I will never tire of posting this video, so it’s your weekend music. My grandson just gave it the thumbs up and muted SpongeBob so we could rock out to it. Major announcement to follow.
It’s time for the overhaul. I wanted to have it done by now, but I lost a lot of time in November. Thanks to everyone who offered feedback on the new design this week.
Here’s the process
Nuke all but a handful of the categories and start over. We’ll still have a lot of them, but they will be logical and most will be full of stuff. In other words, actually useful.
Change the theme, remove the widgets I’m killing, and add the new ones.
Sort out the pages.
Step one requires me to touch every post. All 646 of them. This will take a while.
We we may not be back until Wednesday or Thursday, but we will be back.
I’d planned to get back to some country music today, but given the week I’ve had, this seems more appropriate. It is one of my all-time favorite pieces of satire, and I am feeling satirical today.
From 1996. This is one of those songs that just stuck with me. It’s the combination of percussion, background vocal, and surreal lyrics that does it. I couldn’t find a suitable live performance or the original video, but I like this one.
If you want input into next year’s Feminist Friday discussions, this weekend is your first chance, and I have a post at the Monster for you.
I’m not looking for commitments to specific things like posting dates or topics at this point. Just trying to gauge the level of support so Diana and I know how many posts we need to come up with before we can kick these off again. I’ll have a follow-up in a couple of weeks, once I see where we are with it.