May 06, 2005
$EXU@L1TY
Okay. So. A few weeks ago, I was blogging about how double-T-hoTT I am because that's one of my favorite subjects. And yes, cynics, I'm overcompensating because I really look like Quasimodo. Get bent.
And after crafting such a fine, fine posting, I was horrified that I couldn't get it to Save or Preview, either as Draft or Publish. My pretty, pretty site was rejecting me! How could I go on? WHY DON'T YOU JUST KILL ME if I can't blog!!!
So I do what I always do at times like this. I cried and IMed Heather in a panic, making her stop in the middle of a work project and ATTEND TO MY NEEDS NOW!
Which she did, if only to shut me the hell up.
First, she emailed the hosting company, which is a totally logical, grown-up thing to do, so I never would have thought of it. Then she tried a bunch of magic internet stuff, and finally, shook a rainstick at it and sacrificed a live chicken. All for naught.
But she did figure out -- through methods known only to her -- that it was something in the body of the posting that was being rejected.
What?! Something that I wrote was being rejected?! Inconceivable! This is an outrage! I demand justice!
So, while I was dusting off my trusty torch and pitchfork (shuh -- like they ever sit long enough to get dusty), Heather calmly and methodically pasted my little anecdote, sentence by sentence, into my website to find the offending word(s).
And now I can't even tell you what that word was because it'll just refuse my post again. Wait -- I have a way!
$EXU@LITY
The hosting company people emailed us back quite quickly and explained that the site was rejecting my post because it had a word in it that was often used by spammers, and in order to protect my site yadda yadda yadda blee blah bloh.
It was quite rational and understandable of them, but seriously, with all the freaky shit I've blogged about, you'd think this would have happened before! Soccer moms tied and gagged, for God's sake!
Oh, great, here comes Mr. Pee $tain again.
Anyhoo, if you see weird words like se# toyz or h0tt wett teen@aged grrls in my site, you’ll know why. THE MAN IS CENSORING ME!
Comments
The Man huh...
Well, maybe some friendly punching will take care him.
Posted by: Mord at May 6, 2005 12:26 PM
I am so turned on right now.
I'm all about the violence committed in my name. I must've been an Aztec god in a former life.
Posted by: Pirate Wench at May 6, 2005 01:00 PM
Poor Heather spends more time on your website than on her own.
Posted by: Anne at May 6, 2005 01:30 PM
Which is why I'm kinda glad that Wenchie never took me up on my offer to help her with a website those many moons ago...
Posted by: Marty at May 6, 2005 08:19 PM
Wrong - can't be the MAN - the Man invented & revels in those phrases - it's some priss that needs a good bar scam to set her straight
Posted by: Nicholle at May 9, 2005 07:48 AM