Showing posts with label Blogger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blogger. Show all posts

Sunday, August 7, 2016

The pursuit of this blog is starting to bore me

As they say in colloquial French, Google commence à me gonfler sérieusement. (Translated: Google is starting to give me the shits.) Several times a day, I'm obliged to confirm my personal identity. The buggers seem to realize that I've been using two different identities [William.Skyvington and Skyvington.William] to handle this and other blogs. If only there were a charitable human being aboard the good ship Google, I would say to him humbly:

Father, I sinned by daring to use more than one God-given name. Would you please ask my Lord Google to pardon me, and accept the fact that those two names represent one single soul: me. 

However I simply don't know how to utter such a simple prayer... So, I'm stuck with my evil double-life. But, if this situation continues to bore me, I intend to take French leave of all these blogs... and leave them sitting there untouched, in an eternal state of virginal tranquility. That situation would amuse me greatly. But I'll make a few more vain attempts to get in touch with a human being at Google.  

Je pense pourtant que le jeu n’en vaut pas la chandelle.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

New blog-display formats

In the latest version of my BLOG VIEWS menu (in the right-hand column, just below the biographical block with my photo), you can now choose between 7 possibilities.

The classic and magazine formats are new.

BREAKING NEWS: When you choose the classic format, you'll find that there's room on the page for a wide ad, of a size that you don't usually encounter in my blog. Worse still, at present, this ad space seems to be occupied (at times) by the following publicity:

I've just submitted a complaint to the Blogger forum stating that I don't approve of the presence of this ad in the middle of my blog. Meanwhile, I advise my readers who use Macs to be very wary of this MacKeeper product. What does it mean to "clean" a Mac? What exactly is a "dirty" Mac? I've just heard of a case (my ex-wife's Mac) in which the above-mentioned product seems to remove stuff that's not really "dirt" at all. On the contrary, the shit can start as soon as this stuff has been grossly removed from your Mac.

FINAL DECISION: I've finally decided to request the complete removal of ads from my blog.

Friday, April 1, 2011

New ways of looking at Antipodes

WARNING: You'll only be able to appreciate the subject of the present post if you're using a relatively new and powerful browser.

In case you didn't know it already, I must point out that those Google guys (behind the Blogger service, which houses my Antipodes blog) are wizards. Nevertheless, when I started reading the Blogger announcement of this new feature, my initial reaction was that it was surely a nerdy April 1 joke. No, it's all quite real. Enjoy the following different ways of browsing through my blog:






Amazing, no? Retrospectively, I'm glad I've developed the habit of trying to incorporate at least one image into each of my blog posts.

The next step will normally consist of putting some kind of graphic device in the sidebar of my blog so that readers can always choose one of these interesting new presentations. Maybe the Blogger folk will soon propose such devices.

ADDENDUM: To return to the traditional view, you merely use the back arrow of your browser. Incidentally, if your computer is still equipped with an antiquated browser that won't let you see these new views, then maybe it's time to change, say, to Firefox. In saying this, I'm aware, of course, that it might be your entire computer, not just your web browser, that needs to be renewed. These days, the "greens" talk a lot—and rightly so—about so-called sustainable goods. In my opinion, this concept cannot possibly be applied intelligently to computer hardware and software (except, of course, concerning the special question of avoiding the use of undesirable raw materials in the hardware). Obsolete computers can be terribly frustrating. Unlike good wine, they don't become better with age. They're more like cranky old men (no names, please) who end up being totally cantankerous.