own! Shit like this pisses me off big time.

For anyone wondering why I'm not beating my way in here to say shit much anymore? Reason's simple: Summer. Eire just had Summer. Two weeks in the year when we get to pick one or two of the ever growing lists of jobs we need to get done. And go for it.

I, as it happens, managed to concrete 95% of the horse pen. I also repaired the ditch ~ The Ditch ~ and reframed / hung the door. Now it's raining again. And, guess what? My fucking back's gone Again!

Mixing concrete? Humping doors over land? No problem. Leaning forward to hitch a Dog onto his chain, as I do, several times a day. Every day of the year? You got it! So did I. Like a fucking lightening bolt. Straight in the lower spine.

Jezuss fucking christ! I dropped onto my knees like a sack of shit. I screamed so loud " Nigger " backed off and dropped to his belly, begging Insane Dad not to follow through and kill him for what he'd done so wrong. Poor Dog. I mean, one minute I'm all gently, " Here, Niggy, Niggy " and smiling. Next second I'm contorting and screaming, apparently throwing myself at him!

As it happens, I wasn't. Nor was I Meaning to throw my right knee cap at that fucking rock! But, I managed it. Fucking bulls eye! Me, rolling and screaming. Nig' shitting himself. Rest of them shouting and bouncing. Only thing missing was some stupid, Chav cunt with a fucking phone camera. I'd have been all over You Tube in minutes.

Saw a horror film, when I was a kid. Culminated in someone opening a box to find a detached, female head inside it. And this girls head was staring out, crying in this raspy voice; " Kill me! Kill me! ".

I could never work that out, as a chavvie. What could be so bad about just being a head? Ye could watch TV. Talk to people. Read shit.

My Dad was 'killed' in a motor wreck. Broke his neck and, had we had the science then that we have today? They'd probably have managed to keep him alive, from the neck up. I wonder what his last words, or thoughts might have been?

Comments .....

Sorry, peeps. There's just nothing we Bloggers on 'GooHoo' can do just now. I'm getting Comments sent in. I'm trying to Approve and publish them. Their whole system's going so completely to fucking rat shit, god knows what'll come next.

And, for the record: I have absolutely no recourse. There's no Support / Help I can report this to. Google and Yahoo, are great at the smoke and mirrors shit. Ye'd probably have more luck getting a direct line of dialogue going with Dell, that rag head the yanks blame everything on, or god.

Bottom line? Comment away. I can read them. And I appreciate them. I want to publish them. Maybe, one day, they'll all appear here?

Maybe, one day, the over blown Personal Detail collecting Mammon which has now melded Google into Yahoo will choke on its own bile for us fucking minions; And the whole fucking system will just implode?


Errr; Yes. I'm getting sick and tired of it. Decades ago, I used to exchange letters with my friends. I still have such friends. Only, now I can't publish their fucking words here.

Maybe I'll buy some ink and postage stamps again. Just stay in touch with those who matter. Guys I've known half my life. Real Deals. Good Fellas.

A Word On 'Comments' .....

Today someone put my actual name in a Comment on here. I was out on my land at the time so never saw it for an hour or more. Some of ye may react to that by thinking, " So what? My entire name and fucking address appears on my site! So, what's the big deal? ". Others may think, " Oh, FFS!!! He did What?" . I'm of the latter view.

So ..... Having elected to allow all and sundry to post what ever they felt like as a Comment on here, without Any Moderation from me; This has now proven a security risk. I don't do security risks! Not when I can help it.

So, here's the craic: I've changed the system on here. From now on, every word anyone tries to put on here will come through me. I'll get to check what ye trying to say. Believe me, I'll only be looking for ye slips of the tongue. My name is " Ditch Shitter ". " Ditch " is fine. Insults are fine. Anything ye fuckin like is fine. Only NOT my fucking real names. First or last. Names lead to addresses. Don't Ever fuck me around.


But now, here's the sweetener: In making this change, I realised ye poor bastards have to go through that stupid 'Word Verification' shit. Typing out some unintelligible, unreadable crap, usually three times before ye get it the way they want it. Fuck that too. I've switched that off. (Thank Fuck, eh? Sorry about that. ever realised it existed. I despise that too)

So, let's get on. Post ye comments at will. Say what ye like. Just leave clues to my identity out of it.

At least now, if ye Do fuck up, I can un fuck ye. I don't have to Delete ye entire damn Comment. It'll just not appear till I do.

Have fun, people. And Think.