Hey Jesus! Do You Know CSS?

Notice anything different? I haven’t been paying attention to FIFA – maybe when they get to the round of 16 or quarterfinals. Or maybe I’m just over football.

I was like ok – maybe Twenty Twenty-Five (TT5) was a buggy one-off, let me try a different FSE theme and see what happens. Worst idea ever! Some of them have features behind a paywall, and you don’t learn about them until after the install, when you see padlocks everywhere. 

Be transparent! Tell me upfront what I have access to AND what I don’t. But I guess they figure once the theme is activated, you’re more likely to pay. That psychological pressure doesn’t work on me. The gift of neurodivergence. Or maybe, I just don’t want to spend my money on another monthly subscription, especially not for a friggin’ website.

Help! I’m trapped in an FSE query loop, and I can’t get out. 

frustrated sam

Then I decided to look for non-FSE themes, but most haven’t been updated in years.

With all that behind me, I decided to bite the TT5 FSE bullet and broke all my teeth, which is fine with me. Actually, it was less like biting a bullet and more like biting a grenade. I’m grateful for being alive. 

Now that my sweet tooth is dead, my cravings will die with it. Yes!?

Dear Sweet Tooth Jesus in Heavenly Levi’s Jeans!

Please grant me the patience and knowledge I need to set up this WordPress theme properly.

Do you hear me, Jesus?

Also, are you familiar with margins, padding, and mobile menus?

He’s probably not listening – busy playing Animal Crossing

I feel I met Jesus in Animal Crossing once. He was busy fishing in his sandals. He might also be building a cathedral in Minecraft or growing parsnips, and befriending villagers in Stardew Valley.

Anyhow, I went back to TT5, and I did learn stuff the hard way the first time, so the second time around wasn’t as awful. But every time I think I’m ready to push to prod, I notice something else isn’t right. My categories weren’t working-if I click yearbook or poetry, any category, it would still show all posts. Feature image layouts were wonky.

I’m tired of troubleshooting tech. My help desk days are long behind me. We’re at a time where shit should just work. Just do what you say you’re created to do. Simple! Like finding the perimeter of a polygon.

Maybe divorcees should get remarried, and #2 will be less horrid. Until you uncover something else that isn’t working right.

Although I want a relationship, I am not sure I want to get married. I’m not even sure I want to live with the guy. We can have weekend getaways – you come to mine, I go to yours, we go somewhere else. I’m pretty sure I told you this before.

These aren’t decisions I need to make now. But the idea feels like it would make sense. First the relationship, then the partnership, and I’ll see where it goes from there.

I have all these king-sized pillows and sheets that are a pain in the butt on a twin bed. I have no room for myself. 

I got this cool stackable twin from Ikea – so it can turn into a king, or we can go old school with two twins. 

These questions are always in my head. 

Why do we have to sleep beside each other? Why do we even need to be in the same room?

And you already know how I feel about going to bed when my partner does. I don’t do anything consistently; at some point, we’re gonna have a problem. I also don’t compromise well (maybe I should remain single).

There was this guy I used to talk to, and I’d always call him after work; we’d talk for about 15 minutes as I walked to the subway. One time I went out with a few coworkers, and when I finally spoke to him, he flipped out cause I didn’t call him when I usually did. 

Lesson:

People get used to patterns, and I don’t realize I’m building an unspoken obligation until the pattern breaks.

clueless, unsuspecting sam

There was this other guy who had recently separated from his wife. One day, we were hanging out together, and he said he needed to swing by the house. He’d moved out and gotten his own apartment with his dog, whose name I can’t remember.

So he goes inside to find whatever, then he calls me, and asks me to come inside. I said no. Then he comes outside to try to convince me to come into the house he once shared with his family. Eww. No. You can disrespect your wife with some other woman, not me!

Shortly after that, we broke up because I wasn’t ready to meet his kids, and I didn’t want him to meet mine. The boys were still in elementary school at that time. It felt like the meeting was more for convenience, like “Oh. My kids are here, but you can still come over cause you met them.”

Also, I didn’t realize it back then, but he’d say things to me like, “You think you’re so smart.” Or, “You’re pretty but…” then he’d suggest I do something different with my hair or wear something else.

One time, he got upset because I didn’t ask him how his vacation was. I was happy he was back. I picked you up at the airport for God’s sake. I was enjoying his company and the silence between the chit-chat until Bam! Argument.

I figured if he wanted to tell me about his vacation, he would. That relationship was one misunderstanding after another until it was over.

I think I want Dad to come with me to the Human Rights Museum, but I haven’t asked him yet, with his busy cruising schedule, who knows where he’ll be in September.

 At the same time, this was supposed to be a mega artist date. I feel there’s gonna be heavy shit I’ll need to talk through to fully understand. Then process later through writing.

This is why I love artist dates: I can go somewhere heavy, think, and not have to explain myself in real time. The only difference is that there’s so much heavy stuff to take in at that museum.

I’m a little sad because the Palestine exhibit might not even start. I don’t know anything about Palestinian history/culture. This would have been a first-hand opportunity to learn. Regardless, I’m still going. Hopefully, it will be there.

I have so much to post, but I had to wait until I could push TT5 to prod. Some stuff still isn’t right, for example, how my menu looks on mobile, and the spaces between the feature image, post title and date are too wide.

There are a few non-digital art projects I have in mind, but I don’t have the space to make them, which sucks. Whoever moves out next, I will make that my art studio.

I’m waiting for the latest proofs from Amazon and IngramSpark for The Troll and The Ballerina. OMG!

Lastly, I have to share with you Today’s Throwbacks

My favourites are – Usual Random Shit and The Girl with a Broken Heart (can you guess what song that’s from?)

Wed Jun 24

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