Thursday, April 21, 2005

Where Got Where Got?

I can't access Like That Also Can Ah?!!. Entering the URL will kick me back to my Dashboard at Any pointers?


Jason said...

I am having the same problem with my own blog.

Yuen Li said...

Matthew: Thanks for visiting my blog. :)

Jason: Your OWN blog? That's a tough break.

Simon said...

still got problem or not? i think blogger was temporarily down...

NSDS3HvLDjJd said...

To all, thanks for dropping by.

Jason, I visited your blog with no problems.

Yuen Li: Yeah, and thank you for dropping by too :)

Yes Simon, I still can't access your main page. Typing the article's URL directly into the address bar is the only way to make it work. And I'm currently reading your blog through the monthly archive.

meiteoh said...
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meiteoh said...

Deleted post belonged to me. Sorry. Was going to say that I have the same problem with my blog. What's wrong with Blogger these days?

Mango Tan said...

If cannot hor, you want me to send you the post via mail?

Mango Tan said...
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'Thought & Humor' said...

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose. A
time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

'Thought & Humor'
Cyber-Humor & Cyber-Thought
Harvard Humor Club