Goodbye frames, hello CSS-P. I scrapped the SSI idea - just too damm hard to do production testing locally, and the added rendering time negated the maintenance benefits.

I haven’t got all the kinks ironed out yet, and I want to get multi column text back on some pages, but everything’s up and functional, if not as completely pretty as I’d like. If anyone has problems accessing any part of the site, lemme know!

And we saw Men In Black. I suppose the best thing you can say is that it was cute. And it didn’t suck. Of course, there was really no oomph either. The throwaway lines “She wanted to go back to the morgue - I just helped her along” and the bit players (the worms, the subway monster, the video store conspiracy geek, etc…) were more interesting than the main plot.

However, the trailers were a lot of fun. :) The two towers, Daredevil, T3 (though it wins for most anemic teaser *ever*), and the new Star Trek pic. (The bad guy *so* looks like a techno-mage). And when did hollywood start sending trailers out *13 frelling months* before opening? The matrix didn’t bother me - I knew I had a long time to wait for that. The winter movies? That’s normal. But don’t get me all hot and bothered and then tell me I have to wait a whole year. That’s just not fair.

But Reign of Fire is out next week. That ought to be good. Mmmm… angry dragons….

Because some people really need to be made fun of -
Music Industry Unveils Piracy-Proof Format

Now and then I look at the site and think - time for a new look. Been playing around with an all CSS, heavy on the SSI layout. The upside? My pair account supports SSI, making most of my ideas feasable. The downside? Tonight I get to see if I can install apache on my ‘98 box at home. (There shall be no web server active on my work machine. Sceurity and all that. And my boss would probably have a cat.) Early browser testing is going swimmingly. NS4.x is only getting minimal support, and of the higher end browsers, only Opera is giving any hiccups. Seeing as my browser stats are consistantly at least 95% IE5+, I’m not too worried. Yet. (The other shoe has to drop sometime - no redesign ever goes off this easy.)

Actually, *all* flavors of Netscape and mozilla together make up about 2% of my page views on a good day. Lemme tell you folks - NS7 PR1 *kicks*. All the good from ver.6 - none of the crap. Tabbed browsing and selective java disabling…. die popups! Die die die….

Oh, sorry. Where was I? Oh yeah - redesigns. Time to ponder a new color scheme.

Great thread right now on Alara’s Livejournal - it began as a list of ways not to write bad hetfic, but there’s a good sub disscussion going on about why women do and do not change their names before/after marrage. The stat that gets tossed around is that 90% of american women change their names.

Me? I’m in the 10%. The idea of changing something so basic to my identity is…. not something I can really wrap my brain around. Just one more way I’m a Very Strange Person. :)

We never realize how much we are creatures of habit until something in the normal routine changes and we’re forced to take notice. By virtue of our overlapping schedules, Bill always gets up a half hour before me. I’ve found (and he’s often told me) that his quiet noise does more to wake me up than my alarm clock. (As witness the four or five times I always end up hitting the snooze button.) Well, they’re doing inventory at Tower this week, so he had to go in early. Out the door at 6:00 AM early.

Getting up and ready for the day in a completely quiet house was… odd. Generally, the only times my mornings are this quiet are on saturdays, when he works and I sleep in. Of course, the cats were of no help. It probably looked like a weekend to them, so by the time my alarm had gone off twice, they were curled up on either side of me, doing their best to purr me into a fit of narcolepsy.

Vivarin - the cure for evil kitty sleep hypnosis. :)

Saturday rolled around, as it has a habit of doing, and I decided it was just too damm hot to take the long walk I’d been promising myself. But sitting around all lazy like was also not something I was looking forward to. So I cleaned. Everything. The whole apartment, top to bottom. In the process, I tossed out about four trashbags worth of junk and dirt, scrubbed surfaces that haven’t seen the light of day in over a year, found more than one book previously thought lost, dusted, did laundry, and vacumed. The only thing I did not do were the dishes. But everything’s a little more organized now. (It’ll last maybe a month, but it will be a nice month.)

Friday was supposed to be hectic but managable. Go to work in the morning, leave at noon, then go to a friend’s wedding. Pretty simple.

So I wake up that morning, and my glasses are missing. Gone. AWOL. And of course, I don’t have a backup pair. Now I can drive without them, but navigating to a chruch I’ve never been to? The glasses are a good thing. So I go to work for two hours, clear up whatever I can find, and go to Lenscrafters. 45 minutes and 200 dollars later, I have a pair of backup glasses. All well and good.

I go back home, wrap the wedding present, shower, relax for a little, get my directions in order, get all dressed up, find my glasses (but I’m keeping the new pair anyway, just in case) and leave. Early. I gave myself twice as much time as I should have needed to find the church, because if there’s a way to get confusingly lost, I’ll find it.

I still got lost, and I was still late. This led to stress and profanity. Thankfully, I was by my lonesome, so no one else had to deal with me. A very nice guy at a liquor store finally pointed me in the right direction. I got there for most of the ceremony, and I wasn’t even the latest person to arrive. That would have been Lars and Pru - the three of us making up Andy’s “friends from faire” contingent.

I survived following Lars to the reception. (He’s not so hard to tail as Bill) And the party itself was fun. Good food, good dinner companions, got to hug the bride and groom, and I was home by eleven thirty. Just in time to do a load of laundry and catch the late showing of Farscape.