So it’s May already, and for the last month or so I have had bunches of good ideas for writing projects, blogs and the ongoing fiction I’ve created for myself (which is that I’m going to write fiction someday).
To be fair, I’ve tried my hand at fiction plenty of … uncut version
Sunset over Pierce Lake, Rock Cut State Park
The seasons of life are upon us!
So last night I sat down to write -Mr. D was nestled in his Man Cave watching hockey, and the kids were tucked in. The project I’ve been working on for the last several days is done, and looks awesome IMHO.
I finally pulled the 29 gallon aquarium I’ve … uncut version
So what do you think of the new look?
I’ve been talking about wanting to do so many things with this blog -and I’m making good progress on the visual goals I’ve set for myself. We aren’t there yet -but I threw together a new header and tweaked some plug-ins … uncut version
This summer I have decided to give myself a task: learn CSS.
Having assigned myself thus, I self-hosted this blog (with a little help from a fantastic friend) and have now got the ability to tinker with… well just about everything. Unfortunately, I have very specific desires for this site and am still in the process of figuring out how to execute them.
Either way -this is my short explanation as to why there’s no header today. I have many burners going, and it’s on one in the back. More to come.
Have you ever had a thing about yourself that you kept on the down-low because you knew that people would look at you in a different way if they knew it?
That’s kind of what it’s like sometimes -working in Social Media/Marketing. At the same time, it is really exciting … uncut version
Today was one of those days when you find so much good in the world that you just don’t understand how you could have felt so darn bad other times. The feeling is fleeting, of course, because reality always seeps back in -but I can see where the idea … uncut version
Rockford, IL has never had a female mayor. Not one.
I was looking through the list of them, and inspected a few old-timey-wimey names that might have been (Seeley? Amasa? Both dudes.) but no ladies were listed from that August 24th in the early 1830′s when a rich guy … uncut version
Srs Potholes
Every time I drive over the Whitman street bridge heading West, I struggle to resist staring at that strip of cement and metal that’s built into the river’s edge behind the museum. It’s arguably more attractive than the broken slabs of concrete and exposed tree roots in other areas along the Rock River. I have to wonder if there will be an increase in traffic accidents at the intersection of N. Main and Whitman in the future, as our citizens marvel at that $2 million stretch of sidewalk that goes absolutely nowhere. uncut version
