Woo, I keep breaking WordPress.

Yeah, I know I’m not supposed to run the most current code unless I’m willing to put up with some breakage, but usually there’s someone around willing to give you a hand with fixing things. Not so much with WordPress. You’d figure they’d want more guinea pigs for QA reasons, but I dunno. And they’re using Subversion, which is also kind of ass. And by ass, I mean there isn’t any documentation.

So yesterday I made it to the gym and they were trying to clean out the lost-and-found. They had a bucket with about a dozen sets of keys. And not just single keys or locker keys, but car keys on rings with the alarm remote and house keys. How in the hell do you forget your keys at the gym? Do you some how break into your car, hot-wire it, get home, and then throw a brick through a window to get inside? I mean, just getting to the parking lot and not having your car keys should give a person a big clue that they forgot something. There was also a cell phone, and they threw out about 20 locks. One of those locks was mine, probably, but I already bought a replacement.

Did I mention my brother-in-law is coming to interview for a teaching job? He’s going to stay in the “computer room” which, in the distant past, was my sister’s bedroom in my parents’ house. Can I point out the DISTANT PAST part to my sister? Yeah, a 41-year-old guy should have moved out a while ago, but I’m here taking care of my elderly parents. Asian son and all. Anyway, in the 35 years we’ve lived here, NO ONE HAS BOUGHT ME A CHEST OF DRAWERS. I should do that for myself. I do have a chest of drawers, but it’s for a baby.I would need two drawers just for my underwear, for example, and my shirts would probably fit 6 to a drawer.

So I use the spare bed for my clothes. Stacks and stacks of clothes. Here’s a picture:

I have to find a place to stash all that so my brother-in-law can sleep there. He’s also kicking me out of my TV & computer space.

So, anyway, that’s about it for now. I missed posting yesterday because I was drinking cocktails and chatting with friends (and apparently they read my nonsense) so here it is, two days worth of crapola in one!