WordPress Plugin Needed

Posted in Mixed Nuts on November 10th, 2009 by MadDog
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This will be of absolutely no interest to most of you. I’m putting out this request here so that someone in the blogging game (there’s that word  again) might see it and respond.

I want a plugin that will take all of the images from a WordPress.org post and UPLOAD it to Flickr. I want the pluging to create a Flickr set with the title of the post, load the images from the post into it and apply the tags that I’ve added to the images. This seems like an obvious idea for a plugin to me, but I can’t find one that does it.

If you know of one, let me in on it: jan@messersmith.name

Here, have a fish:
Have a fish!
How did that taste?

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Maja

Posted in Mixed Nuts on November 23rd, 2008 by MadDog
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Once a few yeas ago we visited a friend of a friend for an evening. It was a delightful experience. I seldom have the good fortune to rub elbows with genuine working artists.

Maja lives (or did at that time) with her husband and her children:

Maja and children

Here is Maja and her husband:

Maja and her husband

She has a quirky style which genuinely appeals to me. Her children often feature in her work, as you can see here:

Maja of Vienna)

And here:

At the beach

She’s a great admirer of found objects and collages:

Maja of Vienna)The background in this painting has a special significance. You can see it in the photos of her with her husband and with her children. It’s also the same background as the painting above with her children and the – horrible looking – fish:

Maja of Vienna)When the great cathedral in Vienna was bombed during WWII it was, of course, blown to smithereens. The ingenious fix for this was to gather as many of the holy smithereens as possible for making useful objects. One of those uses was to make tables. I visited several houses in Vienna which contained beautiful tables or other objects made from bits and pieces of the cathedral. Devoted artisans sold these to the public and turned over much of the profits to rebuild the cathedral.

And so it goes.

Some people get all righteously inflamed about something and start blowing other people and things to smithereens. Then some other, different people roll up their sleeves and put it all back together. Actually, sometimes it’s the same people!

And then we do it over and over and over. Things don’t ever change much, eh?

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Coote’s Paradise – Sorting Out the Fish

Posted in On Tthe Road on May 9th, 2008 by MadDog
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Tamara’s first response to my challenge to show me ‘interesting and quirky’ spots in and around Hamilton supplied me with a pleasant and informative afternoon.

A visit to Coote’s Paradise on a chilly, but pleasant spring afternoon appealed to my piscophilic nature. It seems that, though there are no truly ‘good’ or ‘bad’ fish, there are fish that end up in places where they are not welcome (I’ve sometimes had that eerie feeling at parties – do I really belong here?).

So, how does one humanely and efficiently eject unwanted species from the party? It seems that there are ‘fish bouncers’ that handle the task. It’s a lot of work.

Rather than blather, I’ll let the photos tell the tale.

Here’s the sign greeting visitors to the “Cootes Paradise Fishway” (again, with the missing aphstrophe – tsk, tsk). Click on the photo to get a bigger version so that you can read the text on the sign. It will explain what it’s all about:

Coote’s Paradise Wecome Sign

A series of big baskets are underneath the causeway. Fish get into them when going into the marshy breeding area and can’t proceed onward. Each basket is lifted twice a day and the fish are unceremoniously dumped into a big holding tank. You can see them gushing out of the little door:

 Baskets are raised and the fish gush into the holding tank

Once in the holding tank, the fish sorters guide each fish either into the marsh, where they can make merry with each other as they please or, if they are party poopers, be sloshed down the chute back from whence they came. Nice fish to the left. Unsavory characters to the right:

Fish are sorted - invitees to the left - crashers to the right

The nice fish, on their way to the fishy orgy in the marsh, are first checked for health, weight, and other characteristics. I presume that they also keep records of the numbers of different species returning to breed. Here are the nice young ladies who do the sorting, recording, and entertaining between baskets:

The fish bouncers

Thanks, Tamara. I can hardly wait for the Irish Pub on Musician’s Night.

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