Before I get started on my technical difficulties, I thank those of you who were concerned about my evil issue with my back from last week. I went out and drank far too much beer on Friday night, which did exactly as I predicted. I woke up Saturday morning feeling far better and much more mobile than I had in over a week. I sit upright! I walk and talk! I don't cry at the slightest thing! I do so love it when alcohol abuse leads to such a positive outcome.

If you have been here more than once over the last two weeks, you may have noticed that I have altered my weblog template quite noticably. If you have been here several times over the last two weeks, you may have noticed that I have altered my weblog template quite noticably not once, not twice, but several times (how are my commas in that sentence? I can't decide if I like them the way they are or not). It was this beast of a re-design that kept me too busy to update this weekend.

I do this now and again. My feelings change on occasion toward this website-thing I have going here, and then I feel driven to change how it looks.

Shut up. It is so healthy to insist that your external world physically reflects your experience of your internal world. I do not have to work at extricating my sense of self from fleeting external physical attachments (are attachments to things, oh, like a website on the internet really physical attachements?).

At any rate, I have been obsessing my not-so-little head off. I felt in need of a fairly plain-yet-attractive template, but I felt completely uninspired. And then, I felt totally inspired, but I still have no access to my beloved Photoshop, which is locked away inside our recently deceased computer. So, I felt uninspired once more. But then, I felt absolutely inspired to make lemonade out of lemons, so to speak, and decided to see if I could make a template without using an image for the masthead, which I did, and if I do say so myself, it's not so bad.

There has been much struggling, though, trying to get this template to function properly across different browsers, namely Firefox, IE, and Netscape. I am a whiz at getting things to work in Firefox, so that was easy; IE, which I would normally like to make rude hand gestures at, was fairly amenable to what I had created; Netscape, which I never gave much thought to before, has been a beast. Netscape refused to render my page within the width of the screen, and it insisted that my comments section be long and skinny and wedged against the right side; now it is trying to pretend that this page is still all discombobulated when you first load it, and you have to hit the refresh button to see it properly at all.

We hates Netscape now. We hates Netscape with a deep, and possibly abiding, passion.

I realize that I have my code all out of order as far as the hierarchy within XHTML Strict is concerned, and I know that I have created a frankensteinian mess of CSS and tables, and I am sorry. If you love code and design, then you will be cursing me right now for my crudeness. If you don't know the first thing about code and design, then you will be cursing me right now for being boring as all hell today.

Please accept my apologies, both skilled and unskilled Internets among you.

If your browser is showing you this page in some obviously whacked out format with columns extending three feet to the right or some such crap, click your browser's refresh button and wait to see if things snap into shape. If they don't, please let me know in the comments section what craziness you are experiencing. If you can't find the comments section, which would not surprise me at this point, please e-mail me at schmutzie at gmail dot com. I will do my best to fix it. I swear.

Also, I have a bit of advice for everyone. Start using Firefox. It's a lovely browser, and it will up your cool factor. It's true.

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