Anyone notice anything new around here? Oh, how about that title graphic up there? ^^ I made that monster in Photoshop CS (8) and I’m still having second thoughts about it. It looks like my title graphic had one too many mCdonald’s supersized meals and gained weight. It probably looks worse on the last few Amish who are still using, or just now being introduced to, 800 x 600 resolution screens. But that’s my flaw. I never declared myself to be a web designer. I just know what I like, and I think the graphic is cute, and it’s my site, I pay for it, so there.
I may even make something more of it for the rest of my site. Maybe finally get something going with the front page? Help all those nutters who come here looking to pick a fight and failing miserably, find my blog. Or maybe it’s because I just don’t care anymore is the key to why they never succeed? Arguing is a lot like the Tango: It takes a willing partner for it to flourish, and I’m just not that interested in e-fighting anymore. Where’s that graphic about arguing online being like the Special Olympics when you need it?
Speaking of the special needs and complaints about webspace that I own (rent?), the person I blogged about yesterday read my post and just knew it was about her. She knew it so badly that she emailed every single email address she could find for me, including the defunct one in the whoIS, and when I didn’t report back to her immediately, which it was 2am when she sent the emails, she emailed my host. Fifteen times between 2:30am and 10am, when he finally answered her and asked her to please stop crowding his inbox. My entry falls under ‘freedom of speech’ and there wasn’t even any links or names given in the post! Oddly enough, she didn’t comment on the entry. I would have approved anything she posted, even if it was just to tell me what a horrible person I am for voicing my opinion of her unlinked, unidentified blog on webspace that I have paid for. Oh well. Live and learn.
Normally, I’m not this brash. I think it’s either the heat, time for Aunt Flo who has skipped out on me since November 2007 and comes in the form of a rush of hormones instead of environmentally unsafe female products and ruined undies/bedsheets from nighttime surprises, or my anti-depressants are changing my personality again. Anyway you look at it, I’ve certainly changed.
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