Wednesday, my "BlueSky" notifications went ballistic, as yet another disaster hit Twitter, and the latest "New place to goto" turned out to be BlueSky. I'm not sure how many followers I had on there a couple of days ago, but I think it was probably about 20 or 30 or so.
I now have over 100 followers on there. In about 24 hours, it's shot up, with plenty of folk I know from Twitter, oodles of new followers (or at least, people I barely recognise), and even Zig and Zag.
Wayhey!
"I can't just ignore it", I thought to myself, but I'm struggling enough to keep up with Mastodon, Facebook, Instagram and Discord.
Goodness, me..
So I set about trying to make a php script that I could use to crosspost to both Mastodon and BlueSky.
I *think* I managed to get it work, to a degree, but I apparently can't post images to BlueSky..? I might need to faff about to get that working.
I then added the functionality to this blog, so that when I hit Publish, it then crossposts it to Mastodon and Bluesky. .. Hopefully!
I'll find out, in a few minutes, once I've hit the Publish button!!
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The three posts made it through to Mastodon without too much of an issue, though there was a rogue bit of raw-html jumbled up in the mix.
Over on BlueSky, the result was kinda messy.. The Pixelart and Poetry both got posted, but without their accompanying images, and the blog didn't post at all. I presume some sort of anti-spam measure.
Hmm..
[verse]
I wonder where all the birdies went?
After the dreaded daemon had been sent.
They scarpered left and flew off right,
And scoured away all through the night.
[verse]
"Peep" they shouted from end to end,
In a hope to find their long lost friends.
Finding new homes in a tangled web,
They settled in, and Peeped their dread.
[chorus]
"Peep Peep", the skies rang out with glee,
As birds founds homes quite happily.
Together they formed alliances new,
As their hate of the daemon grew and grew.
[bridge]
"Peep peep peep" they all screamed to birds that were lost,
Who were still at the old home, from where they'd been tossed.
They'd arise in their thousands, destroy the old place,
But not before rescuing everyone's faith.
[chorus]
"Peep Peep", the skies rang out with glee,
As birds founds homes quite happily.
Together they formed alliances new,
As their hate of the daemon grew and grew.
[outro]
"Peeee Peeeee" went the crowd,
They all chanted aloud.
Singing up through the sky,
As they started to fly.
No more were they stuck,
In the town full of much.
They flew to new places,
Full of friendlier faces.
[Dave lies on a camp bed while Green stands in the doorway]
Green: This is only for one night. You're out in the morning.
Dave: The porcupine says thanks.
Green: The porcupine isn't staying!
Dave: But he's health and safety!
Green: He's a statue, Dave!
Dave: A very qualified statue.
Green: You've already lost one home because of these statues
Dave: The mole apologised.
Green: With its LED helmet?
Dave: And T-Rex translated his apology. Though with those tiny arms, the sign language was tricky.
Green: Just... try to get some sleep.
Dave: The flamingo's still working on the structural calculations.
Green: .. There's no flamingo here, Dave.
Dave: Oh no! I left her in the crater!
Green: Dave, you really need to sort everything out. I don't think Matt's going to let you stay much longer.
Dave: Can I at least have some Cola?
Green: No! No Coke in this apartment. No.. And stop making the heavenly cat float outside my window!
Dave: That's not me, that's the giraffe practicing rescue scenarios.
[Scene Two]
Int. Storage Facility
[Dave attempts to organize three storage lockers]
Dave: Cola merchandise goes in locker one...
Green: How much of this crap do you actually own?
Dave: Enough for the museum, and my own collection, and then a bit more.
Green: And the statues?
Dave: Locker two, but the porcupine's being difficult.
Green: Because it's a statue!
Dave: No, because he's doing a health and safety inspection of locker one.
Green: What's wrong with locker one?
Dave: It needs proper ventilation!
[The porcupine statue falls, knocking over a pyramid of Cola bottles]
Dave: EMERGENCY PROTOCOLS!
Green: Stop waving the bee around!
Dave: It's coordinating the evacuation!
Green: Holy hell, Dave..
Dave: The T-Rex is helping!
Green: With its tiny...
Dave: YES! With its tiny arms! But it's trying its best!
[Thirty minutes of chaos ensues]
Dave: At least the flamingo's calculations helped with the spatial organization.
Green: I'm not sure it's too happy, being squished into the corner like that.
Dave: She's checking the structural integrity!
Green: Of a storage locker?!
Dave: After yesterday's incident, we can't be too careful.
Green: Just... put the giraffe down.
Dave: But it's supervising!
Green: No, it's being waved around by a madman.
Dave: The chickens suggested it!
[Scene Three]
Int. Greenie's Apartment - Living room
[Dave sits with his laptop while Green watches over his shoulder]
Dave: How about this place?
Green: "No pets allowed."
Dave: The heavenly cat's not a pet!
Green: No, It's a statue!
Dave: What about this one?
Green: "No structural modifications allowed."
Dave: I wouldn't do anything of the sort.
Green: I mean, you would...
Dave: Ooh! Underground bunker for rent!
Green: NO!
Dave: But the mole..
Green: NO! You're making this worse... Just look for a standard everyday apartment. Preferably a fireproof one.
Dave: Ooh, what about a house? This one has an external room for emergency Cola storage!
Green: [looks] That's called a garage, Dave.
Dave: Perfect! I'll get the porcupine to do some risk assessment.
[End credits]
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