state of the blog union address #94875
1) Yes I know I am supposed to be writing word doodles to go along with submitted photos, as explained here. But things came up and… I just didn’t wanna. And since I’m the boss, it is being delayed. I’ve received some interesting photos, but the deadline for submitting them has been extended too. Sooooo submit!
2) I am working on a super secret blog project with my cartoonist buddy. I’m kind of in serious like with this project so far, and hope that you’re going to like it too. It MAY involve some of your (well, mine anyway) favourite bloggers in guest appearances.
3) I am beginning the process of planning to move my blog to a hosted situation. This will, of course, require a re-design. Just ’cause. Since change breaks my mind, it is going to take me awhile to come around on this.
There are decisions to be made.
Do I go with some talented professionals?
Do I half-ass it and tweak an existing wordpress template? (Or better yet, charm a friend into doing it for me?)
Who am I going to ask (more charm?) to “help” with coming up with a header?
How much charm can I manage to come up with, really?
I have a buddy that does hosting, so that’s covered at least. Step one.
Really I don’t want to invest too much cash in a blog revamp when I am perpetually one crankypants mood away from, “Fuck this. Blogging sucks.”
Also, I am horrible to work with.
I know what I want, but can never, ever find a way to articulate it to a designer.
For the last blog I had designed, I asked for “professional, but warm, and clean, but relaxed… and hula girls!”
You want to know what I want?
I want my blog to look like it thinks it’s better than you, but would never say it. Like it cleans up well, but still seems rugged. Like it would be even nicer to puppies if no one was watching. I want my blog to look like it will go home with you at closing time AND it will call you the next day. But only to tell you it stole something from your bedroom, and that you can’t see him again until you guess what it is. And you’ll search and find nothing. Then you’ll call him, all frustrated, and ask, “What was it? What did you steal?” “Your heart.” And you’ll rage. And he’ll laugh. And you’ll make a date to eat some waffles.
Oh, and I want my blog to be mostly black and white!
So, yeah, can you picture the design now?