It’s that time of year when I make changes to my site again. I just can’t leave well enough alone, but this is my playground, so it’ll never be the same two years in a row. I just can’t have that.
Things are still in the construction mode, so please excuse a little mess here and there.
On my wife’s birthday, my daughter (on the far right) started singing “Happy Birthday” with her belly button… the other kids wanted to get in on the fun, and this is what came up.
I awoke Saturday morning with the dread of covering the table with newspaper and filling the house with the smell of vinegar. I was equally dreading setting up a factory of the same old dyed Easter eggs… I just wanted to do something different, so I decided to stir it up a little, so I gave the kiddies a choice… a little to my wife’s dread. Dye or Paint? I was beaming with pride when the voting was unanimous for paint! So off I went to find the kiddie paint brushes.
Our children aren’t the kindest to their paint brushes, and a few have had to be thrown away. I’m guessing that’s what had happened to ALL of thier brushes. My wife blamed it on the Parents Against Art Supplies (PAAS… Isn’t she clever?) So I had to calm them down a little as I ran to the craft store to buy a new stash and we painted away. We painted far fewer eggs than we would have dyed, which is just fine by me, and we had a great time. Here are the results done my me, my 10 year old son, 7 year old daughter, and 4 year old daugher, in that order:
7:08:31 AM PM – I keep having these dreams that I went back to my old job, and my old house that I lived in when I was 12. Why do I keep having these?
9:58:38 AM – Just figured out how to wrangle the text boxes in Illustrator. Switching from Freehand to Illustrator has been very painful.
2:54:52 PM – It’s so hard to hear Camille screaming and throwing a fit upstairs and stay detached so that I can work. Poor Jen.
4:15:22 PM – The kids just got home from school and are watching Arthur on PBS while Jen is at a PTA meeting. Aurthur’s a great babysitter until I’m done working.
4:25:55 PM – Arthur’s not doing so great. Camille is at my heals begging me to stop working.
Needless to say, I’m a fan of Twitter, and I add “tweets” all the time. For those of you not familiar with Twitter, I suggest you go HERE to find out what it’s all about, and you’d never really understand it until you try it.
But in a nutshell, its global community of friends and strangers answering one simple question: What are you doing? You have a 140 character limit, making sure you don’t write an epistle, rather just a quick note.
While writing several “tweets”, or Twitter entries, the other day, I thought, “Hey, I’m practically writing in a journal for all to see!” (Yeah, I’m a bit dense, but I figured that out all on my own). “What if some journaling software had a widget where I could add small, time-stamped entries to my journal without actually opening up the program, adding an entry, adding a time stamp, but do all that as quickly as I can with Twitter through Twitterrific?” I asked myself (I work alone).
My question didn’t go unanswered! But I had to ask around first. I went to Journler’s site and asked the community there. I was quickly answered by “NovaScotian”, an AppleScript genius. He said that no such widget existed, but until then I could use a quick AppleScript he wrote for Journler. He didn’t have it already, he created it then and there, and tweaked it to my wishes!
So, now all I have to do is click on the AppleScript icon in the menu bar, select Journler, and a little window pops up for me to write my “tweet”, hit enter, and it does all the dirty work for me! All my “tweets” are entered into a daily journal, with a time stamp just like the entries at the beginning of this blog entry.
I would never write the details shown above if I waited to write a normal journal entry. I would have forgotten, or just thought they were too trivial to write, yet now I have a vivid record of what life’s really like around the Bruner household. No worrying about grammar, no trying to schedule in journal time. Just write as it happens, and I have the best journal I’ve ever had.
If you’re interested in doing the same thing, go purchase Journler, and look at this forum topic to get the code and instructions.
I was laying down for a nap with my youngest daughter when she was 3 years old, and she likes to snuggle. We were face to face on the pillow, and right as she was falling asleep she expressed her abhorrence to the smell of my breath and sleepily said, “Daddy, will you shut your face?”.
You’ve got to check this guy’s work out. He taught an illustration class at a Writing for Young Readers Workshop at BYU that I attended. Great guy, and superb illustrator. Here’s his blog, and his website.
Walt Disney said that Disneyland would never be finished. It was his playground, where he imagined, created anything he wanted, and experimented.
Since my budget is not near ol’ Uncle Walt’s, my playground is my website. Looking drab? Add some illustrations. A new technology called blogging? Gotta have that! What’s that? Flash isn’t search engine friendly? So much for all that learning. It doesn’t work well with Internet Explorer? Curse Microsoft!
So goes the changes around here, and I’m having a lot of fun with it… with a few headaches too.