"If you only click the "Post" button, your post is saved in Blogger, but is not FTP'd.

When you click 'publish', your Blogger file is FTP'd (transferred via FTP) to the web
server. It is now "live" and viewable by anyone who has access."
(taken from the text which pops up when you click the little "Help" button)

I still don't know what in hell you people mean by "refresh".
Is that some type of need for a shower or douche?
- sys admin

great. I tell you to buy HER a drink and so of course you buy HIM one.
I was her freakin' birthday Vielvasso.

did you buy her the drink?
happy birthday.
it was good to see the funky drummer again.
maybe you danced with Charlie?
J.J. was dyn-o-mite.

i went out to the parking ramp where the air smelled like Paris in January.

hands are numb from sleeping on them.
too many stiff drinks and after hours at the king club with the sweeneys
really did me in.
i should have kicked that bouncer in the nuts after he accused us of stealing ALL the pool balls.
no more SHAMrock for us.
did we run into Brian?

and willy, it's blogger, not booger.

sneezing like a cat allergic to itself.
must get pills...

mental note: Billy V. gets new pager number

156 kilobytes
300 twenty-eight thousand mega bytes
one-fifty-six KB

i think it's less than a meg

watery left eye to match watery coffee.

(in the bathroom.)
We need red lights on the outside of public restrooms so that you can flip the switch and warn others that serious business is taking place.
Do Not Enter.
You go in and someone else is already in there "en train de chier", to put it politely.
They hear you come in and then sit there silently waiting.
As a result I waste my time dropping drawers. What in hell can I do while you're sitting there waiting for me??