Tuesday, May 25, 2004

A comment on comments

I was told by a friend of mine last night that my comments function was demanding that she enter a password to enter a comment. (This is my friend who is a teacher, mentioned in the "On friends and writing" post. See, now you've gotten TWO mentions!) I have no idea why the message "This blog does not allow anonymous comments" is appearing on the comment page - I DO allow anonymous comments. I think it has something to do with the template I'm using. Blogger says that some templates may be incomplete in the comments functionality, but they offer a fix, which I will try to apply as soon as I've finished the two CDs I'm mixing for my friend's wedding. After all, I don't want to risk frying my computer before I'm done with that!

In the meantime, you CAN post comments. Go in anonymously (ignore the man behind the curtain who says you can't leave an anonymous comment) and post - but please leave a name of some sort, so I can start linking voices and writing styles to individual commenters. The comment for the post will still show "0 Comments", but if you click on the Comments link, you will see your comment. You can also email me at databoyecho at America Online.

I managed to completely uninstall Norton SystemWorks 2004 from my PC as of this morning - and my first instinct was to try to reinstall it again. But I managed to wrestle myself to the ground and knock some sense into my fool skull. Which is a lot less than will happen to me if I let my friend down for her wedding!

1 comment:

Betsy said...

I was with Harold at the movie that he speaks of in his recent blog. Something that I forgot to mention to him when we spoke today briefly about Miss Haleys passing is the following.

I have a wonderful 7 year old son.
In the past year he was diagnosed with Aspergers syndrome. A mild form of autism, but one which comes with its own set of problems.

I was given a list by this or that doctor of all of the symptoms etc. He has just about all of them...BUT...one of the symptoms is that these children generally do not like to hug, or make physical contact which he loves to do...and the other thing...these children generally cannot sense when someone else is sad.

At the movies yesterday my son said to me as we were walking out.
"Mom, Harold looks sad". He then looked up at Harold and said
"Harold, how is your dog doing"?

From the mouths of babes....

The world will miss Haley, but noone as much as her best friend.
You did well by her Harold, never forget that.