Jag.. is that also how you post a youtube video as the direct access video, instead of just the link, which is all I seem able to post?
Just like Dogs said, ” video: ” + URL and then enclosed by square brackets. Just make sure that you use the URL at the top of the Youtube page and not the one it gives you in the share menu:
My apologies to Sager for distracting from his thread….Jeff
You want a traditional (classic) YouTube link that you can include in square brackets after he “video:” text.
NOT a shortened redirect link like this:
And also NOT a long one like this. Just take out the ampersand and everything after it:
Sometimes you’ll also encounter a link like this. Just snip out the intervening code to get the basic line. Then test it before using it.
Last year we had WAY too much basil, so we handed it out to neighbors we met earlier on the cookie runs, just for an excuse to keep in touch. Ditto any large leftover meat bones to the dog owners in the neighborhood. And if anyone new moved it, we showed up with homemade peach jam and said hi. If anyone was unemployed I made it clear that I love to redo resumes for folks (one neighbor got a job after 2.5 years of unemployment with his new resume!) . If we got to talking compters my husband loves to fix those, so we made sure they knew he would be happy to help. This has led to some real friendships.
Our most recent neighbor now rents the house to the left of us. Mary is my age, and lives there with her teen grandson. She got a hello visit from us, and some peach jam. When I garden out front we sometimes talk.
Let me back up and say my main reason for posting what happened next is to emphasize that we are already in the beginings of a crash, and we need to reach out rather than allow people to wallow in loney despair. I nearly made a new thread about that, but decided on posting here, as today’s small win was a direct result of community building exercises.
Two days ago the local water utility truck parked in front of these neighbors. They left bright neon door hanger, and when my husband came home he knew exactly what it was: a water disconnect notice. Now such things can be embarassing, but we all need water to live, and if they were in bad enough shape that they had no money for water (about $39 a month, plus $39 for waste water processing – not cheap) what else were they in need of? The heck with their possible embarassment: I was a poor single mother once and I can make others feel at ease because I’ve been there, too.
I came over with the rest of some a box dog biscuits I’d used to train their dog not to bark at us when we are out gardening. Mary had invited me to the jewelry store where she worked when I was working on the grape trellis, and I had no time then but told her was interested now (I was). The door hanger read that it was paid and the water was about to be turned on. It seems they were merely late on the payment – but now her daughter, son-in-law, live there, too. “But would you like to have some water to flush your toilets?” She sure would. The untility had not come by reconnect yet.
Long story short, we are fixing her computer, I’m doing a resume rewrite for her son-in-law, and her grandson is gonna have a part time summer job helping me in the garden – and her son-in-law came over for some buckets of well water. We talked about the ecomony and how neighbors have to stick together. I told them the reason I have a big garden is to help with the food bills, and offered them some seeds and expertise. We hugged.
Ain’t no neighbors ignoring neighbors in this neighborhood, not if I have anything to say about it. Being part of a community means you know people, and make friends. All of the artificial walls of self-engrossed entertainment or fear and isolation need to be confronted with love.
You are a doggone good person.
Dogs, I’m not looking for a pat on the back. I’m hoping others will see my example and follow suit. We pave the way for important relationships now, in the little things. Once the S has truly hit the Fan, it might be too late.
the collapse is now hitting the 6 o’clock feel good news so you know we are in deep dodo . And if we do not get some good amounts of rain the farmers and bankers here will be sweating booolits . I can not save my neighbors 2000 acre farms ; ( and I sures a heck can not afford to buy them out . But kindness does come and is returned . I got a call from the sale barn that they had a sickly 800 lb steer that they could not send through the sale and did I want to try to nurse it back to health ? So I took it to the vet for a thyamis and vit, b shot and we were up and health in short order . Cows are meant to be grass fed NOT fed mash product of biofuel .
I will be able to raise that thing to help feed people as soon as next year .
Just getting ready for one heck of a ride here soon . Stay strong and of great courage .
You are a doggone good person.
I wholeheartedly agree. I know you weren’t seeking out one but you DO deserve a pat on the back and also a thank you for setting such a good example and for all the great information you provide here. The most important “commodity” in the world is people and you obviously recognize that not only in word but in deed.
You are both setting examples for us in your actions. Many of us, who have been trying to gather community when things didn’t look all that bad to most, now need to step up efforts with tangible acts of generosity to those who are unprepared. If, indeed, the crash is upon us there will be much need for community.
Dogs, I’m not looking for a pat on the back…..
I know, that’s why ya got a standing O
Hey gang —
I know I’ve been scarce lately — it’s been a whirlwind in my neck o’the woods/life.
This coming weekend I’m moving up to the Homestead. We haven’t had the chance to build out the add-on apartment for me (attached to the barn-house) as yet because we’re whacking away at a new goat barn (they have 5 goats, 3 are preggo and due to drop kids any day). More learning about post-and-beam construction.
So I will be taking up residence in an Airstream Safari trailer on the property (spent 7 hours on Saturday doing a deep clean which was desperately needed) which will be home until we get the add-on knocked out (sometime before the weather goes medieval).
Real news is that my wife isn’t coming with me. She’s just not ready to make the leap, and I can no longer delay leaping. We will be taking a sabbatical from our relationship (a sabbatical is where one withdraws to study subject X [in this case, our marriage] — as opposed to a “trial separation” which is a whole ‘nother kettle of fish). We don’t know where it’s going to end up but we agree that whatever else is true, the relationship we have had since ’04 is done. If we reconcile, the relationship will have a new shape. And if we don’t reconcile, well, that’s a new shape too. It’s exciting to be moving forward but it’s also a time of chaos and heartache. Have a good thought for both of us, please.
So this coming weekend I will be in the current domicile ferreting out all that I need for the next 12-16 weeks, packing it up, and then will hie my pale white behind up to the ‘Stead. From a 1700 square foot house (gone!) to renting a room in a friend’s McMansion (gone! [damn I’m gonna miss the jacuzz]) to an Airstream trailer in 7 short months. I am doing this “Falling Down Outta the Middle Class” thing to the nines.
Of course, seeking a lower “standard of living” in the cause of a higher quality of life seems to be what I’m about during these interesting times. Apart from the hurt vis-a-vis my marriage, I wouldn’t change a thing.
Viva — Sager
P.S. ROCK ON, SISTERS SAFEWRITE & FULLMOON!!!!