WordPress has put me through no end of grief trying to post stuff to the blog this year. It seems that I used the wrong code to embed a video from YouTube, and this caused a feedback loop or something, so the only thing that showed up was the incorrect code and some text around it, over and over again.
The AI helper that is supposed to help you solve problems gave me some directions and I followed them, then found that I could not add anything to the blog. Finding itself out of its depth, the AI helper referred me to a real person, but since no real person was available, it promised to get back to me or send me an email. Neither happened.
Later I tried again and actually got in touch with a real person. She took some time to look over all the files, got back to me to tell me how to fix them, and disconnected. I did get a message later saying that the problem was that I did what the AI helper told me to do, but it was the wrong thing.
Well, the AI helper was able to figure stuff out a little better today, so hopefully we are up and running. But just remember that computers are animated by the souls of the damned.
It’s true! I read it on the internet!
But before AI actually figures out what it is trying to do and turns us all into its work slaves, we still have time to concentrate on more happy stuff.
Charlotte offered the morning devotion this morning and talked about gratitude. A nice topic for somebody like me, who tends toward a glass-is-happy-empty view of life. I thought I remembered a song by that title. Turns out that there are a number of them. I finally found the one I was looking for.
Back at High Cotton
I dropped on by this afternoon. When I walked in, Jay was hugging a local boy and congratulating him for completing first grade. A few more locals dropped in for lunch. High Cotton is always an interesting place. It reminds me a lot of my high school art teacher’s classroom. It gathered random artistic-type stuff over the years, and items might stay on the walls for years. It seems Stephanie is always working on something. I picked up another t-shirt.
Anyway, I am pleased to be able to announce that Stephanie is taking over as the director of the local Boys and Girls Club, which in turn is taking over programs at the Tutwiler Community Education Center.
(BTW, if you click on the link, it not only tells you all about it but offers a link where you can make a donation.)
So soon we can count on the youth of Tutwiler playing basketball, doing artsy things, and otherwise engaging in interesting and fun activities this summer.
As we leave High Cotton, it is only fair to mention that although not as lavish as the Ladies’ Room, the Men’s Room is tastefully decorated.
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