Something old, something new, lots of borrowed. Scattered and untimely random thoughts.
feeling loved friday
I’m feeling the love today. I submitted “After Hours” to freelinksfriday.com. Jason (the site owner), liked it! He wrote a very nice review of the blog and enjoyed reading it.
Since my blog doesn’t really fit into any of the usually defined blog categories, it’s hard for me to find places to submit my random writings (I get rejected because I mention sex a little too much, not nearly enough or because I don’t blog about one topic). FLF just let me be me. What a nice change of pace.
I discovered FLF through a blog entry at SEOmoz.org (at least 99% sure). Jason doesn’t always spend his time reviewing other sites. He does other things, not to mention that searching through his site is a great way to get exposed to other sites you might not normally find (like mine).
As in life, love comes when you least expect it.
code like a girl
I came across this phrase a few weeks ago while looking for information on some CSS topic I was struggling with. I could immediately identify because I pore over my code until it’s perfect (to me). Occassionally, I let things slip. But they nag at me every time I see the code until I have to straighten it out. I even clean up the sloppy code on scripts I end up not using. I can’t stand testing a messy script. (I don’t know if this is a girl thing or an obsessive-compulsive thing.)
So in honor in these two blog posts: the simple definition and the more-detailed version, I created a button for anyone who wants to let the world know they are code perfectionists.
I used a free button-maker I found online. If code is poetry (the motto of WordPress), then girly code is haiku.
steve irwin
During a random Internet check last night, my lover found a breaking news bit about Steve Irwin being killed in a diving accident. Since it was very fresh news and only CNN seemed to have anything to report, I thought perhaps they were wrong. I hoped they were wrong.
We both waited and kept checking. By the time we went to sleep, it was obvious that the news was real. Stevo had died.
domain squatting
I just emerged the loser in a battle of wits with an imbecile. But I’m laughing.
Although I own about a dozen domain names (and carry a couple more in trust for other organizations), I’m still purchasing more names for my upcoming book. It’s fun and feels like buying really cheap real estate (at $10 a pop you can’t get cheaper land). I came up with one combination of words that I thought I would like to own but it was already taken.