I love plugins. And I especially love really good plugins. WordPress plugins are the bomb-diggity. For real.* So, I’ve procured a couple more.
I’ve got the Polls. You can see a poll right now in the sidebar. You have to be logged in to vote, though. Really, there has to be something special about being a member, don’t you think.
Along those same lines is Post Rater. And that can be seen at the end of each post. Logged in members vote by stars. At some point I’ll even have some kind of thing in the sidebar so I’ll feel all special and shit. Why else would I want something like that? Oh! Yeah, well, I’ve invited some people to guest blog, so you can vote on their stuff too. Make ‘em feel all special. But don’t make them feel more special than me. Got it? Hmmph.
Something that you can’t see, but that I think is uber cool is Live. It’s a real time stat counter. Here’s what that bad boy looks like (I’ve erased all the IP addresses, so that’s why that big ol’ white area is to the right):

I only mention this because I highly recommend this plugin if you’ve got a WordPress blog (not a WordPress.com blog, though, because you can’t add plugins there). It’s a fun toy.
I’ve also opened an Affiliate Amazon store. I’ll put the link in the sidebar. What that means is that I’m an Amazon Affiliate and earn a small percentage of sales through my store.
Let’s move on, shall we?
I promised some house pics. So, I’m coughing them up. These were actually taken in late spring. I was going to a post about what I saw when I looked out my door (I saw it on a blog somewhere and thought it was an interesting idea). I never got around to it though. Oh well. Stuff happens, ya know? These will serve as the ‘before’ pics. And since I’m having renovation done and not remodeling (sorry, Miz UV) there won’t be much changed inside. I was going to take pics of the guys today, but was afraid they might leave and take my electricity with them.
I don’t want that. For real.
I’m putting the house pics under the fold.
This is the front of my house as seen from the end of my driveway. Woot! See my pooch? Yeah, he was mad because he couldn’t get out in the street and get run over.
This is the back of my house and part of the backyard (that’s Lil’lady helping plant the garden). I was standing a little behind the garage in the area we call the “woods”. It’s got three really big trees back there, lots of shade, and our fire pit. Nice. At any rate, all of our out buildings are the same color as our house.
This is the “woods”. Behind and to the left of the garage is another area of it. That’s where the dog box and fire pit are. It’s also the play area and my meditation area. Except I don’t get to meditate.
This is the view of our backyard from the very back of the house (I think I was standing on the storm door). It’s a nice backyard. If I didn’t get sick from the sun I’d be out there all day everyday. Also, notice the umbrella in the back. Yeah, we don’t have that anymore. That’s the one we put out in the trash from where the neighbor stole it, before he put it out in his own trash. Gotta love it.
And speaking of drunk neighbors. That’s their porch across the street from mine. That’s where they congregate at 10 am to start getting their drink on. I say “they” because there’s four or five apartments in that building and they all house a drunk (and not recovering drunks, either). Isn’t it lovely? At least they provide some entertainment.
So, there ya go. That’s what’s new with me. What’s new with you?
*When using the phrase “the bomb-diggity” it is necessary to follow with the phrase “for real” or you’re pissing in the wind. Just sayin’. ![]()
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Uh, you think that backyard is big enough? Heck, you reckon if I buy myself a mo-bile home, I can park it behind the garden?
Love the house!
And about that poll thingy…you know I am all jealous right.
Shoot, we can add a toilet to our garage and you could stay in there.
And have your own little garden. For real.
That yard and the fence are the reasons we bought this house. No lie. It’s gorgeous and private and oh-so wonderful. Honestly, TheMan is planning on moving in 10 years and I can’t see myself giving this place up.
I’m pretty sure you’ve got the polls. Did ya look?
Oh, nice yard! We don’t get those out here, not even on the million-dollar homes. I’ve noticed people stealing your bomb-diggity and not using it as well as you do. Not everyone can be teh Fabulous.
New toys rule, though I prefer might to have at least 6 strings on them. But your new toys are way cheaper than the toys I want!
Like the pics of the place! Looks like you have a big yard, which is totally cool.
I’m trying to learn the guitar (accoustic) but not getting very far. I can do “Rockin’ Robin” and “Mary had a little lamb” that’s about it. Weep for me.
Those are “before” pics. Soon it will no longer be purple (sorry, Miz UV!). Woot! The paint won’t be peeling and the relatives won’t laugh at us everytime they pull into the drive…
I love my yard, though. It’s incredible. Did I say that already? 
No way would I live in CA. That’s crazy. My aunt in-law lived up north somewhere (Woodlawn, or something like that), sold her house and paid straight cash for a bigger one in Idaho from what was left over. Crazy.
We paid
$95kfor