Not well… again

Well, this time, the cold, cough, fever and my shoulder gave way all at the same time. The dreadful husband whom had not fully recovered has to work triple time , and quadriple of the load because the servers went down due to a severe series of errors which turned to be disaster. A real Domino Effect.

Payments were not made to the account. The Google Engine dropped us from the system because they were doing their pagerank again. But like I said, I do care about my publicity, and my image, of how people think of me, my home and what not. Well, don’t you ladies, because, I know we have to keep up with appearances, unlike the Men, who are so Macho and Mr Universe like all till… well you know the drill, after they sign the dotted lines, and they got married and what not, the belly starts to grow bigger than yours during peak of the pregnancy. All unless, they are trying to find someone else..(typical again…like I said).

But one way to make them stay loyal is to have a great place to come home to, and of course, their stomach. Men are just big boys who never grew up, watching 22 men running over a 12inch ball. Looking thru the husband’s stash of stuff, I saw some things which are interesting like the English Cottage House Plans for a two storey Tudor mansion like the one we saw in Tanglin Mall in Singapore, or a typical Canadian Log Cabin House Plans for a cozy retreat over the weekend.

But honestly, I like those typical Small Ranch House Plans which reminds me of George Bush’s backwater Ranch in Texas. All I want is to have one like so..so I can shackle the Tia Baby and Hubby so they can’t run off.

Coming off which, I reminded of someone telling me this, tying up the woman so she won’t run away in the case of those catalog mail order brides is nothing because in the Cave Men days, they tie the woman they like and run off with her, and after they settle down etc, leave a ring on the finger so that she remembers that she is still tied down.

Of which, in these new age, the husband is the one who needs to be reminded of and tied down, otherwise, they are just like any other Tom Cat, running about..coming back home only for food and bed.

And so.. I still have to figure out how on earth I cracked my tendons. And no, I don’t think it’s Slip Disc.

Portal Paynes

Yes, the husband has been up to idiotic and stinky *(as Tia Baby) ideas which trashed his cluster of servers on a webhost last week and caused alot of hell to me. Meaning, alot of you , I mean my dear readers and followers of the Cooking up a Storm Cult were without their daily juice of Savories.

So what actually happened? I have not looked at it YET, but it sure did drown my pagerank down. Like I said to him the other day,some things you can’t just do a DIY job, like integrated portal software. He has been working on it for a bit though.

Like I said to him, I want to have all the blogs, forums, photo galleries and much more integrated into one where I can also sell my cheese cakes, cookies and maybe ..just maybe the bit eBay or so online. Which is great, so I can run a trivia chat plus a game quiz too but he did it now… just to make sure the servers were up to scratch. Now he killed it.

So, Let me tell you one thing, if you getting a portal or something, consider a proper one, by professionals. Not just any old DIY which you yank off from any Open Source GNU. That means you dear.

Move Off

Due to some dispute we have with our current web host, we are forced to move off from their services due to “RESOURCE OVERLOAD” which I find it really ridiculous.

As such, I am forced to move back to POWWEB while things are not that great back there (refer to old Powweb Incidents), things are better loaded.

Hopefully, so if images and things don’t appear, please mind the mess.

This is going to get really messy. And sorry too for the downtime.

Kung Kung Kung….Archuim!

This blog post is brought to you, hijacked and controlled by A-Tun-King Tia and the Associates.

Week after Raya…. Mommy having VERY SEXY VOICE. Meaning Cough Cough Cough, downing as many concoctions of my cough syrups and strepsils. You know, mommy is K.O (issit Daddy) with my sweets.

Poor mommy is sick compliments of me, and the cold, wet weather, and hot weather….and loads more. Daddy is back on track, fast track to recovery.

So, mommy is offline. Mak-Chick aka Daddy’s little big already sister is angry with me… don’t say why…and I’ll tell you more on my scribble scribble.

Now..where is my crayons??