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Saving Nakedjen

In a panic over the inability to truly save my blog, I sent the following to my dear friend, Dave Winer, this morning:

Last night I was out with some friends and one of them has been blogging on a site hosted by Scriptwriting Magazine.  I guess their system and servers crashed and he lost his entire blog and all his posts.  He's only been blogging since September, but still!  Everything is gone!   

This caused me to panic.  My blog, as you may know, is hosted by Six Apart and Typepad.  So far, so good and nothing bad has happened and all my archives seem to be intact.  But what happens if they suddenly go out of business?  Or the servers just die? 

You know I'm just a tad clueless when it comes to this stuff.  But what I want to know is how I can assure that I have all the pieces of my blog should something go wrong with my hosting service. I'm thinking I need to create my own back-up.  But how would I do that??

I'm looking to you and your infinite wisdom and expertise.  I can do whatever it takes, I just need to know where to start.  And I'm sure it probably seems silly on one level.  They're just words!  But they're my words. And my history.  And sometimes it is nice to revisit it and see exactly what it was that you said on that particular Tuesday in October.  Or whenever it was.

Thanks for your help and guidance.

I actually do fear that some day things are not going to go so well and I'll lose all that I've written here.  Now, I admit that all that I've written here is not exactly brilliant or words that will change the course of history, but they are MY WORDS.  My history.  My personal documentation.   I'd like for it to remain accessible to me.

If that means that I have to go through some sort of archiving process, I'm willing to do that.  Certainly!  But I don't even know where to begin.  So I'm looking for some guidance.  I want to know how to save all that I've written here so that if, for some reason, the servers at Six Apart have an irretrievable crash or the folks at Six Apart just decide to pull the plug completely, I won't lose this very public yet very personal part of me, Nakedjen.

I'm hoping someone at Six Apart or Typepad will come forward and shed some light on this for me.  I really hate being in the dark.  It's the not knowing that makes me twitch!  We all know that I don't do so well when I twitch.

I Read It For The Content

If you're one of those people who is willing to admit that you visit Nakedjen for the naked pictures and not so much for the witty content, well, I've got some other blogs to share with you! 

Consider this an early holiday present.  But please don't go away forever.  I want you to come back!

Magic Flute Nudes Blog

A Voice Within

afuckaday

Genuine Disclosure

the conspirators

and finally, a new person, who just joined the blogosphere:

Erotic Art by Dubravko Kastrapeli

Naked, Film at 11

There's a whole story behind this picture.  Someday soon I'll share it.  For now, I'd just really love to thank my photographer, Dave Winer.  Not only for his photography skills and ability to keep breathing under pressure, but for his generous spirit and friendship, as well.  He's my kind of Dave!

NaBloPoMo links for today: Blogorrhea

In Our Kitchen

thecolorofdreams

Around in Circles

Hello, Internet?  I have some quick questions.   I’m still floating around at sea.  I have to admit that this is a rather ridiculous cruise and I would never recommend this to my travel customers.  I mean seriously.  We have spent the entire day just going around in circles. This is because they are trying to give us an “extra” day onboard before we get back to Los Angeles.  But it means that the boat has been pitching and swaying and there have been more than the usual number of people feeling quite queasy.  I spent a large part of the afternoon at an art auction. 

My first question?  If you were on a boat far out in the middle of the ocean would you really take that opportunity to purchase a Rembrandt? Or a Chagall?  With a price tag at over $45,000?  I suppose the art auctioneers are hoping that you’re a) drunk and b) on vacation and therefore feeling generous with your wallet.  But goodness.  I don’t think it would be the place I’d be dropping $45,000 for a piece of art.  But I guess that’s just me.  There were definitely people on the boat (and I’m surprised there were people on this particular cruise who were doing it) who were more than willing to purchase a Rembrandt.  And a Chagall.  So curious to me.

My next question?  I’ve been asked by more than a few readers of Nakedjen if there are other blogs out there that are like mine.  Now, my first response is of course to say, “How could there by anything as unique and special as Nakedjen out there?”  But I know there probably are other women out there with blogs who are not only getting naked and sharing the pictures of themselves as they vacuum or make dinner or just sit at their computer or even go trick-or-treating, but who are also sharing the very raw and naked material of their everyday lives. I just haven’t really been able to find them.  Of course, I may not be using the best search tactics. 

So this is where you, my dearsweetreaders, come in.  You obviously read Nakedjen.  Perhaps you also read other similar blogs?  This is not unlike my recent request where I asked for a plug-in piece of software where you could just instantly know that readers of Nakedjen also read…

Since we don’t have that plug-in yet (and my sincere thanks to Trenton for both his very thoughtful response and his sweet email) I’m just going to ask all of you to share with me in the comments what other blogs you read that are like Nakedjen.  Or even not like Nakedjen. Just blogs that you also like.  Then maybe I can find some other blogs that are like Nakedjen to share with my readers the next time they ask.  I can even create a list of them to make it super easy!  I just need to know where to link.  So please share!

