ramtower

I’ve updated the wordpress thingie, I’ve sorted out the header thingie, and I’ve got a slightly better handle on how this page works. That’s good. I’m still flying on presets, but at least now, I know what those presets all mean, at least a little better than I did.

Next up: figuring out why I have this thing in the first place. The header images are a step in the right direction: Monsters and space ships.

I suppose I should tell people about this Web site at some point, too.

just continuing my tests.

That’s interesting in its own right. Let’s see if permissions are still correct and stuff.

I’m just working on this thing a little more. I have a list of things that need doing, some of which take more brains than I’ve for to spare…

Here’s a cat.

at how the iPod autocorrect “fixed” my title for my last entry. Hm…

Okay, new banner art up. Took a while to get this image looking right. It’s poached (I’m a poacher) from an old godzilla poster. I’m working on getting a rotating banner script up and running, so I can have all kinds of cool cycling images like Reed and Fraction do. I am jealous and petty. And also small. The next thing I need to figure out is how to make MarsEdit put images where I want them to be, so that I can make posting pictures a single-button process. Blar.

Special thanks to Burley for helping me find my technical mishap and correct it. Woot woot indeed, good sir. Woot woot.

I’m totally just a test to make sure something I did did the right thing and not some other thing. But I’m nothing! IGNORE ME.

No, wait. This is TEST. I’m on the iPod right now, trying the wordpress app. My fingers are not nimble.

I need a new background image. I’m still using the default for this template, and that’s just not the way the hip kids do things. If I want to masquerade as one of them and walk among them unnoticed, I must emulate their ways. And also wear their skin as a suit. A flesh suit.

I suppose if Brian is going to link to me, I ought to start doing something with this ol’ weblog thing.

Only thing is, I’m so tired from all the baby rearin’ that I don’t have the brainjuice to figure out exactly what.