looking at my title for basename…

okay MT geniuses: i changed my basename to accept 100 characters, but this doesn’t seem to make a difference in the archives or in linking entries (even when i publish each page by hand). How do I tell the index and the archive page to understand that these entries are no longer called “inbox_part_t” but is now “index_part_two” and “Index_part_three”? Even going to those pages manually pulls up a “Not Found,” even though I can see them in my MT admin page. It still only uses 12 characters to create links/archives on individual entries, and index files. Is there another template I need to change?

Thanks for all of your (free) advice.

[EDITED TO ADD: Success! I found the setting where the entry archives weren’t updating with the correct basename. The archives page works now, but until I figure out how to change the category settings so that the “previous” and “next” links point to the correct archives instead of the categorized archives, which I think will only work if I republish all of them individually by hand…zzzzzzz, I know. Ignore me. Anyway, thanks to those of you who sent in such fantastic suggestions.]

well, it’s another entry about my boobs.

Just got back from seeing Inside Man, or The Inside Man, or whatever it is. It doesn’t matter. I wanted to see it because Clive Owen is amazing, and if the entire movie was him doing that first monologue straight to the camera I would have been much more entertained.

Consequently, about half an hour into the movie I started thinking about writing this entry.

There’s a scene that’s in the trailer, so I’m not spoiling anything, where the bad guys make everybody in the bank strip to their underwear. This taps into something I’ve never talked about here, mostly because it hasn’t come up. I recently confessed my this confession to a co-worker, and while he did give me the, “Every day I learn something weirder about you” look, he didn’t suggest I keep this neurotic fun fact to myself, so I’ll blame all of this on him.

The scene confirmed my fear, and let me know that it was a perfectly normal, rational thought to have each morning.

When I get dressed, I always think, “Is this what I want to be seen in when the bad guys bust into the building and force us to strip down to our underwear?” Continue reading