Philippine Top 100 Blogs on Technorati 20 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Blogs & Blogging, The Neo-Blogger.
Reading Abe’s post on the topic, I found out that my fashion blog isn’t included on the list. Curious thought. Getting a PR6 on Tops 2 Bottoms didn’t help it one bit, eh? Oh, well. Perhaps my stats didn’t do well.
Lo and behold! Will you look at my stats —> Rank: 14,521 (224 links from 158 blogs)
Huh. I guess there’s an oversight, eh? I would’ve ranked 30th had they included me. I wonder how Light the Torch will do? It has twice as much links than that of my fashion blog. Hahaha. If only Technorati will let me claim it. Grrr.
So, yea — my two, not badly ranked by technorati, blogs aren’t on the list. Right. I’m griping about it. Ha.
Oh, I have a theory — perhaps they think I’m not Filipino enough? Hahaha.
Side note: Happy for my sister for making it to #3. Utter coolness.
UPDATE: Tops 2 Bottoms is now ranked #30 on the list! Thanks, Abe!
Dealing with Akismet 14 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Blogging Gadgets, Blogs & Blogging, The Neo-Blogger.
Earlier, I discovered that I can’t post any comment on my own blog. It puzzled me. But I just decided to move on and continue with my usual blog-hopping. When I tried leaving a comment at Liz’s, nothing happened. I tried it again. Yea, you guessed it — nothing. Arrggh. So, I went back here to figure things out.
Rico was online at that time so I went ahead and bugged him. He told me to clear the cache, I thought of running the AV and AB, and, of course, he made me do the classic re-starting of the PC. Not much help, really. But he patiently looked — interlaced with hearty WTF exclamations — at every possible angle, save one. That one thing was the thing I figured it out on my own in the end.
I found all my comments in the Akismet spam box [note: this garnered a fresh wave of WTFs from Rico]. I felt so confused and helpless.
What the hell was going on?! How am I suppose to fix it? Pffft.
Later on, when I mentioned it to Matt, he also tried to help me out. But we all know that there’s nothing much we can do but to simply get in touch with the people behind Akismet so that they can fix it. Well, that’s where my channel editors step in because, sadly, even my b5media blogs are affected, too. [Thanks in advance, guys!]
Anyway, Liz and I had this very interesting — and really funny — email conversation about my Askimet experience.
Hi Sasha! Your comments went to Akismet. i only kept one. It’s there now.
Hi, Liz! I thought so. I’m currently having problems with it. Akismet likes my comments so much that it eats up even the ones I leave on my own blog. Sigh. I don’t know how to fix it. Grrr.
I was having that same problem… Akisment was eating my own comments too.
Hahaha. Imagine my frustration but Rico was with me every step of the way. However, it was me who figured things out in the end. Hahaha.
I can imagine your frustration. As you know it’s even more fun, when you can’t find your own comments on your own blog!
True. But I guess I have to deal with a bit of extra work for now. It’s a bit ironic, actually. Just after we talked about how to encourage more comments and this happens, eh? Hahaha. Ah, well.
Akismet, just asked if you would pass the condiments, please.
I’m a bit slow on the uptake. That’s a joke, right? Hahaha. I’m holding onto the salt, sorry.
Yeah, Akismet is still hungry.
Well, Akismet has to settle for the bland taste. Heh. For now, think of Askimet suffering from bulimia.
I’m still laughing at that one. Perhaps we should get Akismet a mirror.
Shweeet! Or perhaps we can call Dr. Phil?
Wonder whether Dr. Phil would interview Akismet on his radio show?
Nah. It’ll be hard to understand Akismet’s words if the mouth’s full, right?
That one got me. LOL. Akismet probably has some weird WordPress accent anyway. speaks in code I bet.
Well, I’m cutting it short. I reckon you already know where the conversation was going.
Oh, Liz! Thanks for the comical relief to an otherwise irritating situation. It just proves just how nice you really are! First was my being one of the Successful Blog SOBs, now, making me laugh through this Akismet issue. Hahaha.
Right now, I’m just waiting for everything to be fixed.
/crosses her fingers
P.S. I dare you to continue the conversation. I had a hard time keeping up with Liz!
Step Up 12 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Films, The Rambler.
I’ve always loved dancing. Either performing, clubbing, or as a form of exercise. That’s why I love watching movies about anything that involves the art, i.e. Dirty Dancing, Honey, Centerstage, Save the Last Dance. So, whenever there’s a movie out that includes dancing in it, I’m surely inclined to watch it.
Enters a new movie coming up, Step Up.
I came across it when I saw a Sean Paul video a few days ago, which showcased some clips from the movie and, of course, it certainly piqued my interest. Hehehe. I knew I had to see the movie but the downside was that I didn’t know when it’s gonna hit the theatres here in Manila.
So, the ever impatient me, I googled it to find out more and I was also hoping to find the trailer. Ha. My search didn’t end in vain. Thanks to apple.com, not only did I watch the trailer, it also led me to the movie’s website so I learned bits more about it. Guess what? It’s now playing — elsewhere. Pffft.
