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Blogiversary! that means food, flowers, feminism and of course, catblogging

Yes, it was a year ago today that the brave ship tigtogblog first set sail! Looking back on ye auld archives, I am struck by my neglect of food and garden stuff recently. V.slack and shame-making.

Food: Truffles (thanks to ABC radio and some chaps in Tasmania who are going to make an absolute bomb now they’re getting in a good harvest – they’ll be able to send fresh “black gold” to Europe out of season). They discussed how to use truffles in cooking, and it all sounded v. finicky – grating slivers on to this and that, and needing something creamy or oily as a base to bring out the truffle flavour and spread it around. Sounds fatmaking, thought I.

But then they mentioned truffle oil.

Don’t get too paranoid, but …

This is well worth reading for people who haven’t yet inculcated habits that mean they can’t easily be identified online: Death by Google Calendar: how I identified you to rob you.

I am not picking on this woman but I needed to show a real example. There are tons of public calendars far more revealing than this one. In literally 20 minutes, I now know the name, address, phone number and schedule of this woman. If I can do it, you can be damn sure the real bad guys can. Please be smarter about what you share online. If given a choice, choose the private setting. If you are not given a choice, either choose a new calendar or talk in some code that only you understand. I guess I just don’t understand why people set themselves up to become victims.

Emma, I nearly broke the blog

Thanks to Matilda and Vicki letting me know that comments were broken on the entry below, I have now fixed the problem (which was a couple of left-over [/br] tags from when I wrote the piece up initially as a draft email, which is my lazy wont).

Template tweaking

Making a few aesthetic changes, including a slightly larger font. It looks OK in Firefox and IE for me except for that block of whitespace above the sidebar to which Blogger is apparently deeply attached. If anything makes your eyes… Read More ›

Feminist link farm

I can’t be fucking HL Mencken-meets-Germaine Greer every goddam day, you know. This is merely one example of the word-wrangling skills of the inimitable Twisty Faster, a reminder that Texas has more to offer than just the distinction of being… Read More ›