Dreamweaver Daze
Sweetheart is an instructor with a memorable style. Her voice never raises above a soothing, lulling tone whatever appalling pony-behaviour is taking place before her eyes. When Buggah the bolshy bay flies into a snorting, head-tossing tantrum, you hear "Ooohh naughty Mr Big Orange! Give him a little tap tap tap with your heels!"
Another of her lines: “Now, give tiny Penny-pony a little wake-up call with the tickling stick...”
Panikos asked if this translates as ‘whip the bastard till he does what he’s told’, to which the answer is ‘exactly,’ but Sweetheart's way is so much nicer.
When she benevolently bent her gaze upon Clyde, my macho stallion (ex) on one of his bravado bids to leap three fences in one stride, and murmured “ohhh naughty Clydey-boy! Are you being a bit of a winkle today?” we decided it was time to change class.
Lots of pony-time for pony-girl today, and she joined up with a bunch of other girls to have fun in the top school – :) so I came home to make a start on Christmas shopping and Christmas Puzzles for hard-facts. It was nice to have some pony-free thoughts for a change. Panikos recently got it into his head that instead of me saying three times an hour ‘just pop this up on the site for me’ it would be a really splendid idea if I learned how to upload midi files for Name that Tune puzzles myself. So I am battling to get to grips with Dreamweaver. I’m not a natural at PC stuff, which is the less hurtful way of saying that you need look no further for the helpline caller who spent ages searching for the Any Key to press, so you can see that ftp has been a bit of a challenge but I’m making headway. It was a real thrill when I realised that making some little change on my pc causes a hard drive on our server thousands of miles away in the US to whirr and click into action! Now that’s power (and a concept it’s fun to imagine explaining to a time-travelling Ancient Greek philosopher who would knock spots off us in debate but who would have quite a lot to catch up on.)
It occurred to me after one near disaster I’m doing some tidying up..... we didn’t need that old graphics folder did we? TELL ME WE DIDN’T NEED IT! that allowing me to fiddle about with hard-facts’ vital files was not the wisest move Panikos ever made.
“Oh it’s ok,” he soothed, “Even as you tell me you’re working on it I quickly backup the entire board to CD.”
Another of her lines: “Now, give tiny Penny-pony a little wake-up call with the tickling stick...”
Panikos asked if this translates as ‘whip the bastard till he does what he’s told’, to which the answer is ‘exactly,’ but Sweetheart's way is so much nicer.
When she benevolently bent her gaze upon Clyde, my macho stallion (ex) on one of his bravado bids to leap three fences in one stride, and murmured “ohhh naughty Clydey-boy! Are you being a bit of a winkle today?” we decided it was time to change class.
Lots of pony-time for pony-girl today, and she joined up with a bunch of other girls to have fun in the top school – :) so I came home to make a start on Christmas shopping and Christmas Puzzles for hard-facts. It was nice to have some pony-free thoughts for a change. Panikos recently got it into his head that instead of me saying three times an hour ‘just pop this up on the site for me’ it would be a really splendid idea if I learned how to upload midi files for Name that Tune puzzles myself. So I am battling to get to grips with Dreamweaver. I’m not a natural at PC stuff, which is the less hurtful way of saying that you need look no further for the helpline caller who spent ages searching for the Any Key to press, so you can see that ftp has been a bit of a challenge but I’m making headway. It was a real thrill when I realised that making some little change on my pc causes a hard drive on our server thousands of miles away in the US to whirr and click into action! Now that’s power (and a concept it’s fun to imagine explaining to a time-travelling Ancient Greek philosopher who would knock spots off us in debate but who would have quite a lot to catch up on.)
It occurred to me after one near disaster I’m doing some tidying up..... we didn’t need that old graphics folder did we? TELL ME WE DIDN’T NEED IT! that allowing me to fiddle about with hard-facts’ vital files was not the wisest move Panikos ever made.
“Oh it’s ok,” he soothed, “Even as you tell me you’re working on it I quickly backup the entire board to CD.”
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