Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

Are you possessed by demons?
November 30, 1999
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I don't really think it's a demon that's possessed me, but I woke up this morning with a strange thought in my head, and I had to act upon it. See, I have my alarm set to go off at 7am. For some reason, the maker of the clock decided that 7 minutes was enough snooze time for anyone, and because of this, I usually actually get out of bed at 7:28.

There is an odd side-effect, however. I'm sure that people who use their snooze alarms notice this (especially this guy I knew in college who would snooze himself from 8 until 11), but you can have some pretty funky dreams in those small little segments of time. The best part about them is that they are so memorable.

Build your First WordPress Theme
November 30, 1999

One of the questions asked at the WordPress meetup was how to create a WordPress theme. I couldn’t imagine that there weren’t tutorials online for this already, but we didn’t have web access, so I couldn’t check. But upon my arrival home, a brief search expedition led me to a curious find: The “Make a Theme” tutorials that are online seem to dissect the Default theme. That’s crazy.

If you begin the journey into for-hire web design with WordPress, one of the first conclusions you will come to is this mantra: “Kubrick sucks.” Let me spare you gentle novice theme developers the pain. Don’t do it. You will spend so much time being confused by Kubrick’s idiosyncracies that you will become discouraged from something that is fundamentally very simple.

Instead, we’re going to start with something much simpler, especially if you’re coming from the Blogger world, or one of the other blog/CMS systems that are abundant on the net these days: HTML.

Collection
November 30, 1999

A short ride down the hillside into the hallow we found a quaint two-story house, unoccupied yet accompanied by the realtor and her blue station wagon. She waited for us on the dirt path leading up to the porch from the patchy stone drive. She was curious, as they all are when we go hunting, what interest we would have in such a house as this.

The exterior was unusual for the type of home we usually search out, and I was fearful that we had wasted our trip. In the lawn of scrub grass we found the large rusted rim of a large vehicle that had at one time served as a planter, but now made itself home for only the most hardy weeds that grow in this brisk mid-October climate. Only a few odd adornments littered the outer walls of the house near its cinder block pilings - a one-wheeled and tubeless bicycle, several cans of obviously unused all-weather paint, three sledgehammer handles.