Snelling Avenue Bunny

6:00 AM, late February. Pre-dawn. Waiting for bus. Silhouetted bunny down the block, crossing almost deserted Snelling. Even though obviously sprinting all-out, seemed to be taking forever. Northbound car and eastbound bunny; destiny, converging. Brakes lock. Bunny pivots. But just a fake. Returns to easterly heading. Disaster, narrowly averted.

RSS Feed to Get Blog to Facebook

Struggled a bit with the WPBook plugin. It seems promising, though, to simply tell Facebook how to find my RSS Feed. This might do the trick. I want to post an entry to the blog and have it show up in the News Feed on Facebook, too. We’ll see. As Jeff might say, “It’s possible.”

iPhone app, Facebook app

I have a new account on LivingDot and have WordPress installed. I see that I should be able to import my Blogger and Moveabletype posts. That is encouraging.

I am writing this on my iPhone using the WP app. This is intended as a narrative of me trying to integrate WB with FB.

WPBook is the thing. open parenthesis

Looks like I gotta set up a WebDAV folder.

Done and waiting for file copy to complete. The it is back to setting up the FB app.

Hmmm. Some of his settings don’t seem to match up with what is on FB. Maybe FB has changed.

It appears that I have the wpbook plugin configured on my blog,
And that I have a FB app created. But not sure what is next. And just at this point, Dorothea appears and I am to help her with her finance paper. Coffee is on. To the shower.

Wailin’ Jennies at the O’Shaughnessy

Last night we were at St. Kates to hear the Wailin’ Jennies. The auditorium was filled. Several thousand people in the audience.

I don’t remember the title of the song, but I loved the introductory explanation. Originally conceived of as a song about death, it turned out to be a lullaby. The consideration was of the impact you had just after you were born and the impact you will have just after you die. You are/will be unaware of both. Yet both are real and profound.

Also, I had a bit of an altercation with a woman sitting in the row just in front of us. The performers had come out for a second encore, around to the front of the stage to sing acapella, without microphones. Amazing and very beautiful. This woman in front of us took photos the whole time. Whir, beep-beep-beep, click! Repeat. When it was done and people were rising, I couldn’t help myself. I tapped her on the shoulder. She turned. And I said, That was really rude. She apologized. What was point of that whole thing?

My first post on WordPress

The domain name expired on February 17. My original plan was to begin a domain-less life, but on the night before, I panicked and signed up for I just installed WordPress and was futzing with getting a plugin for Facebook fired-up, but that might take awhile. So, in the meantime, hola!