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Those Odd-Looking Posts

Some of you have been wondering about odd-looking posts, mostly headline with no text, that have been appearing here lately.

There is nothing wrong with your computer. There’s nothing wrong with your connection to this blog.

I’ve put up those posts. What they are is connections to earlier posts, some of them from years ago, that generated a lot of interest at the time and which I think might still be interesting today. After all, a lot of you weren’t here yet, back when these were published. So I thought you might enjoy them. It’s sort of a “Best Of” feature.

To read the original post, all you have to do is click the link.

I will also take reader requests for earlier posts to be re-run: so if there’s something you’d like to see again, just let me know.

And don’t worry–this doesn’t mean I’m going out of business.

Curtain Call! (But Not for Actors)

Ah, the sanity break–here’s how a couple of kittens play hide and seek, when they’ve got access to all the nice hanging curtains their hearts could desire. And on the off-chance you’ve enjoyed this video…

Help revive this blog! By now my viewership is down about 40% from what it had been for every day of the past five months, till April came along. I don’t know why! So, please–if you’ve got your own blog, re-blog whatever I’ve posted that you like. If not, well, please tell your friends about this site and encourage them to visit. I mean, really–the thing is melting away before my eyes.

Where Did All the Comments Go?

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I received an email from Phoebe last night, saying she’s been prevented, somehow, from posting comments here. And it’s 11:00 this morning, and look, Ma, no comments!

I don’t think that’s ever happened before. Is everybody being blocked?

In the past, regular readers who’ve regularly posted comments suddenly lost their ability to do so. Those were WordPress problems, and WordPress fixed them.

If you have been blocked from posting a comment today, please let me know. Use my email address, leeduigon@verizon.net, so I can forward your email to the tech support at WordPress.

Problem after problem after problem… and they want to merge our minds with these stupid computers. Jesu defend us!

Win a Free Trip to Obann!

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This has got to be the greatest prize I’ve ever offered. Win two weeks in Obann! Or more, if there’s any trouble bringing you back.

If you’ve ever had a hankering to get chased by birds as big as horses, or go boating among the lake monsters, or secretly prowl the network of ancient tunnels beneath the city–well, then, this is the vacation for you. Like, it’s got everything!

Oh! Yes, of course, some of you don’t know what I’m talking about. Easily remedied: just go to the top of the page and click “Books.” Everything in the world of Obann can be found in my books. In fact, that’s the only way you can get there.

I’m announcing this prize very early. Whoever posts Comment No. 15,000 on this blog will win it. That ought to take a few months. There’ll be plenty of time for new readers to come aboard and get a little taste of Obann. Plus cat videos, which have not yet been invented there.

If you’ve already won, if you’re already a regular visitor to Obann, well, tell your friends about it!

I envy the reader who will wind up exploring Lintum Forest with Helki the Rod as his guide, or sitting around an Abnak campfire to hear Prester Orth preach the Word of God. I wish I could enter, too, but it’s just not done, to enter one’s own contest.

A Non-Progress Report

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There’s not much that’s more maddening than for undesirable things to happen for some undetectable reason. When you can’t find the cause, you can neither do something to solve the problem nor resign yourself to live with it.

For the past five months in a row, this blog was cruising along with better than 200 views a day: in fact, this past March was a record-setter. And then along comes April, and all the air goes out of the balloon. It would be instructive to know why, because then I could fix it. But I don’t know why.

I thought it might have to do with the sudden and still unexplained drying-up of referrals from Facebook, but the loss is about twice as high as would be expected, were that the reason.

Any theories, anyone out there? Anything I’m doing wrong, that I ought to stop doing? Is it Joe Collidge who has chased people off? I wouldn’t put it past him.

Win Fantastic Gold Coins!

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We’re so close to having a winner of our current comment contest, it should probably happen today–and wow, holy moly, what a prize!

Yes! If you’re the lucky reader who posts Comment No. 13,000 on this blog, you will win a whole shoebox full of genuine gold coins worth thousands and thousands of dollars! Fabulous wealth can now be yours–

What? I don’t have that shoebox full of gold coins anymore? Did you look under the bed? Or in the closet, under the Christmas ornaments? You did…

Well, folks, sorry about that. But you can still win an autographed copy of one of my books. Post it anywhere on this blog: I’ll see it.

All comments are eligible except: 1) comments abusive of anyone else on this blog; 2) those containing profanity or blasphemy; 3) thinly-disguised commercials, like that’s gonna fool me, I’m such a schmo; 4) anything simply too inane to bother with.

That’s that. Now all we have to do is see who wins.

Comment Contest: Less than 100 to Go

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Well, we’ve just passed the 12,000 mark, and whoever posts Comment No. 13,000 on this blog will win an autographed copy of one of my books.

I’m thinking of re-opening the contest to earlier winners, so they can win again. If this is not a stupid question, are you in favor of that?

Maybe I should also offer a prize to anyone who can figure out what happened to my Facebook and Newswithviews referrals–a mystery that has so far baffled all attempts to unravel it. Where’s Hercule Poirot when you need him?

Wahoo! Comment Contest Time

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I almost forgot to announce the new comment contest today: nothing like a bit of Swedish feminism to unsettle one’s plans.

Whoever posts Comment No. 13,000 to this blog will win an autographed copy of one of my books–and we’re already at No. 12,800 and change, so we don’t have far to go. The winning comment can be on any subject and may be addressed to any item posted on this blog. Don’t worry, I’ll find it.

Ineligible will be comments abusive to anyone else on this blog, any comments featuring profanity or blasphemy, any that are really just thinly disguised commercials, and any that are really just too inane to bother with. Apart from those, pretty much anything goes. Someone (she knows who she is!) once won one of these contests just by saying “Ugh.” Not that I’m encouraging such brevity.

I’ve lost count of how many of these contests we’ve had, which probably means something good.

This Blog Needs You

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When you come right down to it, all I can do for this little cyber-enterprise is write the articles and post the pictures. Everything else has to be done by you, the readers.

I depend on you to circulate the posts–by sharing them on Facebook, if you have it, or other social media sites, and trying a bit of word-of-mouth advertising when you think of it. We can only grow by adding new readers, new visitors.

We’ve been growing steadily since 2012, and so far 2017 is shaping up to be our best year yet.

I just wanted to say “Thank you,” and now I’ve said it.

Eureka! (Maybe)

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Calloo, callay, oh frabjous day! My Facebook referrals are back.

When Archimedes, in the course of taking his bath, suddenly realized he could calculate an object’s weight (or something) by the amount of water it displaced, he leaped out of the tub and shouted “Eureka!”, which means “Hot dog!”

I can’t quite do that, because I don’t know that anything I’ve tried actually did the trick, bringing back Facebook referrals to this blog after I got mysteriously disconnected from FB last weekend and have gotten hardly any referrals all week long. Maybe some of you folks out there accomplished it by sharing one of our cat videos on Facebook. I don’t know. All I know is, they’re back today, returning as inexplicably as they disappeared.

My father had no object in his house which he didn’t understand. Whatever it was, if it stopped working, he knew how to fix it. And if he didn’t know, his kid brother, Uncle Ferdie, an inventor, would be sure to know. I used to love to watch the two of them take apart the television set and fix it. Dad never had to send it to the shop.

Well, my own apartment is full of gadgets whose workings I couldn’t explain if my life depended on it. And I daresay I’m not alone in that respect.

And so, at least for the time being, my nagging Facebook problem has been solved–how, I just don’t know. But if any of you readers did anything to solve it, you have my thanks. It wasn’t a big problem, but it was certainly a nagging one.


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