The other day I walked past a candy bowl at the office and just grabbed the first things that looked good. When I took them back to my desk, I noticed–well, here, I’ll just show you:
I mean, I knew I liked peanuts and chocolate, but I didn’t know I liked them this much…
Me? Oh, not much, just my normal, healthy coping mechanism of avoiding some minor task because I’m scared I won’t be able to do it well or complete it in time and I’ll fail everyone because I’m an awful person and then I avoid thinking about it because I feel guilty for avoiding it and that makes me even more terrified of doing it and then I avoid talking about it and put off the people who need me to get it done because I’m avoiding thinking about it and that makes me afraid of them and then I end up in a depression spiral because I’ve failed everyone and I’m an awful person and then the depression makes everything worse.
Overall, this is a pretty awful time to be alive. But! There is at least one bright light in the universe right now, and it is this: two of my favorite webcomics are running non-canon side stories where the authors are literally just writing slashfic of their own characters and IT. IS. GLORIOUS.
I’ve mentioned El Goonish Shive before; right now, the author’s “newspaper-style” side comic is running a retelling of the classic fairytale Cinderella, with all the major characters played by the cast of the main comic. The mood is–well, here’s how it was introduced:
For context: in the main comic, Tedd and Elliot are longtime best friends and a popular non-canon ship that the author LOVES to troll her readers with.
It is utterly enchanting (pun intended). Just look at these two!
AAAAAAHHHHHH JUST LOOK AT THEM THEY ARE SO FRIGGIN’ CUTE AAAAAHHH
Meanwhile, the genius, illustrious, sorcerous, sinuous, absolute SMOKESHOW author of Dresden Codak has been alternating her main story comics with silly little minis, the latest of which are an anime-style AU high school romance!
This ship is canon, but that’s okay because it’s also objectively the best ship in all continuities of anything, don’t @ me.
It’s just…so PURE, you know? I just adore the whole “AU High School Romance” genre (probably more than I should), so getting to see it in one of the internet’s all-time greatest webcomics literally feels like a dream come true.
“Pilcrow” was the default WordPress theme waaaay back in 2011 when I started this blog, and it shows. The “featured images” I set on each entry so that they cross-post to Instagram properly are distracting, the layout is cluttered, the URLs poorly organized, and the styling is so badly designed it may as well be broken. So what’s a poor web programmer to do?
Why, put off fixing it indefinitely rebuild everything from scratch, of course!
I’ve been wanting to beef up my frontend skills for a while now (especially the fundamentals, HTML and CSS), and since I’ve finally realized that I can keep a devlog of my progress to avoid falling behind on my blog (duh), I have no more excuses to put it off!
I’ve decided to use the Kelp framework for the UI, for many reasons. I’ll go a bit more in-depth on what Kelp is, how it works, and why I like it in a future post, but I’ll say that one reason I chose it is because it has an HTML- and CSS-first design, which as I mentioned are skills I’d like to focus on.
(Another reason is that it’s being developed by one of my favorite bloggers, Chris Ferdinandi–I’ve mentioned him before!)
So far all I’ve built is a flirtier version of “Hello, World!“, but expect more updates soon!
So there I am, reading someone else’s post on WordPress. I get to the bottom and start looking for the “like” button because I did, in fact, like it. I can see it’s been “liked” by about a hundred other people. I can even see which ones! And I can see that I’m logged in, so that shouldn’t be a problem.
And yet, there is no “like” button to be seen–no star, no heart, no thumbs-up, nothing. I look up. I look down. I look from side to side. It’s not anywhere!
I’m not sure if it’s me or the UI, but at least one of us is absolutely moronic.
I’ve gotten used to seemingly innocuous things making me feel old, but for some reason learning that the mayor-elect of New York City is younger than me hit especially hard.