Finally, for Cookie, who asked what I was doing in Cape Cod in that tent all those years ago with my father watching the musical of 1776. I’ll share that my father’s family actually comes from the Cape. Wareham and Woods Hole and New Bedford to be precise.  If you’re a Neal and you live on Cape Cod, you’re most likely related to me.  I spent the majority of my childhood summers on Cape Cod in a tiny cottage on “the pond” playing with six boy cousins and visiting with my grandma and grandpa.  And then we’d escape the family madness and go to New Hampshire to spend a few weeks on Golden Pond in another cottage where I was always determined to win the local fishing contest. 

I did win two summers in a row.  Then I discovered horses and started spending every summer on the back of a pony.  Horse show ribbons took the place of my fishing trophies and Cape Cod and New Hampshire were no longer on the summer itinerary. 

I took DearSweetDave back to Cape Cod to meet my many relatives just after we were married.  He even scooped cranberries in the bogs.  I do love Cape Cod.  I can’t eat a cranberry without thinking of it.  Every single time.

Making It Happen - A Short Lesson In Manifestation

Remember in August when I was Edinburgh and I wrote this post?  I was feeling so absolutely inspired.  So filled with a vision for what my future held.  I felt as if the next steps had been shown to me and I only had to put one foot in front of the other and actually take them. 

It's been an inspiration to have these herbalists across the pond know about my teas.  Honestly.  I feel like I'm on the cusp of something much larger and I just have to figure out exactly what the next step is going to be.  Both of these companies already offer full lines of tinctures, supplements and remedies.  Dreamsweet could do that, too.  Ours could be organic.  Which neither of these companies currently offer.  And the company with the Aches and Pains tea?  They also have a women's clinic attached to their shop.  That is focusing primarily on fertility issues.  They have two herbalists on board. 

I feel as if my future has been shown to me here.  I just have to make it happen.

I truly did believe and feel as if I was on the cusp.  And I just had to figure out what the next step should be.  I came home and kept talking about it with DearSweetDave.  About how it was just such a wonderful feeling to have those herbalists know about Dreamsweet teas.  Dreamsweet teas that have had no other marketing other than word of mouth.  None.  And yet somehow folks in Edinburgh have heard of them.  So what if I did a little marketing?  And what if I actually did open my own offices?  What might happen then? 

I have learned, over and over again, throughout my 42 years on this planet, that I must be very careful how loudly I speak my wishes to the universe.  Because the universe is always listening and is always ready to provide.  Always. 

Dear and wonderful and loyal readers of Nakedjen.  I now have an office.  I am now a Holistic Intuitive Health Counselor.  With my name on the door and everything. 

If I have your snail mail address, you'll soon be the lucky recipient of one of these postcards in your mailbox.

However, I know that I have far many more very dedicated Nakedjen readers who have never shared their address with me.  This postcard is for those of you. 

You all have been beyond wonderful in your support of my dreams over the last three years.  My Dreamsweet dream has perhaps been the most long lasting and largest.  It just keeps growing and getting more and more rewarding with every step.  I have many of you to thank for that. 

If you find yourself in our wonderful little hamlet of Santa Cruz and in need of some holistic balancing, I do hope you'll come and see me.

I was meeting with a brand new friend today and was talking to her about this blog.  About what it means to me.  What Nakedjen is about. 

I want to tell all of you that this blog means a lot to me.  I suppose that's a good thing since it might be a foolish endeavor if it wasn't meaningful.  It is my blogiversary on Sunday and it all started 3 long years ago with this post about Mormons, Nakedmom and mayonnaise.  Things I still tend to talk about an awful lot.  The more things change, the more they stay the same. 

I thank you for sticking with me.  For helping me to manifest this blog.  And for giving me a huge, glorious smile every time I take my clothes off for yet another NakedFriday picture.  It's knowing that you love it that makes doing it so so much fun. 

Namaste. 

 

How To Make Me LOL!

Realize that Nakedjen is the very first response when you google this!

And then notice that people are actually searching for "kerplunkt video" and getting Nakedjen as their first response, as well.

I'm so glad I can fulfill the wishes of so many. 

Har!

By the way, the ticker counter is going a little bezerk these days.  7500 hits a day?!  Who are you people??  Why are you here?   Pull up a chair and stay a while.  I'm happy to have you join the party.

