Life goes like this.  You can’t tell someone what your life is really like, because the only perfect map is a complete model of the terrain.  You’d have to recapitulate the universe to get it right.  So, instead, we pick and choose, and, in the process, we change things.  Always with the intention to mislead, although it might be an intent to ( Read more... )

I’ve spent the past week trying to implement WordPress, widely advertised as so utterly simple to install and use that any blunt edged intellect can do the job.

I, apparently, am not just any blunt-edged intellect.

I’ve been poking at it daily, nightly, until my self-esteem puddles about my feet and my soul is nothing but cobwebs. I am going to go ( Read more... )