Missed Opportunities

Bethune Beach

I joined a group of friends last night to go photograph the last night launch of the space shuttle.  NASA being NASA, the launch got canceled due to changing weather.  We were left standing there on a freezing beach at 4:30 AM.  Some folks did some light painting.  I just turned the camera in the opposite direction and left the shutter open for five minutes.  Other people went home with no pictures at all.

Sometimes, what you get is what you make of it.

The Switch to WordPress

After months (or was it years) of bitching about Movable Type, I’ve finally switched to WordPress.  I really wanted Movable Type to step up with the same ease of configuration as WordPress.  Themes & plugins just work.  You can code if you want, but you don’t have to do it.

Both platforms have a thriving community of users, but the WordPress community seems to work the way I want to work.  I think it’s a much more artistic community, given the plethora of themes I’ve reviewed.  I settled on a theme called ArtSee from Elegant Themes.  $20 for a year and access to all the themes on the site.  Changing or customizing a theme is as simple changing configurations on a panel; turning options on or off.  Doing the same on Movable Type would require changes in HTML & CSS.  Oh, sure, they tried to make a Style Library.  Take a look.  Ugly colors, but the same theme.  It’s pathetic.

Importing the old posts was fairly easy, but there are new features available with the theme I’m using.  I may go back and make some modifications to use those features, or maybe I’ll just move forward from this point.  It’s something for me to ponder.  I’m happy with my new toy.  Now it’s time to see what else I can make it do.

Hello, world.

A Slight Diversion and a New Blog

I recently created another blog specific to my interest in Photography. While I haven’t exactly been burning up the Internet with posts on this one, I think I’m about to make some changes. Part of the reason I’ve not written here quite so often is my frustration with Movable Type – just signing in pisses me off.
The new blog is under Word Press and I’m thinking it’s time to change everything to that platform. While MT is fine for corporate accounts & Britney Spears, who can hire developers to tinker around with it, it’s just a giant pain in the ass for a guy like me who only wants a decent configuration tool so he can get to the business of writing. MT’s online configuration tool is laughable.
Until I can make some changes here, please feel free to join me at http://williambeem.com if you have an interest in photography.

Dumb Dogs

I’m not sure which of my three dogs is the dumbest. Today it’s the little one, Max. A few months ago he seemed to be at death’s door and could barely move. The vet wanted to operate on him, but his blood test revealed a liver problem. We figured he’d be dead in a month. I started giving him some wet food as a treat in the morning, and he recovered. It’s not like he was starving, he always ate his food the same as the other two dogs. It’s just that this food seems to excite him. What dog doesn’t like wet food over dry? Keep in mind this dog is about 17 years old, so it wouldn’t be a surprise if he were ready to pass away. He’s old, can’t see for cataracts, has cysts all around his body, and generally doesn’t have much of anything to do; except eat that wet food every morning. Now it’s something he demands. I get home from the gym about 9:00 am and let all the dogs inside. He immediately starts running into me, stepping on me, and doing everything he can to get his daily wet food treat. I can’t give it to him in front of the bigger dogs, since they’d just nudge him away and eat it. I have to get them back outside and then Max starts prancing. You’d almost think he was a 2 year-old dog again. He literally stands up on his hind legs, paddles his front paws, and then BOUNCES his way into the kitchen to eat. That’s what he was doing this morning, bouncing along and looking over his shoulder, when he bounced his furry ass into the water bowl for the big dogs. It’s almost big enough for him to sleep in it, but he doesn’t because, you know, it’s full of water.

Anyway, he hops full body into the bowl, jumps out, and splashes water all over my kitchen floor. It doesn’t matter to him, since he still wants that wet food, but you know he’s not going to clean up the mess he made. Max earns the award for Dumbest Dog of the Day.