Rambodoc at large

I am now faced with serious issues in my life. No, nothing as trivial as surgery. I have been forced to download Firefox. I use a Mac for all my comp work, and the Safari (version 3.0 beta) was great, I thought. I just bought a domain for a new website, and bought a version that would help me design my own website without professional help. In other words, web designing for dummies at a price (remember, a fool and his money are soon parted!). When I went to try out this WebSite Tonight (a product of GoDaddy), after having paid my $100, I got an error message: "WebSite Tonight does not support your browser (Safari), please use Firefox or Windows XP."
So (eyeballs herniating through orbits, stretching optic nerves to breaking point), Dear Daddy, why didn't you ask me what browser I use before taking my money? You thought I was some stupid asshole who could be conned that easily, eh? Er, how did you know?? (E. Balls replaced in situ, appearance restored from Mutant Martian to Old Fart.)
Anyways, I downloaded Firefox, with its promise of being lightning fast, and have been prompted to download another 24 add-ons that will make life as smooth as, well, Thank God! As one who has looked at new downloads as you would look at a blue, new growth on your nose-tip, I am now in mortal crisis.
Any ideas or suggestions for using web development tools, all ye Web 2.0 Death Eaters?

This morning, when the world outside looks wet and grey, let me push this short paragraph I wrote for your questionable reading pleasure.
The city of Mumbai is knee-deep in civic sloth, corruption and hot water. I am, as of today, on leave, flying via that city to Greece, and will be back on the 15th of July. I will, hopefully, keep blogging, and hope my camera does not get washed out in the current deluge.

When I decided to create this blog the end of last month (May 2007), I just did it out of a general restlessness that comes with a particular age. Lucky men have this restlessness when in their teens, and smoke grass, go trekking, have multiple girl friends, and try things like bungee jumping, sky-diving, and much, much more. In my salad days, I did none of the above. Life, however, makes few exceptions with human beings whose cerebral protoplasmic content is within normal ranges. So I got hit by life a couple of years back with the above syndrome, where the mind goes onto a constant search mode, and the heart beats at a Indiana Jones kind of cadence, and kept looking more and more inward.
Working hard now at my work place, and then spending time voicing my self in this blog has been balm over a soul that sometimes feels life treats it like an Afghan goat in Buzkashi.
Whatever, I am happy to write this hundredth post, and pat you on the back and say: "Mu asuchhi". That is Oriya for "I am coming". For a guy who was not sure whether he was coming or going, this is progress. Don't you agree?

I started this blog around end May. Now, a month or so later, I am amazed at being googled at a fairly high level.
I still have no idea of how bloggers do their SEO (Search Engine Optimisation) so that their blogs get into the higher levels of Google hits. I actually heard repeatedly that it takes several months for the search engines to recognise a blog. Now look at this:

And this (a search for Michael Moore and UTube got this blog as a number one hit):



Similarly, a Comcast search on 'Celine and FTV' brought out the article on Crezendo, the vibrating condom, at number six, on the first page.
I learnt all this, and continue to do so, using the Sitemeter stats. Big Brother G is really watching, huh?
I really don't know what to make of all this, as it could be the combination of the search words that does some funny trick, but...., this blog is alive. That, for me, is all that matters.