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Bugged the hell out of me, this, and couldn’t find any information on it. You’ve downloaded some plugin from the official WordPress repository, customised it somehow and want to keep your copy. But in the plugin list in your admin panel, you’re continually being told that a new version of the unforked plugin is available. Even if you’ve changed the name. Even if you’ve changed the URL. Even if you’ve deleted it, scrubbed your WP tables and re-added it.

The plugin auto-update mechanism doesn’t depend on any file metadata, or on polling by the plugin, or by anything else. It depends on the name of the directory the plugin’s files are in. So just rename the directory in which the plugin’s files are stored within wp-content/plugins. Voila.

My pet bug is now obsolete. I could not be more pleased with this having happened silently while I wasn’t looking.

I’m actually running out of bugs. Awesomeness.

Dear Leader. I may have to actually bookmark this shit.

Wow. I actually feel normal for the first time in years. Here’s to progress.

I’ve also gained a new appreciation for something I’d really always ignored. Who knows how 2001 could have been.

I haven’t had such a good Saturday in as long as I can remember. Here’s to the future.

I’ve got nothing to do for the rest of the night, a fridge full of Bud and some Sopranos to watch. Why not, eh. Anyway, I need some distraction for the quite bizarre level of incompetence which led to a burnt dinner, a melted grill pan handle and several tender fingers.

Off to Ayr tomorrow to see Sis away. Jealous doesn’t go near to the full story.

Fuck. Optimism back down to zero. On both counts. Still, fridge full of free beer. Might as well download some new American Dad to take my mind off it until I can get blotto on Friday and get it out of my system properly.

The bounce is back. Who knows what possibilities lie ahead this week. For now, Kanye, Tony and a wee bit of Johnnie.^[1]

1. well, Grouse. ↩

Drunk, of course. I have no sober limits.

I rarely do this without opening my mouth or engaging in precise physical activity. I have, however, now realised that Sopranos intrigue is an excellent way of judging the mind’s ability to process raw and unfamiliar material. Without it, I’m reduced to a list of cast members.

Forgot to ever mention how awesome it was to hear this phrase spoken by someone else.

In more way than one. MOJO WORKIN’.

Wordpress 2.2, updated my own plugins to work as widgets. A couple of Sopranos episodes and a quick trip to the shops and this will have been a productive evening. Pity I left Goodfellas down the road.

Internet still capped. Stern words will be had with enthusiastic but ultimately indifferent Indians tomorrow.