Sorry to write so intermittently this week. It’s not a sign of depression or that I’ve run out of things to ramble about: I promise!
I’ve just been spending the last few days learning (teaching myself) some programming stuff, so I can do a little more with this blog. You’ll have a pretty clear idea of when VM 2.0 launches, insofar as it’s got a pretty cool look. (I can’t guarantee that my posts will be any more interesting, but hey: you’ve made it this far.) It’s taken some long evenings of trying to figure out SQL and CSS, as well as reinventing some wheels with Photoshop, but I think it’ll have a great new look-and-feel.
In other news: Congrats to my mom for coming over to the dark side! My brother helped her buy a Mac Mini last night. It’s a long way from when she had to deal with her first office word-processor, back in 1989 or so.
Also, the official VM fiancee & I discovered Firefly this weekend. Official VM buddy Tony gave me the complete series DVDs for my birthday last January, but we didn’t get around to watching them till last weekend. We saw the first 3 episodes (out of 15), and were thrilled. Amy’s a big fan of Joss Whedon’s shows (Buffy, Angel), and I’ll always try to give SF a shot. The characters were a hoot, the plot holes weren’t too immense, and the libertarian slant of the crew was pretty enjoyable. Plus, the prostitute character was hot.
We’ll get around to the wrap-up movie later, I guess. Maybe when it comes out on DVD. . .
Also, we’re getting ready to head down to New Orleans this weekend. We’ll be staying with her parents, who live about 25 miles from the city, but we’ll be making a trip or two into New Orleans during our stay. I promise to take plenty of pix and try to give you guys a good description of the place.
I heard Michael Lewis’ piece in the NYTimes magazine this Sunday was great, but I haven’t had time to read it yet.
And I’m reading Number9Dream by David Mitchell right now. Picked it up a week ago, and didn’t even think about the fact that John Lennnon’s birthday was coming up. Freaky to think that he was born 65 years ago, but that calendar sure does wreak havoc.