If you’re a Facebook user, take a glimpse at what your page might look like when Viagra stopped being a punchline and Botox becomes your best friend.
Well, last week I’ve decided to migrate to Wordpress 2.3.1 on a whim. I was too lazy to test it locally so I just crossed my fingers and eyes and pressed the update button.
I never knew the statistics regarding the effectiveness of crossing one’s finger but I’d imagine it being unfavorable since the whole blog went kaboosh. Database handles were changed so a couple of plugins of the Category kind went afoul like ants losing the scent of their trail. I also cannot post anything as well as use my tags plugin since the new version already had one. So after that I got busy with a lot of things but last night I finally manage to conjure some kind of time paradox and froze time long enough to fix my blog.
I am happy to report (to myself) that its all now good. I’ve updated plugins and added new ones (Gotta Catch Em’ All). And it will be business as usual, meaning sporadic posts about irrelevant topics on a Design and Arts blog. God have mercy.
Superheroes, once relegated to the panels inside a geek’s comic book, has now crawled out of its primordial soup and into popular consciousness. Unsatisfied with smothering the silver screen with its sticky fluids, superheroes have now moved into the vast space of the Interwebs. In its cunning it knows how to subjugate the masses by amusing it. And it is through this deceptively tiny site called The Superest that it will achieve its devious goal. The Superest is a continually running game of My Team, Your Team. The rules are simple:
Player 1 draws a character with a power. Player 2 then draws a character whose power cancels the power of that previous character. Repeat.
Warning: Do not be amused! A gut-glorious laugh, a chuckle or even a wry smile and they will have grown their sphere of influence. What next? boy bands singing about wearing brightly colored leotards and troublesome capes?
Sometimes I think life itself is conspiring to keep me from posting regularly in this blog. Innumerable are the times I have attempted to write about something of interest but fortitude dissipated as small interruptions proved fatal to its existence. Sometimes its as rational as household chores that have been postponed to the point of obsolescence, well almost. But oftentimes its as minute as quality of the air at that exact moment or the fealty of my keyboard in which it practices subterfuge by producing ants in its crevices or tilting sideways when keys are recessed. The buggers wish to cut their captain’s throat. Mutiny in the desktop!
Being a man of solutions I have been slowly but surely eliminating the blockades to the regularity of my blogging updates that have been mushrooming around me. I have installed an Internet connection at my home. In the times before now, all manner of jacking to the Matrix has been through the conduit of work and our family’s Internet cafe. And being a man of maximum benefits I had the modem deployed at my father’s office nearby. So I had to hang networking cables and figure out why we cannot share the connection. This lasted several excruciating days but that memory has now been filed in the recesses of my cranium.
And being a man in love with the underdog mentality. Rather than using a 17 inch monitor, I took an unused 15 inch monitor from the aforementioned cafe when I assembled our PC. And when doing anything useful with a 15 inch monitor you would wish you had a jackhammer aimed straight at your monitor. So I had to hunt down a second hand monitor preferably 19 inch and dirt cheap.
A trip to the local surplus shop yielded an old parchment map and an X-mark . Revealed by a limp man named Junjun (j’oon,joon). He proceeded to scintillate me with the words Samsung, 19 inch, and P2,500. Fast forward two day later. I came to the place right behind the constable’s office (NBI) where a derelict neighborhood hides an even more derelict house. Devoid of light and threatening to collapse any moment, the place was atmospherically sinister not unlike a drug pusher’s den. We climbed upstairs with Jun leading by the lighter’s glow we came to his room and I proceeded to check the prized treasure. It was great, save for a few tint scratches that i can live with. Deal. But first I had to go Afhats where the wife’s cousin Benedict Don Sy is celebrating his birthday. And it was one of those moments where I wished I had a Blog Guardian Angel to smack my head and tell me to take a picture. After that, my dad-in-law, ever gracious, agreed to stop by NBI to get the monitor.
Now, I have a large monitor, Internet connection at home, state of the art PC, the art is in a sorry state. (512 mb ram, 128 Video Card, Athlon XP), nice headphones for the Pinback, Radiohead, and 50 cent tunes. All thats needed to procure is a nice executive chair worth no less than P3000. 
and a large working desk.
But first, I have to do something with the icky keyboard and the ants running around the computer table.
