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I had been using wordpress as managed by the Ubuntu package management system. This had caused a little bit of trouble because of the way it handled (or didn’t handle) multiple installations. It more recently became even more trouble because it has PHP4 as a requirement, but I wanted to install something else that had PHP5 as a requirement. I’m pretty sure that wordpress will do just fine under PHP5, but it would have been auto-un-installed with the move from PHP4 to PHP5.

Samantha, Imagine if you will: You’re on a TGV or Bullet Train. You’re traveling through snowy, mountainous countryside. As you speed along, you pass through regularly spaced tunnels each a little bit longer and closer than the previous. As a result, it’s alternately light and dark, and you hear a bit of a whoosh sound as you make each transition. That’s what this past month has been like for me.

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My brother-in-law and his wife (my sister-in-law-in-law?) are here from the NYC suburbs for thanksgiving. In an effort to show them that we don’t live in a cultural wasteland — which, ya know, compared to NYC, we pretty much do — we showed them my audiotron which gets a variety of international radio stations. As she is Japanese-American, we put on “Osaka Hit Radio” and some other Japanese AM (and web-broadcast) radio station.

Babies like to suck. Babies need to suck if they want to go on living. We’ve decided not to give Sam a pacifier because, like so much in parenting, there’s a wealth of information about it, but very little agreement. Good: It can calm the baby. Bad: It can interfere with breastfeeding. Good: It can help reduce the risk of SIDS. Bad: It can be a hard habit to break. Good: Unlike thumbs, it can be taken away.

I grew up in North Carolina. We didn’t get much snow. As a kid, we’d drive to the north for Christmas with my grandparents. I understood that further North meant colder meant greater likelihood of snow. What I didn’t understand was that Richmond, VA — not so much “North.” Still, we’d take my sled up, strapped to the bike rack on the back of the family VW bug. And it did snow, in Richmond, just enough to keep a kid’s hope up — though an actual white Christmas was still pretty rare.

Welcome to Fruit Fly Club Med: Altoona. I’m your host Armando. Here at Fruit Fly Club Med: Altoona, you’ll find all of the normal Fruit Fly Club Med activities, from leisurely, loopy flights around the kitchen, to banana naps. Enjoy our nightly feast featuring a fruit platter with a garbage amuse-bouche and an occasional kitty litter surprise dessert. But here at Fruit Fly Club Med: Altoona, we also have extreme sports including human baiting and disposal diving.

Here’s something I hate: Reaching down to pick up a piece of dirt off the laminate floor only to discover, after I’ve squeezed it between my fingers, that it’s the kind of dirt that comes out of the back of my cat.

Daddy’s Girl — good thing Momma’s Boy — not so much

h2. What they have in common When she wants to be fed, she wants to be fed now, and she’ll keep telling you that until you feed her. She hates having her claws clipped. Pooping is an any time any where sort of event. She like to fall asleep leaning on daddy. She naps like it’s going out of style.