While November 24th is the proper date, I will always mark the day before Thanksgiving as ‘Brown’s Day’, the day that Larry Brown died. The evening is best spent where I spent the very first one, last year at Fenian’s, an establishment that I always visit to do my writer-related drinking. However, being in Baton Rouge and heading out of town for Brookhaven, I will have to make do with a snort of bourbon at my parent’s once I get there.
Gerald, my paternal grandfather, almost shares this bookend with Larry Brown. He died this evening after many months of declining health. He had a good, long life, much of it spent as a missionairy in India, where my father was born. I did not get to see them much after they moved to Orlando, but will always regard our visits to Fort Valley, Georgia, to the large old antebellum house of my great-grandmother Jenny, with much fondness. Godspeed, Grandpa, you will be missed.
Well, I leave J-town and the Wrecking Crew starts a book club AND rolls out The Glam Menagerie.
Seems they were just waiting for me to leave to get the real fun up and
going, but I’ll let it slide since it’ll be a nice one stop shopping
spree of all that’s going on with my favorite people in Jack-town.
Speaking of the Wrecking Crew, Jaysus and Jaxxie are supposed to come down on Friday night for Okkervil River
at the Spanish Moon. It will be really nice to receive ambassadors from
the Bold New
City, which I’ve missed more than a little bit. I really
want to make it up there for some holiday shenanigans (Guinness at
Fenian’s to start a long evening out where I see half the people I’ve
ever known since they are home for the holidaze being a time-honored
but it looks like I might not make it up there until Bobby P and
Melissa’s wedding on New Year’s Eve.
All rolls along with a steady hum here. Steve and I went to
Alexandria last weekend to watch the Alabama/LSU game with Chuck, Grace
and the rest of the Alexandria crew. It was the kind of weekend I’d
imagined spending upon my move to Louisiana, but hurricanes and the
aftermath had put asunder, so it was good to actually get one in.
Work is going well. I’ve got another partner in PHP/Web Dev crime at
K-fx2 named Wes. The guy knows his stuff and makes work a lot easier,
plus he’s fun to hang out with in our little coder haven. Just this
week I saw the approved comps for my next big project, 225batonrouge.com, which will be the companion web site to a new arts/entertainment print weekly put out by the Business Report
that will be debuting in Baton Rouge in the coming weeks. It should be
a true test of my css skills to make it look right as the layout is
quite intricate and pretty much demands complete pixel-perfect
design. The site is also built on the Django framework (which I hope is in honor of this guy),
and while I will mainly be using the templating api, it
will be a nice change of pace to with work a technology that’s new to me.
Buster and Friday, as well as Kelly, are doing. We’re
all looking forward to Thanksgiving with my parents in Brookhaven next
week. Steve has stated that oysters will be back in New Orleans by
Thanksgiving, so after the Arkansas game at Tiger Stadium on Friday
we’re going to head down to NO for a holiday weekend and see if we can
find any oysters worth eating.
I hope all is well with everybody as we head into the holiday
season, and if the cold weather holds that I’ll get to share a snort of
whiskey with many of you.
Wow. I made my regular visit to the Clarion-Ledger‘s website this morning and found this:
usually don’t take part in the CL bashing that is such a popular past
time of many ‘forward-thinking’ Jacksonians (both still there and, like me, now gone), but I
have to join the fray here and call them out for putting up a new web design worlds worse than
their old one (which wasn’t great to begin with, but sure beat this).
I’d be quite curious to meet the person that approved this and actually thinks this is a decent design. I’m no graphic
designer, but even I could do better than this. The balance is shit,
the color scheme (or lack thereof) is shit, and (okay I’m getting a bit
geek-righteous here) the thing doesn’t even render some basic elements,
namely lists, correctly in Firefox (heck, even the old one did that).
a less rant-filled and more legitimately critical note, the headline
section doesn’t present anything big enough to be considered a
headline, losing all the article titles in text too small to be picked
out from the huge picture on the left. The navigation area below the
main section suffers the same problem, plus the blue-arrowed section
headers take all your attention away from the articles, which are lost
underneath such large and gaudy ornamentation.
would think that the new look is some Gannett template scheme, but I
would also think that would at least ensure that it looks half decent.
Perhaps with the report that newpapers (the actual paper ones) are
being read less and less, some Gannett honchos decided that a
downgrade was in order to get people to quit reading the web version of
My only hope is that the markup is somehow cleaned up
enough that I can scrape an RSS feed off of it and not have to actually
look at the site to scan the articles. Initial reconnaissance isn’t too promising, though.
Kelly and I went to Professor Fury’s Halloween party on Saturday
night as a gangster (me) and a flapper girl (her) and as part of my
costume I’d ordered this .45 Airsoft gun.
Unfortunately it didn’t arrive in time (though maybe it was for the
best, I don’t know if my first visit to the Furys’ should also include
me shooting people in the ass with a BB gun, that’s probably a 2nd/3rd
visit activity at least). BUT, upon the gun’s arrival on Monday, Kelly
and I both had a good, long laugh at some of the graphics included in
the instructions, particularly these two:
It’s hard to chose which one I think is funnier, but I think the
‘casually shooting person in back while reading about guns’ probably
takes top prize. And mad props to Pro. Fury and Contessa for throwing a great Halloween party. We had a blast.
Also, as promised, here’s a pic of Buster, along with Fri, out in the yard the other day playing a game of ball.