First this.
Then this.
Aren’t the Internets just loverly?
(Don’t you just hate it when I do that?)
Oh why is it that I’m always afraid of upgrading my WordPress version? Well, I’ll tell you.
It’s because it always ends in something that’ll take me about three hours to repair and clean up. Don’t ask me why, but it just does. Either because it turns out that the newest version isn’t compatible with the version of the theme I’m using, or vice versa. Which is actually the same, but oh well.
I tried upgrading to WordPress 2.3 yesterday, but I did it to my other blog, you know, the one you barely read, which is about all that Web 2.0 stuff you really don’t care about. As a matter of fact, not a whole lot of people do, so I thought it to be a good test-bed. And sure as hell, I had to update my theme, and it turned out that there seems to be a CSS-files conflict between my old and the new CSS file now, so I’ve got a strange footer and my sidebar is once again somewhere it doesn’t belong.
I’d love to fix it, but that would mean comparing two CSS-files and checking everything that could be responsible, which, in my eyes, could really be just about everything.
So that’s why I won’t be updating this blog here, because, well, all that editing, uploading, installing, it just gets to me. Almost as much as my new favourite song Suburban Homeboy by the Sparks.
We went and saw Portugal. the man yesterday.
Curiously, the venue was just about half full, which is really quite surprising considering that they are not only good but also one of the most pre-hyped bands around (pre-hyped meaning not quite yet hyped, but surely on the brink).
The singer has a fantastic voice, and even though he decided to not show his face during the whole concert, he was the epicenter of the show.
Sometimes the high notes sounded like shattering glass, but I guess that was the mixer’s fault, not the band’s.
So hot newcomers Klaxons will visit Vienna on the 19th. I had planned on seeing that show for a while now, and today I wanted to buy two tickets, only to find that they are all sold-out. SOLD OUT!
I mean, two weeks ago when I went to see the Cooper Temple Clause, a band that’s been around for about five times as long as the Klaxons, I bought my ticket right before the show started!
This is frustrating, and I don’t plan on letting this slip. There will have to be consequences!
Oh, and if you happen to have a couple of tickets left, drop me a note. In addition to the normal price I would reimburse you with gratitude and truckloads of money. Tonka Trucks that is. And coins only. The red ones.
PS: Three exclamation marks in such a short post? Tut-tut!
PPS: For want of active readership I need to do things like that one above.
PPPS: That’s far too meta for you, right?
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