Blog Gone Live, Again.

Posted on January 28, 2021 by D. L. Keur

So, in 2019, I eradicated (as in completely removed) my blog. You see, it wasn’t good enough to just stick it in a corner where, supposedly, nobody would find it, even completely locked down. In fact, even setting up severe restrictions on access still threw issues because, honestly, even GoogleBot doesn’t respect ‘no admittance’ lockdowns unless you actually set things behind an .htaccess prohibition. And doing that makes some bots just keep bumping against the door. So, I destroyed it all in one fell swoop–SHIFT-DELETE–off the server …but not before saving years worth of posts, pages, images, etc. I’ve reinstalled the posts and the images–the public ones, not the private ones. And, now, there will never be anything in draft form because, guess what?, Google indexes those sitting in draft, as well, posting them to their search engine for the world to see. Didn’t know that? Neither did I. It’s because Google and all the other bots actually eat of anything in a database …which is where a CMS (that’s Content Management System, for those curious) stores everything.

But Now I’m Ba-ack!

And so are all those historic posts of mine.

Shudder at will, my friends. The self-applied muzzle is off.

Of course, it’s been replaced by an N99 anti-covid mask, but, well, that’s just thanks to a certain little virus that won’t go away and leave us alone.

Anyway, I hope you are all looking forward to me and mine, mine being my sometimes funny, sometimes serious, sometimes touching, sometimes irascible, sometimes downright obnoxious commentaries on life, living, and the state of being.

Coming to you from the North Country.

Posted after Removing My Blog in 2019

Posted on May 23, 2020January 28, 2021 by D. L. Keur

I used to blog extensively. ~~I don’t any more as you can tell by the fact that I closed my blog and put up this~~ flat-file page instead. And, as you can tell by the dates ~~of this flat file ‘blog’~~, I’ve not got a whole lot to say—at least nothing that is ‘safe’ to say. In truth, since Mom died, I’ve not had much inclination. Death has a way of damping the spirit, especially for a person who doesn’t ‘believe’ in death. I’ve tried, but communicating just doesn’t seem worth the effort, anymore, especially when everybody seems to take exception to any and everything anyone, especially me, says that they think might be offensive to them if they twist the interpretation pretzel-wise, warranted or not.

If I stick to just the facts, Ma’m, things become dry and boring. If I color them up a bit with my dry, sometimes caustic humor, somebody somewhere will take exception. If I go into down-home country talk, that offends one side, and if I go into PhD speak, that offends the other. What’s a gal… er … a person to do? Go about their business and don’t say anything at all, that’s what. Do go vote, though. And vote your conscience, not what others tell you you should think and do. THINK FOR YOURSELF and, remember, everybody out there pushing their perspective more than likely has a selfish agenda that does NOT have your best interests at heart. Follow the money and vote against that highly well-financed clamoring tide.

June 8, 2019

Posted on June 8, 2019January 28, 2021 by D. L. Keur

June 8, 2019

So, because I’m back to being the household breadwinner, now, I’ve reopened my graphic art business. So if you need some graphic art work done, I am available again. You can find my business website here: https://www.zentao.com/graphic-art/.

In other news, one of our cats — not old, either — just up and dropped dead. It was the strangest thing and it left me in shock for days. I had just given him a couple of strokes and gotten coffee, went back upstairs to my office, and there was this horrible yowl. I bolted back downstairs, and there he was outstretched in the middle of the great room floor, yowling horribly and just laid out. He expired as I knelt over him, stroking him. Thankfully, it was quick, and Kathy, the vet, says it was probably a heart attack or an annurism. I miss him (Toes, our long-haired polydactyl cat).

Why I Write.

Posted on February 18, 2019January 28, 2021 by D. L. Keur

…Because I have to. It’s a compulsion. And, no, I’m not an obsessive-compulsive personality. I am driven, yes. I am passionate. I am labelled a ‘high achiever’, though, when measured against the achievements others I know and what they accomplish in the same amount of time, I’m a slacker by comparison.

Someone asked me what genres I actually prefer to write. I had to think about that, because, I love all the stories I write. I love the characters, I love their stories. But, when push comes to shove, when it comes to ‘genre’, I love writing science fiction. As usual, though, I don’t write formula. The aliens aren’t the bad guys. Humans aren’t the heros. There aren’t any bad guys and good guys, no good against evil. Because that’s not really how reality works. It’s all about perspectives.