July 9th, 2004
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Numbers, details, and things a select few are privileged to care about
Well, it’s been a year on the blog. Omedetou gozaimasu! Congratulations. When I started last July at the behest of Michelle and Brandon, and I didn’t think it would last this long or grow to this scale. Looking back, I’ve noticed that right off the bat typos are far more prevalent in my earlier, titleless entries. This is disappointing because I really should check everything I write with the same degree of diligence, but I think it just wasn’t as important last year as it is now. Since blogger now tracks my averages and inputs, and there’s more of a _community_ about it, I feel a little more self-conscious and hold my material to a slightly higher standard (not that I’m trying to impress, it’s just that this has become important to _me_). In any case, now I have pictures, and links to other things, and as of today, slightly better support for browsers other than my own. It took Mozilla Firefox for me to realize I didn’t have a typeface specified in my font tags (deprecated I know, but I don’t fuss with CSS other than for my non-scrolling background). It still pisses me off that for all the glory that is non-IE browsers, they still can’t render whitespace the same way as IE. It drives me mad that the line breaks are wider in Mozilla, and as a result there’s too much wasted room and the top of this entry isn’t aligned with the menu on the left (which it should, because it’s just a damn table). Anyway, if this is one year, imagine how much better my presentation will be _next_ year (though I really can’t imagine getting rid of this tres’ chic background).
For those who are detail-oriented:
I have now exceeded two thousand hits since I started tracking in late January. That is 11.97 a day. *
I have linked to six hundred and three external pages *
I have written over fifty-six thousand words, which puts me past The Jungle Book, yet a far cry from War and Peace *
the text, images, and video I’ve put up locally consume over thirty megs of space *
Anyway, obviously someone is reading this journal daily (you know who you are, how many times do youreally check if I’ve updated?), however I have received only a single email via the address I have linked here (thank you, Cheryl). Well, enjoy my mind, and drop me a line sometime if I’m not conscious of your existence. I promise I’ll not ask you to buy my book.
