Posted on April 13, 2010
The KFC Double Down, With Minor Parenting
I’ll start today off by pointing out the obvious, in that the Coquetting Tarradiddles you are currently reading does not look exactly like the Coquetting Tarradiddles you’re used to reading. I assure you, this is entirely intentional. I’ve been doing a little bit of housekeeping (even those of us gifted with superhuman mutant powers aren’t immune to tidying up the place now and again), and I decided to stop featuring one full essay with each update. Instead, I’ve chosen to list the three latest entries, broken up into their first paragraphs and slathered all over the main page for you to click through. Just hit the READ MORE >> link at the end of the summary, and you’ll pull up the entire essay. It’s a pretty standard setup, and should be familiar to anyone who’s come anywhere near a computer and the Internet within the past decade or so. I’ll be doing more work to the site’s design in the coming days, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll stay with Blogger/Blogspot much longer. After spending some time with WordPress recently, I’ve come to the mournful conclusion that Blogger is entirely staffed by waterheaded hipsters who are so hopelessly mired in their own hubris that they can’t be bothered to notice that their technology is aging about as gracefully as a bacon-wrapped cantaloupe sandwiched between two sweaty loaves of cavernous ass cheeks. In less colorful terms: Blogger is archaic, non-functional and covered in that special kind of mold that’s just as likely to cure a staph infection as it is to drive you towards a Salem witch trial level of insanity. Also, it smells like bacon butt. (Ok, see that innocent looking, all-caps hyperlink right after this sentence that says “READ MORE >>” – click it and you can, amazingly enough, read more!) Read More
Posted on April 9, 2010
Here’s The Mail, It Never Fails
I didn’t write anything yesterday, because I simply haven’t had time to get everything accomplished and something had to slip. This week, I chose Coquetting Tarradiddles. Next week, I’ll choose something else. However, since I am not without compassion or at least a work ethic best described as Puritanical, I can’t let a week slip by without posting two new entries. So, while this is a little late and sort of recycled (and because copying-and-pasting an e-mail takes all of five seconds), I’m making amends today by posting my response to an e-mail sent to me by a very close friend whom I both respect and admire, but that can be insufferably stubborn about her own wrongness, sometimes. In her e-mail, she sent me a link to a recent column in Pravda titled, “American capitalism gone with a whimper” – it’s entertaining. Go give it a read, then come back here and bear witness to my impassioned rant response: Read More
Posted on April 6, 2010
Tick Tock
Whew, I’m tired. I’m settling into my new job quite nicely, but adapting to the change in my schedule is proving more difficult than previously suspected. While I don’t have to come wandering into the newsroom until mid-morning, I do stay at work a bit later than I’m used to. This alone isn’t a bad thing, but when trying to cram in as much quality time as possible with my three-year-old while still maintaining this blog in conjunction with steadily chipping away at the mountain of all the new projects I’m working on, time tends to slip past with an alarming ferocity. Sometimes, when it’s late in the evening and morning’s dawn is racing towards me with an evil grin on its face, if I squint my eyes just right, I can almost peer through the veil of reality to see the hourglass of my life timer perched atop a high shelf in Death’s Domain, its sands pouring through the frosted glass with a terrible alacrity. Ok, so maybe it’s not quite so dramatic as all that, but I do feel time’s sting a bit more keenly these days. I’m not quite sure why this is, but I have a few ideas. Read More
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