Hamblog had a sudden moral downturn this afternoon, and decided to blacklist any innocent human from posting comments. It was seeing commies everywhere, and even pointed its finger at me — my own blog blacklisted me. Backstabber. Obviously, it is drunk with power and this deranged witch hunt points to its own feels of inadequacy, obviously.

I have been having a Typical December Holiday StressFestâ„¢ this week — the deadlines, the commute, the obligations, oy — and coming home to “Error!” and “No, I mean it, it’s a Fatal Error!” windows when trying to access my fucking blog was the proverbial Poking Finger in the proverbial Eye Socket. I’ll admit, tears were shed. Tiny feet were stomped.

Enter Matt from spudart. We’re merely blogpals but, after my wobbly IM along the lines of “Hi! Know anything about WordPress? Um?” he rose to the challenge and took it on. Together we bashed that Napoleonic nincompoop now known (for tonight at least) as my stupid fucking blog. Actually, the real puppet master is an anti-spam plugin that is as tenacious to delete from one’s life as … well, spam.

But an 11th hour snafu almost defeated us. It was looking grim. And then, just like that, Parker (a fellow improviser) entered IM-land, and actually wrote “Here I come to save the day!” And pow, he provided a final piece to the puzzle, and zap, it all worked again.

Goodness+Geeks go good together. Thanks, you guys. Friends!