Ok – I think I’ve got the basic template tweaked enough for now. I’ve added ratings and a post readers count. If you weren’t able to access the blog yesterday, it’s because I lost all my previous changes to the template when I upgraded my version of WordPress. What a pain. When I downloaded the backup, it was somehow in the wrong format. I basically had to cut and past sections into Notepad and edit each template page by hand….
A big wedding congrats to my friend Rosei (Roseangela). May you and JP have a blessed life together, full of laughter and love and kindness and joy. See more wedding photos! It is very sweet where you said: Now, coming to life again, I’m married! And happy in my new house, sharing life with an excellent husband. This is my life page now. Let us see the future of us. Now…get that Ph.D. done! (hugs)
I was in the middle of a coaching call yesterday (training a trainer on DISC theory and workplace applications) when a post-it was stuck onto the desk before me. It read, “Did you say that it was ok for your son to bring home a kitten? Call hubby.” No, I never said that (of course), but I had to continue with the call for almost another 45 minutes. When I was finally able to call home, it turned out that…
I’ve been missing in action, I know. I’ll write all about the following when I get more than a couple of minutes. Quick trip to the Alabama shore for J’s family reunion Visit from my cousin A Halloween/Samhain festivities Making some calls to remind progressive voters in swing races to vote (Moveon.org) Catching up on the hundreds of backlogged emails Preparing for a trip to see some of my family and friends in Massachusetts Helping J to meet his end-of-month…
Joseph Nechvatal is a “chef extraordinaire” of the artworld. Using the ingredients of source images, viral codes and attacks, computer-robotic collaboration, as well as his own creative, activist, theoretical sensibilities, he serves up luscious feasts of haunting, liminal images. Nechvatal’s “viractual” digital paintings are dynamic in a way that belies their 2-dimensionality. Pregnant with an almost mystical awareness of new kinds of consciousness, these works embody rhizomatic interconnections that still defy linguistic articulation (at least, they still defy mine, although…
This is the kind of thing that makes me want to tear my hair out in frustration. I happened to see a little toad that looked just exactly like a piece of bark. I had to get off a couple of quick shots with the digital camera before it jumped away, and didn’t have time to mess around with all the options and controls. The camera simply would not focus on the toad. It was set to “auto.” This is…