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Apr. 25th, 2016
Importing to Tumblr
Apr. 25th, 2016 07:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
froodleSo alledgedly it's possible to import all the entries from an LJ comm over to Tumblr, but I've been trying on and off over the weekend and I'm not having any joy. I don't know if it's me not getting it, my laptop not handling it, the LJ exporter not working, Tumblr being a user-unfriendly piece of shit that I hate with the power of a thousand suns, or a combination of the above, but anyway, I'm stepping away from this attempt for the minute.
That said, if there's anyone who has a decent grasp of this stuff and wants to take a shot, the Eerie LJ tumblr I created is http://eerieindianalj.tumblr.com/.
That said, if there's anyone who has a decent grasp of this stuff and wants to take a shot, the Eerie LJ tumblr I created is http://eerieindianalj.tumblr.com/.
Gortimer Gibbons: Life on Normal Street
Apr. 25th, 2016 12:28 pmfroodleGuys! There is an episode of Gortimer Gibbons where Ranger winds an antique pocket watch too tight and ends up time-shifted and out of sync with the rest of Normal Street. There is totally a contingent of the evil trash collectors working Normal Street.
Eerie, Indiana drabble: Seafoam
Apr. 25th, 2016 05:46 pmfroodleThe clean salt smell of the sea rolled through the deserted pre-dawn streets. The wind whistled in the rigging of sailing boats moored in the harbour, while the reflections of scudding clouds against a paling sky rippled across the choppy grey water. Gulls screamed and circled high overhead and the sound of ship’s bells echoed across the harbour.
Wrapped in heavy waterproof jackets, faces concealed by thick woollen scarves and trapper hats and hands clumsy in too-large mittens, Simon and Marshall sat on a breakwater that hadn’t been there at midnight, watching an ocean that shouldn’t exist in landlocked Indiana.
Wrapped in heavy waterproof jackets, faces concealed by thick woollen scarves and trapper hats and hands clumsy in too-large mittens, Simon and Marshall sat on a breakwater that hadn’t been there at midnight, watching an ocean that shouldn’t exist in landlocked Indiana.
Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Hound
Apr. 25th, 2016 05:49 pmfroodleWritten for Day 9 of the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
31_days April challenge. The prompt was "rich, rumbling voice".
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31_days April challenge. The prompt was "rich, rumbling voice".( Read more... )
Sass-quatch shirt $11 on TeeFury
Apr. 25th, 2016 08:26 pmfroodleIn case you missed him the first time, Sass-quatch is the latest $11 daily shirt over at TeeFury.