Subscribe by RSSBlog Help
- What is this blog?
- How do I post a comment/suggestion?
- What is this “Subscribe to this blog” link and RSS feed?
- How do I use the RSS feed?
- Can I get more help?
This E. H. Butler Library Blog was started in October 2006 as a way to promote public awareness of what our organization does for the Buffalo State College, as well as the local community. It also provides an informal forum for the public to give us comments and suggestions so that we may continue to provide excellent service to the community we serve.
How do I post a comment or suggestion?
To make a comment on our post, you can:
- Click on the “No Comments >>” or “# Comments >>” at the end of each post on our front page. This will take you to a list of comments from previous viewers, with a form at the end where you can submit your own comments.
- Click on the title of an individual post, and scroll to the bottom to find previous comments and a form at the end where you can submit your own comments.
What is this “Subscribe to this blog” link and RSS feed?
RSS, or Really Simple Syndication, allows our readers to bookmark our blog through a RSS feed aggregator. In combination with a feed aggregator, the RSS feed provides a convenient way to keep up to date with new posts on the blog, without having to constantly check our blog.
You will first need to choose an RSS feed aggregator, if you do not already use one. The basic choices are either
- A Web-based aggregator which might be limited in functionality, but provide the convenience of being able to access your feeds from any computer with access to the Web.
- OR Download a RSS feed aggregator software that can be installed on your computer, which can provide some extra features that will help manage your RSS feeds.
- OR you may already have a Web browser that supports RSS bookmarking such as Internet Explorer 7, Firefox, and Safari.
Here is a list of RSS Feed Aggregators that you can try. Once you find an aggregator that you are comfortable with, click on the “Subscribe to this blog” link. This will take you to a page that might look like computer code, but at the top of your Web browser, in the address bar, you will see the Web address for the feed that you can copy and paste into your aggregator.
Here is an online RSS tutorial that is very helpful. Although it is for Law Librarians, the methods discussed can be used by anyone. (Requires Flash Plug-in)
If you have a question we haven’t answered here, feel free to leave a comment below, or contact us at library@buffalostate.edu.
Bill Compton said
Hi Jim. Photos i received. Thanks
Sarah W. Gilmartin said
Convergence: Two Voices (for Walter)
listening to old Modern Lovers album on the hi-fi, singing “It’s so good to see stars, I thought we’d lost them.” A brief introduction, a handshake. Because it’s not 8 o’clock, but I thought of you. Having spent the summer taking snapshots. Because it’s not Boston, New York, Chicago, or Pittsburgh, but Buffalo. The letters had stopped coming. The black dress, our first meeting. Waiting for a telephone call, something, silence. I should have left you alone. Hearing someone else mention your name. Because tomorrow you would be gone, driving West, the road that stretches the length of summer. The small reminders, better times. Chicago. Trinkets & Souvenirs: whiskey, records, photobooth snapshots, Gurski exhibit at MoCA. Cross-town bus after taking a transfer from the El. Driving overnight filled with anticipation & anxiety. Sitting among strangers, I saw you. Holding hands, sweaty palms. I saw you on the streetcorner, on the phone. Introduction to friends, people I will never know. Having returned from a month in France with family. The oppressive summer heat, catching our breath, 3 a.m. A month there and how your face looked older, more beautiful than I last recalled. Buying newspapers, drinking coffee, and you smoking. It had been such a hot summer. Mornings with possibility, a hopefulness never before felt. We drank too much whiskey. Unnerving gaze, striking me down. Because I had bought a new shade of lipstick for the occasion, it was a special night. Catching every movement, every word forming on your lips. Remembered the smell, the sweat, the salt of your skin. That rooftop, late in the night, city silenced, starry & desolate. Darkened by the month of French sunlight. Arm around my waist, pulled close. The crease, wrinkles, folds of your white t-shit. Dirty fire escape, broken bottles, shabby blades of grass, sitting, silence. Seeing me to the door, putting me in a cab that night before my plane took off. Trees swaying, small summer breeze. Pittsburgh. Folding napkins, voice cracking under pressure, speaking softly. Last words, when you said to me “I’ll be right back.” Wondering where, which city tonight & with whom. Because I left before you had the chance to return. Not counting on my own insignificance. Because I wasn’t taking any chances this time. Because you had already been absent too long.
Sarah W. Gilmartin said
Sorry about the previous comment! It was meant to posted on the Valentine’s Day poetry contest– oops.