An explanation…

I’ve been using Dave Winer’s fargo.io outliner platform to blog a daily diary for over a couple of years now. It’s worked out rather well.

I quite like the idea of logging my own activity at the end of the day, and having it as an online record to refer back to.

No one was reading it - which was half the point. It existed on the modern interweb simply ‘cos it could.

And then a few folk started to make reference to it - in the lido changing rooms, back over in the racist UKIP spa in the estuary wilds. People were dipping in for a quick read every now and then.

I quite liked this. I’ve always approached the writing [ha] in an honest way. It’s not going to win any poetry prizes, but it Tells It Like It Is, my main motivator for posting crap on the modern interweb for the past decade or so.

And then late on Wednesday evening my fargo.io platform became b0rked.

Oh dear.

Dave has been helpful on the other side of the pond, but we can’t quite work out why the opml file isn’t talking to Dropbox, the file storage system that fargo piggy backs on to.

I kept writing some notes for the remainder of last week, but had no online home in which to publish them.

And then on Saturday morning after the solitude of a head clearing swim I realised: you’ve already got a blog, you bloody fool.

Plus you’re paying the annual hosting for it, without a great deal of content appearing over recent years.

GENIUS, Jase. Genius.

And so I’m going to continue posting these daily wraps over here. I would like to continue using the fargo outliner, but I was always out of my tech depth to be honest.

Oh the irony of starting to learn how to use an outliner because onionbagblog had ran dry, and then breaking the outliner and finding a new use for onionbagblog.

The modern interweb is ODD.

So much crap appears online these days under the name of a blog. I may - or may not - be responsible for publishing some of this.

@LloydDavis explains this rather well over here.

I think that my fargo postings pretty much reflected my original approach to blogging over a decade ago. Somewhere along the process and the personal became an attempt to become factual and proper journo crap.

I’m going to back to basics.

For a trial period, anyway.

The fargo.io content should remain. I’ve really no idea what happened, but it is decent that up until the end of last month, the content has somehow managed to remain on Dave’s server, despite endless Dropbox hacks over the past couple of days.

Tell It Like It Is, etc…

And so Sunday…

A slight hangover to start Sunday morning.

It was sufficient to bail out of the swim.

And so a run instead.

I pegged it around the University, clocking in a half-decent time for what is becoming a bloody boring running route of late.

#Wivenhoe Society River Bank Clean Up. LOVELY weather pic.twitter.com/QD9GgR3jJb

— Wivenhoe Forum (@WivenhoeForum) March 6, 2016

We then legged it down to the river bank for the Wiv Soc clean up, arriving not very fashionably late, looking like the local bag lady and beau.

Which was apt - seeing as though the good Wiv Soc folk didn’t have any bags for us to put all of the litter in.

IMPORTANT: This *wasn’t* Clean for the bloody Queen.

And thank the chuffers for that.

It was fairly social, catching up with some old faces that I haven’t seen in a while.

We had a decent chat with Pam - always an inspiring lady.

And then back to base.

In Washing Line News: I road tested the new washing line for the first time. It remained firm.

Phew.

Rock ‘n’ Roll, etc.

Work then kicked in, with a Sunday shift from midday to 10am.

Gosh.

See ya, Sunday!