Rambles

Here's some random rambles for your evening. Or morning, if you don't read this until tomorrow. Or afternoon, if you sleep in, on top of that.

The Pit Book: I'm still reading Gett Out of that Pit. It makes me cry a lot. Not bad crying, really. I like the book, overall. I have had God reinforce the concept of praying Scripture to Him, clinging to what is True rather than what I Feel. I don't feel I'm Out yet. The part I am struggling with most is the whole "I'm gonna do this wrong" feeling. On one hand, I know it is God who delivers pit dwellers to the Rock. And there's no one who does it so wrong that God can't deliver them. But on the other hand, there's the "my part" part of it ... and I worry that I won't pray *enough* or be disciplined enough in seeking God's deliverance, and will eventually lose heart and never get out. which of course takes me back to the fact that I need to pray the Truth and not lean on my own understanding and emotion.

Knitting. I started a replacement poncho for eminoodle, since the first one I made for her was too long for her. But I haven't worked much on it.

Spam. I've been getting a lot of blog-spam again. The lame kind where the comment is nonsense and the links change every time, and the IP address changes, or the comment is just "nice site." with a commercial URL. It's stupid. There's some anti-bloggy-spammy-thingie out there that someday I'll get around to trying out, but if that doesn't work, I might have to make you register to comment. Which would be a bummer. I rarely comment places I have to register, I don't know why. I don't want to stifle you! But the spam is wearing me down. I get a lot of email spam, too. I get tired of skimming it for real email, tired of deleting it. Spam tires me out. Must be all the anti-nutrients in the can.

Design. You know, my walking challenge guy is so out of date. I made new ones. I just haven't gotten around to changing my site. Because I want to redesign the whole thing. Only I'm not that css-savvy. I have no doubt I could be, but I'm not. And where would I find the time to become so? But I can't pay someone to design it, because I know I could do it myself. So I'm stuck with half-done, choppy, and out of date. Talk about lame.

What else? There was something else I thought I'd ramble about. What could it be?

Oh, I know! I totally missed De-Lurking Week this year! I didn't realize it until the last day, Friday. But you know what? Let's pretend I'm in a different week-zone in the blogosphere. I'm off a week from the real world. So THIS week is National, er, local De-Lurking Week. Or maybe just this post. So if you're a lurker, friendly or otherwise ... um ... make that friendly or polite-otherwise (don't really want to hear from the unfriendly AND impolite) and don't usually comment, why not pop me a comment? I promise I won't bite. I'll even try to come visit your blog. We all had such fun last year when we all delurked. It's much better than when the Klingons decloak in front of you. That's almost always bad news. Unless they're decloaking to fire and it gives you a chance to aim at them. But that's beside the point. Say hi! I won't make you do it again for another year. Or so. Depending on the week-zone shift. I think my blog exists in a rift in the space-time continuum. That's a nice word, isn't it? With all those u's together. You don't get many double-u words these days. W, yes, uu, no. Blah blah. Sorry. Maybe I'm tired.

Okay, here's the cute image to remind you, since I've gotten us off topic, to delurk for a bit. Oh, and regular commenters are, of course, also encouraged to comment. As always.