As you can see, I’ve made a fairly large update to the WordPress theme. Like it? Hate it? Tell me all about it.
I found a forum plugin for this thing too. Anyone interested in yet another forum? I doubt it.
Here’s a test post using the wordpress app on the iPhone. Seems to work well. I bet this post is lame.
I’m having a really hard time letting go of the dream. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to let go.
you know the dream of which I speak
Tonight, I’m trying to use dictation to write my blog post. I’m undecided if I should correct the errors that the dictation makes. I’m using MacSpeech Dictate to write the blog post. So far it’s not that bad.
This is part of a test to prove to myself that dictation has advanced enough for me to use it. I’ve always thought that if I could talk to the computer, maybe I would write more. I’m not sure if this is true or not. We’ll just have to see.
I had to get rid of Macjournal on my work Mac due to the severe .Mac syncing issues. If you thought syncing with .Mac on a regular basis caused tears on occasion, you haven’t seen anything yet. Try getting Macjournal to sync between two computers and you will learn what it’s like to mistrust a computer’s decision-making abilities.
Eilla has always encouraged the use of Evernote, so I went thattaway for basic note keeping. Evernote even imported my work-related Macjournal entries.
Today was “officially” day two of the gym and the workout was even tougher this time around. I had a full 4 days away from the gym. 3 of them were from the family reunion, 1 of them was because a work issue ended up taking over the whole time slot.
I got to it today and man was it painful.
The blood pressure was down to 154/106. This blood pressure thing is mysterious to me. My Omron blood pressure monitor for the house arrived today and I took some readings at home. They were MUCH lower – in the 110-115/80-90 range. I bet the doctor would much prefer to see that. Still, it seems to be borderline, but apparently I’m not on the edge of the abyss as the medical folks had made me out to be.
My first REAL day at the gym was a doozy. I did 30 minutes of treadmill, alternating speeds when I could take it and warming down too. I got the heart rate up to 145, which is right where Southern-belle Megan wanted me to be.
It felt pretty good. Really, it did. Then I got off the machine and felt quite dizzy for a moment. I had really pushed it.
So I had the gym assessment today. This assessment is required before this wellness center thing will let you participate in their program. I’ve visited the vampires and run the physical tests they wanted, now here I sat with this lovely young lady fresh from Tuscaloosa. She pulled her jacket close and complained that someone keeps the gym far too cold, then opened my file.
“We’re actually surprised you’re not dead,” she says.
Why can’t building codes be updated to withstand tornado hits a little bit better? At least update the code in tornado-prone areas and force an underground shelter to be part of the home…?
All the talk I hear is, “they need warning, they need enough warning.” What good is a warning if there isn’t adequate shelter?
