As the keener-eyed amongst you may have already spotted, I’ve been “fiddling” with the look of my blog. Nothing huge and earthshattering, but a few relatively minor alterations that I’ve been meaning to do for some time, now (for “some time” see “bloody ages”.) I’m not sure if it’s quite finished, yet, but I think toning down all that black has in itself been rather successful. It lifts the body of the blog (you know, the important bit) a little, I think — projects it at the reader. Especially when the page is scrolled and the background remains static.
What do you think? A hit or a miss?
In other news, I haven’t really done all that much this weekend. I got the outline moving again yesterday — back in the swing of it — but decided to take today off. I figured I’d recharge ready for the hopefully highly productive week ahead.
Finally, I’d like to finish with something that both amused and saddened me. Firstly, it amused me because the whole bizarre idea of monks kicking the… of monks resorting to fisticuffs is one that appeals to the well-nourished atheistic adolescent in me. It also typifies the religious sensibility perfectly, however, and so gradually the smile faded somewhat and I found myself shaking my head. If this is the way the divisiveness of religion makes them behave, so be it. They make their choices like everyone else. The only issue I have with this is that we have to live in the same world as zealous idiots such as these.
Seconds out, round one…