Norton picks up a Tracking Cookie on the computer. And I can't help but wonder if maybe that's why everything was tweaking out in my posts. It's possible; I mean, tracking cookies have been known to muck up other stuff I've been doing on the computer. I'm not sure it's likely, but it is highly possible.
So, this is yet another test as I wade my way through the blogging mess. And yes, that sentence was dumb. But it's 3:20 in the morning, and I'm tired.
Forget perfection. I want to get to sleep.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Font Tests
This is Times font. I like how it looks, and I guess (?) it's different then if you just set your post to the "default" font, whatever that is.
This is the default font. Egads! It looks just the same as Times.
This is Ariel. It looks different, to be sure.
I am courier font! Maybe I'll set everything up in this font from here on out. I know courier is easier to read than other fonts, because of the way it's spaced. It reads faster, which is a good thing.
I am the Georgia font. I am sweet like a peach from Atlanta.
Lucida Grande sounds more like the name of a coffee than a font.
Trebuchet is the name of this font. That looks like how you'd pronounce Alex Trebek's last name if you were in France. "Bonjour! I am Alexe Trebuchet!"
Verdana sounds like the name of a girl who got named by hippie parents that she grows up to hate. She becomes a business woman (even though she secretly hates that, too), and moves up the social ladder not based on her work (which is lackluster, due to her hatred of it), but rather because whenever she has a meeting with someone, it always begins with them saying, "My, you have an interesting name."
Webdings is the name of this font ("Webdings is the name of this font.")
Maybe I'll just mess around for a bit, here. Because I don't want to transcribe stuff and then HATE how it comes out (why no line spaces, Blogger? Huh?), and I hate to put in work for no reason. But this, this dumb font test... this was honestly kind of fun. Like going to an office supply store, and trying out all the different pens.
This is the default font. Egads! It looks just the same as Times.
This is Ariel. It looks different, to be sure.
I am courier font! Maybe I'll set everything up in this font from here on out. I know courier is easier to read than other fonts, because of the way it's spaced. It reads faster, which is a good thing.
I am the Georgia font. I am sweet like a peach from Atlanta.
Lucida Grande sounds more like the name of a coffee than a font.
Trebuchet is the name of this font. That looks like how you'd pronounce Alex Trebek's last name if you were in France. "Bonjour! I am Alexe Trebuchet!"
Verdana sounds like the name of a girl who got named by hippie parents that she grows up to hate. She becomes a business woman (even though she secretly hates that, too), and moves up the social ladder not based on her work (which is lackluster, due to her hatred of it), but rather because whenever she has a meeting with someone, it always begins with them saying, "My, you have an interesting name."
Webdings is the name of this font ("Webdings is the name of this font.")
Maybe I'll just mess around for a bit, here. Because I don't want to transcribe stuff and then HATE how it comes out (why no line spaces, Blogger? Huh?), and I hate to put in work for no reason. But this, this dumb font test... this was honestly kind of fun. Like going to an office supply store, and trying out all the different pens.
And then, then!
Then everything seems all kosher. The blog I'd posted w / an old TMNT script I'd abandoned (see first post personal problems) because the text kept coming out funky every single time. So I thought I'd forget it. But now, now!
Now everything is looking kosher as ever. Which just makes it all curiouser and curiouser.
Now everything is looking kosher as ever. Which just makes it all curiouser and curiouser.
Testing, Testing... 1, 2, 3
The weirdest thing is when I type something that has line-breaks in it.
Like this (I just put a line between these two lines of text w / just one enter-hit).
What happens is, all the text gets mushed together. I thought I fixed it (and did, for my first post), by changing the line-spacing option under the "settings" tab.
But then, then!
Then I tried to post something else (a comic script) via both copy-and-paste and also by transcribe-and-pray (a popular option around here), and neither worked out. All the text was bunched up.
So what if I do this (hit shift + enter between lines). Does this change anything?
We'll see in a minute.
If not, we're back to square one.
Like this (I just put a line between these two lines of text w / just one enter-hit).
What happens is, all the text gets mushed together. I thought I fixed it (and did, for my first post), by changing the line-spacing option under the "settings" tab.
But then, then!
Then I tried to post something else (a comic script) via both copy-and-paste and also by transcribe-and-pray (a popular option around here), and neither worked out. All the text was bunched up.
So what if I do this (hit shift + enter between lines). Does this change anything?
We'll see in a minute.
If not, we're back to square one.
First Post / Worst Post
A problem that's plagued me, really ever since I was a kid, is perfectionism. This is not a particularly uncommon creative block; every book on art, writing, and / or creativity I've ever read (and I have read a lot of them) has said that perfectionism plagues a great number of people. Especially when doing anything pertaining to an act of self-expression.
It took God six days to make the earth?
It's the perfectionist who thinks, Wow. What an underachiever.
It's a wonder that I've gotten anything done, ever. Over and over, I rewrite things that are no doubt fine (serviceable, anyway - guess how many times I've rewritten this last line? The answer being, obviously, too many), rework sections of projects to death (and then often abandon them in frustration), and go over things I've done before, agonizing about ways I now see they could have been done far better. It's a total form of mental torture, yet I have to forgive myself for doing it, if I ever want to get better.
This attempt at keeping a blog is my attempt at getting better. It's my "kitchen sink" attempt at blogging. What's going here is anything and everything. Before I'd toyed with the idea of setting up multiple blogs, a ton of blogs, one for journalism, one for comics, one for my love of politics, another for music, maybe one for fiction... as if organization could somehow create, help facilitate, that long sought-after perfection. I know folks who can do that, keep multiple blogs going at the same time, but doing so (or attempting to do so) makes me feel like I'm going to lose my mind.
So what you'll find here is old articles, new articles, some unpublished comic scripts, political commentary (I'm fascinated by politics), and just... whatever else I want to put here. I'm not going to say "I don't care anymore," because obviously I do care. As evidenced by the fact it's taken me over an hour, now, just to write these last couple paragraphs.
But, it's a start. A fifteenth (more like fiftieth) draft. A brand new attempt.
Here goes nothing.
It took God six days to make the earth?
It's the perfectionist who thinks, Wow. What an underachiever.
It's a wonder that I've gotten anything done, ever. Over and over, I rewrite things that are no doubt fine (serviceable, anyway - guess how many times I've rewritten this last line? The answer being, obviously, too many), rework sections of projects to death (and then often abandon them in frustration), and go over things I've done before, agonizing about ways I now see they could have been done far better. It's a total form of mental torture, yet I have to forgive myself for doing it, if I ever want to get better.
This attempt at keeping a blog is my attempt at getting better. It's my "kitchen sink" attempt at blogging. What's going here is anything and everything. Before I'd toyed with the idea of setting up multiple blogs, a ton of blogs, one for journalism, one for comics, one for my love of politics, another for music, maybe one for fiction... as if organization could somehow create, help facilitate, that long sought-after perfection. I know folks who can do that, keep multiple blogs going at the same time, but doing so (or attempting to do so) makes me feel like I'm going to lose my mind.
So what you'll find here is old articles, new articles, some unpublished comic scripts, political commentary (I'm fascinated by politics), and just... whatever else I want to put here. I'm not going to say "I don't care anymore," because obviously I do care. As evidenced by the fact it's taken me over an hour, now, just to write these last couple paragraphs.
But, it's a start. A fifteenth (more like fiftieth) draft. A brand new attempt.
Here goes nothing.
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