I don’t know what the trigger was, but I finally reached the point where I couldn’t stand staring at all of this unrelieved text, so welcome to the glorious new era of the occasional cover image or scan. I begin with attractive men contemplating pastries. Now if I could just figure out how to wrap text around an image, I’d be golden. Oh, and if there were any other WordPress themes that I could stand, I’d probably change that too, but that will have to wait. And I don’t really mind the mighty red pen.
In other navel-gazing, I’m thinking it’s time to change the blog’s name. At over 40 years of age, it’s impossible to be precocious about anything but decline, so that’s a problem. It’s also awkward to say out loud on the rare occasions that require me to do so. (Maybe that’s why I don’t go to many conventions… fear of speaking my blog’s name aloud, like it’s “Candyman” or something.) But I don’t really have any alternatives in mind at the moment, and I wouldn’t change the address or anything. Still, I’ll always jump at an excuse to post a poll:
