Ohhhhhkeyyyy, one more post before I turn in. ¡Mira mamí! There’s art now! Thanks, Jacob. There’s more where ol’ Stanley Softshoe came from, but I haven’t figured out how I’ll incorporate them yet.
Also, you will notice I now have a feedback form in the right-hand column, in case you need to get in touch with me and forget how and/or have something to say you don’t want to put in comments. If it’s about a post I’d rather you put it in comments, of course.
And there’s a link to selected published clips and a “best of” section. It’s mostly there for potential employers (those I feel safe showing the site to). If you liked a particular article and think I should add it to the “best of” section, post a comment and let me know.
Planned for the near future: my resumé (ope! there it is; finished it the next day), hit counts (I need someone to set me up the good old Apache scripts that do that, any takers?), and a section in which I digest and critique the advertising industry’s fatuous trade mags.
It’s nice to finally have all this taken care of. I feel like the site is whole for the first time since the last round of server problems. Having hit counts again will really cap it off; knowing my readership was actually growing was a huge motivation to write back when I actually had statistics on it.
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I’m worried that at that size, the sausage looks like…well…he’s just letting it all hang out. His little sausage, I mean.
yeah, you know, he does look a bit floppy. But when I first heard the name, that’s what I thought “dancing sausage” referred to, anyway. I like Stanley anyway, I say keep him.
Jacob, do you want to tinker with his accidental wang? I’m open to anything — I mean I accept Stanley however he chooses to, um, hang out, er… pants.
Why is it that everyone in my *family* thinks this about the phrase “Dancing Sausage”? Mom said the same thing. Does everyone think I’m all about penises or something? I mean, I did make allusions to the barm-and-swossidge imagery from Riddley Walker, but what it was really about was that experience I had being arrested… it was all about being processed but still-lively meat… it could have been The Dancing Hamburger, but that’s not as clear an image — how does hamburger dance? — and besides, it implies less processing, more McDonalds, and it’s sort of Hamburg-specific… “sausage” is more general. Dancing Kielbasa? Dancing Bangers And Mash? now we’re straying into some genuinely dangerous territory.
What I really want is for a different one of the four sausage images to load every time the page loads. Any of you geeks out there have suggestions about how to pull this off?
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