That Channing Tatum is one fine thing. Yummy. The eyes, those lips and that body… he’s the shizzle. A certified hottie! And man, can he move! /sighs Okay. Okay. I’ll stop drooling now. Heh. Well, he also starred in the Samuel L. Jackson movie about basketball, Coach Carter, last 2005 and the last movie I saw him in was the one he did with Amanda Bynes, She’s The Man.
Anyway, I’m hoping the movie comes out this week. If it does, you can bank on it that I’ll be queueing up at the nearest ticket booth and yea, I’ll definitely let you know how it fares. That is, if you’re interested. Hehehe.
Meanwhile, I suggest that you check out the trailer and watch out for that cute little kid who shushed Channing at a ballet class — it cracked me up.
“It’s Like Open Mic Only Different” 11 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Blogs & Blogging, The Neo-Blogger.
Hanging out at Liz’s was sure loads of fun!
I was just talking to her about how much I agree with her 10 reasons why readers don’t leave comments and how much I wish my readers would just talk to me that same day when she told me that I should hang with them. It’s quite a novel thing really and it was a great place to meet interesting people.
I met Ben who knows where Basil is, Wendy who offers women some blogjolt, Chris who, I heard, has a gorgeous wife, Becky who supplied the drinks that night, and I know I’ve forgotten some people. Sorry.
Can you imagine just how much comments there were that day? 464 comments, man! Now, that’s what I call a blog with a voice — uh, several at that. Hahaha.
Twas a great time. I really had fun. So, if you have time next Tuesday night [uh, around 8-ish AM my time], head on over to Liz’s SOB, and jump in. Everyone is welcome!
Angry Silence Theory 7 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Mood Notes, Quotes, The Brooder.
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“If there’s one thing your loved ones have learned over time, it’s that you don’t express feelings the way others do, especially when it comes to anger. In that case, your preferred method is to shut up — completely — for days, if need be, or until you prove your point. That’s what’s going to happen now. You’ll let the world know you’re displeased through your silence, which, as it turns out, is every bit as formidable as an outlaw brandishing a weapon.”
Funny Fan eMail 7 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Blogs & Blogging, The Neo-Blogger, The Rambler.
Last week, I received my very first fan email. My friend and I actually made a joke out of it cuz it means I have a fan club. Get it? Not plural? Heh. I give up. I can never pass as a comedian no matter how hard I work on it. Well, it was funny when we were talking about it. Pffft.
I found it funny because it went like this:
Who am I? I’m a dreamer and a brooder. I’m a
technologist and a computer security consultant. I’m
also a public policy wonk, to boot.
Read your blogs. You write too much, but that’s OK.
I’m visiting Manila from Aug. 11 to Aug. 17. Would
like to buy you a chill pill at a cafe near you. Just
pick your poison– it’s on me!
Crikey! Did he honestly think I’d go out and meet a total stranger? Eeek. So I said no, politely. I did offer to correspond with him but, of course, I needed to know certain things, i.e. which blogs were he reading, where he was from, why he wants to meet me in person, etc. Twasn’t like I gave him the third degree, I didn’t. Hahaha.
Uh-oh. What if he reads this blog? Or – or — he bumps into me while he’s here in Manila? Eeek.
/bites her fingernails
Pffft. Yea, right. Like that would really scare me. Heh.
Harry Potter Marathon 5 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Films, The Rambler.
Earlier this week, my brother influenced me to watch all four of the Potter films. Believe me, I’m not one of those who would clamor bookshops to buy the latest release. I wasn’t even inclined to watch the movie when the first one came out. Come to think of it, neither did I for the succeeding ones. I only got to watch them on HBO or DVD.
Monday, it was The Sorcerer’s Stone. Tuesday, it was The Chamber of Secrets. Then, finally, last Wednesday, it was the last two, The Prisoner of Azkaban and The Goblet of Fire.
It was because he got hooked on the Harry Potter eBooks he found online. He’s been reading it at work. Imagine, by Wednesday, he was halfway through with the third book. Geez. I had to ask him if he still manages to get any work done.
“Work? What work?” he laughingly told me. Don’t get me wrong, he’s just the type who gets bored easily if his tasks are easy. He’s a software engineer. Bright kid, I tell you. [Can't you tell that I'm a proud sis? Hehehe.]
Anyway, now I think I’m infected with the bug. I think I want to read the books. Ack.
Purple, Black and Blue 2 August 2006Posted by Sasha in Mood Notes, The Brooder.
Purple is the colour of royalty. Black is the colour of sophistication. And Blue is the colour of loyalty. These three colours are such lovely hues seen all around us.
Black sky studded with stars like twinkling diamonds.
Memories from places I’ve seen floods my mind. I need these memories. They remind me that life is beautiful. These colours are meant to be beautiful.
Even if they’re not so attractive when left on your skin. They cease to be royal, sophisticated and loyal like they’re meant to be.