NAKEDJEN. SUNDAY, 10:10

Morning walk for my continued quest for weight loss.  Thought about GraceD and figured she was probably sweating out every ounce of her tiny self at yoga class where I should have been as well.  The reason this weight loss thing isn't going so well is that my two feet carried me to Emily's.  I may have walked five miles, but I ended up there.  For a carrot walnut muffin.  I sweartogod they put crack in their muffins.  It's the only way I can explain walking out of my way to get one nearly every single day.

Just after posting this I realized that I had posted this to Nakedjen and not to the 10:10 website.  Gah.  I'm obviously quite asleep at the wheel.  I should not be operating heavy machinery or attempting to drive.  I am going to go ahead and cross post this or simulpost this or whatever it is where it was originally intended, but will leave it here, too, because well, like I said I'm asleep at the wheel today.

Happy Sunday everybody!

Sitting at the Popular Table

I was never one of the girls at school who was ever invited to sit at the popular table at lunch.  Oh, I occasionally got to join in on the fun because my roommate held court there on a near daily basis, but in general, I wasn't ever really "supposed" to sit there.  Maybe I was just a tad too smart or a tad too different or well, yes, a tad too loud and odd, but the popular table was just plain off limits to the likes of me at my boarding school. 

I want to tell you that this never really bothered me, but obviously I would be a lying fool since I'm still thinking about it and even writing about it and confessing this to all of you nearly 25 years later.  Sheesh.  You'd think I would get over myself.

Well, folks, today I think I did.  In all my excitement about posting my own first post on the Ten:Ten blog I completely forgot to tell all of you that I, little old Nakedjen, have finally been invited to sit at the popular table.  I get to hang out with the cool kids.  The one's with whom everyone else wishes they could "hang".  Or at least that's what I want to believe.

Thanks to the every wonderful and magnificent GraceD and because of the gracious and special invitation from Jo Spanglemonkey, I now get to chronicle my daily 10:10 a.m. doings for all of the world over at Ten:Ten.  I can't believe I get to play with the popular kids.  Me.  Nakedjen.  Who would have imagined?

So I posted my first post today and just got giddy with excitement.  I promise to do my very best to keep it real and keep it entertaining.  I really am happy to be at the popular table.  I like how it feels.  A naked girl could get used to this.  Really, she could.

Maui Bed Breakfast Naked

There are times when it is veryveryvery late at night (or early in the morning, I guess, depending upon which way you decide to truly read the clock) when I find myself sitting here at my little laptop obsessed with following the referring links to this blog.  I have had and have relied upon Caller ID for years so it comes as really no surprise to me that I want to know what I can about those who are landing here to read or gawk or do whatever it is that they do once they've clicked their mouse on NakedJen as a web destination.

It seems most folks landing here do so because they've already got this site bookmarked or even, gasp, have the URL memorized.  There are others, though, who land here thanks to the glories of the Google search engine or the Yahoo search engine or even the AOL search engine.  It is these folks who intrigue me most, as I want to know what it is that they were searching for that made NakedJen appear as an option amongst all the gazillions of possibilities that now exist on the big old world wide web.  Even more intriguing to me would be to know why they chose NakedJen from all said possibilities, but since I don't request that information upon entry (now wouldn't that be an interesting experiment?  Please tell me...why are you here and how did you arrive?) I just have to deduce that they were either clicking thru all possibilities until they found their answer or the words NakedJen just piqued their own curiousity.  Good thing cats don't surf the web.

It turns out the original search string usually has something to do with the word naked which is certainly no surprise.  But there are those who have entered Mormons and Mayonnaise (I kid you not) and have landed here.  First, who searches for Mormons and Mayonnaise?  But more importantly, why do you choose a blog entitled NakedJen from among all the choices provided? 

There seem to be many out there in the world who are searching for Men in Skirts.  And still others who are looking for Naked Sushi.  Some are looking for just plain NakedJen.  Whether it is me they are looking for or not, I'm not sure since all I know is that they typed nakedjen into the search field and Google asked if they were sure they might not mean naked jen?  Some folks are looking for Perfect Jeans and instead decide to find out what I have to say on the subject.  There are even folks who somehow end up here because they've gone looking for a doula.  Perhaps they want a naked one.

The search that leads the most folks here?  Maui Bed Breakfast Naked. 

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm taking that as a sign from the Universe that I'm on the right path and perhaps will manifest Maui after all.  Folks are obviously looking for it.  I believe I just need to get my act together and provide them with an actual naked destination instead of just a virtual one.

Better go do that now.

Halley's Fame and Fortune

I read this tonight and was glad that I did. 

Nice little reminder.

Thank you, Halley.  You don't even know me, but I did speak to you at BloggerCon.  Very briefly.  And now I read your blog. 

That tidbit?  Absolutely perfect.