I came home tonight to find the website in chaos. The only page that displayed properly was the main page, and the others didn’t exist. They were just gone. This included Photos, Archives, etc…
I called the web hosting company in a panic and they told me the .htaccess files had been overwritten.
“Oh, I was wondering if that was the problem,” I responded, trying not to sound stupid.
What I was thinking was, “.htaccess files? What am I – Bill Gates?”
Thankfully, they fixed the problem in a few minutes by replacing the script. That’s what I would have done.
Abby got recognized at a bar on Friday night. I got nervous when she asked if I knew a tall, bald guy named Josh. Because I do, and didn’t really want to hear the rest.
Here’s her version of the story…
“Are you Abby from the Summer of Benny?” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied.
“Do you want to make out?”
She turned him down, but can you blame the guy for trying? One thing’s for certain – he sure doesn’t beat around the bush. Drink, I said bush.
I learned something this weekend. People can be quite judgmental when you bring a sofa cushion to the pool, so it can dry out in the hot sun.
It’s such a wavy midnight. And you slip into insane.
Oh Scott, don’t be upset becuase no one wanted to be around your sofa cushion that someone, not mentioning any names, pissed on!!!
My version….
As any number of Chicago hits blasts out the speakerss at Mikey T’s.
i shout – “is your name jeanie?”
she shouts – “whaaat?”
i shout back – ” is yoouuuur naaame jeeeaanie?”
she shouts back – “no”
i ask – “do you know benny?”
she says – “yeaah”
i ask – “you want to make out?”
she says – ” i dont even know you”
i say “sooo, do you want to make out?”