Dangler To The Rescue

So I’ve finally had an opportunity to “test” my site in a full gamut of web browsers. And I’m happy to report the largest display issues have been resolved across the board. Is it perfect? No. I still have some “tweeking” to do, but I’m feeling a lot better about what any one visitor might see. Now I know what to expect. Thanks yet again to the infamous Derk Dangler…

Now before I tear off into rant about how a certain software vendor makes my life, and from what I still continue to read, lives of a great many people frustrating, I think it would be of interest to someone to point at Eric Meyer’s blog post, “Bad Timing.” And this has as much to do with me as it does anyone. I’ve taken my fair shot at Microsoft over Internet Explorer. But I’ve tried, really hard to keep it civilized. Eric raises a valid point;

“If you think web development is horrible now, how about a future where there literally are entirely different browsers to support? Or a future where the open web is largely shriveled and dead thanks to wide-scale abandonment by the Windows community?” Continue reading Dangler To The Rescue

An Alternative Style

I recently became aware of an issue involving my, and I’d imagine other peoples eyes becoming uncomfortable after prolonged viewing exposure to my website. I found a solution using a few bits of PHP and an alternative style sheet to make your time spent here a bit more comfortable.

What that basically means is with some computer code I’ve made it possible for a user to “invert” the display colours by clicking the text link located at the very top, right hand edge of the main box containing each page on this site. I’m working with how the new layout currently displays, but I thought I’d bring it up, while I’m working on it. Continue reading An Alternative Style

I’ll Try Again

When people see me they see my chair. That may sound like a rash or over exaggerated statement. Like I’m bothered by it. Don’t worry, I’m not. I’ve never really given much thought towards the “image” people get of me.

It’s not like you are witnessing something I’m not aware of. I’m “disabled.” I know I’m “disabled.” And I’m quite comfortable with it. But given my difficulty in clearly vocalizing with people who aren’t familiar with my speaking style, it’s difficult for me to change a persons expectations of me.

Just because you happen to be unsure of how to take me and wish you were someplace else, once I open my mouth, please don’t make an uncomfortable situation (for both of us) worse by flashing me that generic blank stare and a nod as you pass on. That shit drives me up the wall. Continue reading I’ll Try Again

Going Grey

Now that the winter facial hair growing season has begun I’m reminded of something about myself that I’ve never much thought about. Past the initial shock, and attempts in years past to hide it, of course. I’m going grey. I suspect I’m a lot grey up top, too (shaving my scalp every few days prevents me from knowing for sure).

Which, as I said got me to thinking about a tuft of hair. Why? Not why is it grey. But why buy in to someone’s opinion of what having grey hair superficially means? Granted my attempts to dye it were a good many years ago, and yes I realize how silly and vain it all was. But no matter how much I’ve fought it I was and probably still am a drone to the hype. That and, let’s face it that the girl in the bar won’t talk to me with a grey beard, eh Keith? Continue reading Going Grey