Apparently the Google+ app can backup your photos, which allows for easy sharing on Blogger. I finally figured that all out, and now you can see me on vacation in Florida. This was the Sarasota Jungle Gardens, a tiny little bird sanctuary that houses a cockatoo that was on Ed Sullivan the same season as Elvis. He's seventy-something. This parrot is NOT that bird, obviously. He's a jealously guarded old thing.
The main draw of the gardens is this:
Hm...apparently that success was short-lived. Now all those glorious photos I had access to are missing. What the fuck, Google? What. The. Fuck.
Well...welcome to the frustration that occupies 90% of my waking life. I'm so angry all the time...
I'm going to go before I punch something.
They're back! Okay...I don't know what's going on here, but...whatever. Anyone else have an active distrust of all things technology-based? I didn't used to...but frequent "upgrades" have left me wondering where the good stuff was moved to and if it still exists in a lot of places.
I am aware that I sound like a crusty old man. I'm not. But I'd be lying if I said that I saw "improvement" as just a sugar-coated way of saying "change" and sometimes even "changes that allow us to make more money without adding anything of use to you"...but...anywho...
That photo above is my man, hand-feeding a flamingo. THAT is the main draw of the Sarasota Jungle Gardens. There is a HUGE flock of them that just come stalking over when you get the feed out. I had one tap me on the shoulder while I was standing. They're THAT tall. Kind of intimidating...but cool.
Thus far I've graduated college with an English degree (read: I work in a bank), come out to friends and family (read: I'm gay), accompanied my boyfriend of seven years to all kinds of sweet events (read: I'm taken), and managed not to make too many enemies in the whole process. Life is...