Look at me, not getting anywhere fast
Oct. 31st, 2026 01:27 pmI'm supposed to be switching to a new email service after deciding Proton's over the line and Tuta isn't looking too sweet either. I think I've found one, Aster, but I need to make an account to test it and so much depends upon that. So have I done that?
No. No I have not. I'm still trying to help out a nonprofit board deal with the PHP situation. I keep up their secondary site, a very pared-down wordpress, but their main site is a big thing with lots of custom plugins, wordpress, elementor—the works. And none of it updated since forever. The design house that hosts it, rightly, is saying they can't update the PHP but not saying that it's because it would break the entire antiquated mess. They're quoting $thousands and several months to make a new site, which is understandably choking the board. Hence emails like "if we get you the FTP password you asked for to finish cleaning up the site you keep up, can you do the PHP update for the other site?"
So, lots of time emailing explanations. Also, I'm not going to rescue them, other than to make some suggestions on possible ways they might approach this.
In between emails, a diversion into the active ingredients in PineSol, my old anti-mildew remedy from when we were living on the boat. It used to be pine oil; now it's just citric acid, so a soapy vinegar of strength. The scent of the old stuff was foul, but it worked. This new stuff smells like a bordello for dish detergents. Dunno if it works.
Then there was a small excursion out to the shop to cut an old contact lens case in half. I needed something small that seals well to hold just a small amount of the cat toothpaste the vet suggested. Last night when I first used it, as soon as I took the cap off the tube it came flooding out. Trying to hold an oozing tube, a toothbrush, and a confused cat was Too Much. Now I can put a dab in the lens case, then dip in the brush as it's sitting on the counter. And meanwhile the tube isn't getting contaminated by cat mouth.
I haven't updated the photos on my personal blog that I keep for family and close friends. That usually happens on Saturday and—oh look!—it's Saturday. Guess I'll do that next.
You know, instead of that email thing.
No. No I have not. I'm still trying to help out a nonprofit board deal with the PHP situation. I keep up their secondary site, a very pared-down wordpress, but their main site is a big thing with lots of custom plugins, wordpress, elementor—the works. And none of it updated since forever. The design house that hosts it, rightly, is saying they can't update the PHP but not saying that it's because it would break the entire antiquated mess. They're quoting $thousands and several months to make a new site, which is understandably choking the board. Hence emails like "if we get you the FTP password you asked for to finish cleaning up the site you keep up, can you do the PHP update for the other site?"
So, lots of time emailing explanations. Also, I'm not going to rescue them, other than to make some suggestions on possible ways they might approach this.
In between emails, a diversion into the active ingredients in PineSol, my old anti-mildew remedy from when we were living on the boat. It used to be pine oil; now it's just citric acid, so a soapy vinegar of strength. The scent of the old stuff was foul, but it worked. This new stuff smells like a bordello for dish detergents. Dunno if it works.
Then there was a small excursion out to the shop to cut an old contact lens case in half. I needed something small that seals well to hold just a small amount of the cat toothpaste the vet suggested. Last night when I first used it, as soon as I took the cap off the tube it came flooding out. Trying to hold an oozing tube, a toothbrush, and a confused cat was Too Much. Now I can put a dab in the lens case, then dip in the brush as it's sitting on the counter. And meanwhile the tube isn't getting contaminated by cat mouth.
I haven't updated the photos on my personal blog that I keep for family and close friends. That usually happens on Saturday and—oh look!—it's Saturday. Guess I'll do that next.
You know, instead of that email thing.