Sunday

Late last night one last large and overlooked blog concern dawned on me while I was out checking out the night sky (I think I have the big dipper incorrectly done in my globe icon at the top of my info bar, but I don't care at all about that). The photos on my previous previously... entries are not going to fit within the new template. I can always hide them, along with the text of the posts they are attached to, but I don't really want to. This is a bummer because I was expecting to toss this bitch out of the nest tonight, and now I have about a dozen little tweaks to do before it all works like it wouldn't yesterday and might tomorrow. Then I have to write a damn post (first one in months and months, not counting this informal stuff), and then I can finally start transferring all of the new code over. I suspect it will take me the whole day to finish applying all this stuff to the actual living blog, but I might space it out over a couple of days. I have trained everyone to wait months between checking for content, anyway, so I don't imagine that anyone will peek in while it is all half-done. Oh, in the real world: we went out to dinner with Olga tonight—-at the great little Greek place in the Barrio Antiguo—-and on the way there a little man juggled limes at us in the intersection. He kept dropping them under the cars leading me to suspect that he needed to choose a more level intersection. Dinner conversation centered around beauty pageants because—-don’t forget—-Miss Universe is a week from today. [Cavin]