You can edit your comments now after posting if you’re logged in. You know that feeling of despair when you hit “publish” and an egregious tpyo manages to insinuate itself into your comment during the posting process? Now you can zap it.
But only your comments, and only if you’re logged in. I can zap anyone’s typos, though. Actually, so can Kat and Stephanie. So be nice to them.
Go ahead and use this thread to test out the new functionality! Have fun.
Is this a script I could use by any chance? I use Movable Type. I’ve been looking for something to allow people to do this. But everything I find is old or insecure.
Sadly, this is an Expression Engine plugin. But I wonder if someone with a bit of savvy might not be able to convert it, as it’s an ajax script with a php plugin shell.
Downloadables are here.
Ths feup=re iss a bigg helpfr those of us who can’t type.
(If we bother to use it, that is.)
Very nice. And I see that it works retroactively - so you can go back and claim bogus precedence for words on the Razzle Dazzle thread for instance. (Not that anyone would do that…)
And their is no longer a need to go to all the effort of time travel just to correct a mistake.
Tigi, Thistle’s a mini-rex, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen another one with that face stripe. Though this one comes close. Can’t tell you about his parentage because he’s a rescue.
Cris, I agree with the general cynicism, but this is the one plugin I’ve found that allows comment editing in Expression Engine.
well, the post reminded me to register on this computer, because i wouldn’t want to miss out on member benefits.
i was also wondering about the yard. i assume it is all enclosed. bunnies, though, have excellent digging and burrowing tools. thistle must not have unrestricted yard privleges, or we would be reading about the great rabbit underground, i suspect. however happy a bun is, the grass is always greener…
Fortunately for us, kathy, Thistle’s not very diggy. I think it’s because he was a hutch bunny for the first three years of his life: he’s just so happy to be out that he finds a place to hunker behind the bicycles or under an Adirondack or something and just relaxes.
Or maybe he thinks of the house as his warren.
In any event, for the last three years we’ve let him spend a lot of unsupervised time outside in the fenced-in back yard. No holes in evidence.
ah, a mature bun in paradise!
i think the only bunnies i knew well were stressed rabbits. we had a deluxe double hutch for some time when i was a kid, and didn’t let the buns roam for fear of breakouts. sometimes they’d be inside in a cage, leading to the time my sister claimed “the rabbit ate my homework,” because she fed the unwritten part of the paper into the cage….
that sister later, as an adult, had rabbits. they were mostly caged under the kitchen counter, and upon their release, they chewed the phone cords. when they got into the yard!! they often attempted escape.
and then there was the housemate bunny one summer when i was subletting a place to study and take a big exam. that poor rabbit. it’s owner didn’t provide good food, let it run wild through the house [there was no enclosed outdoor space], and it chewed everything in sight. a rabbit tragedy for the ages, i tell you. the kitchen linoleum, my baby chair, the classic phone cords, and the only leather-bound quality antique book i owned—they were all poor substitutes for a garden full of herbs and loveliness.