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Today I have spent way to long on a stupid template for a site. I don't know why this has taken such a long time. I realize that there are some definite gaps in my knowledge of css. My boss (John) said to me once something about "cascading" and ever since I feel like I have a better idea of what css is really all about. I know there is still a ton more to learn. It sounds like I am working on a dissertation or exploring a religion. In a way this is true. When you start to get paid for something there is a certain pressure to really understand it more than common folk understand it. I have definitely been feeling that lately. I also have been feeling like css has some religious conotations. Maybe it is more of a cult. The short and skinny is that is that I am kind of tired of messing with css and tableless layouts. The longer story is that I am just plain old tired.

A friend of mine posed the question of what is too much to say on a blog. I am sure others have pondered the same thing, so I am sure I am not exploring new territory. In my case the high ground is probably best to take and just leaving things at me feeling a little tired is enough. If someone wants to become best friends they can contact me, exchange numbers, etc. and maybe we can talk more about my "feelings." In the mean time I will remain a mysterious figure that creeps in the darkness of the Internet, lurking for articles on css and design, while realizing more and more that coding for design is not nearly as rewarding as coding for a solution. Does that make sense?

My musical side has also been very busy (... that sounds a bit like something I would have said when I wrote poems in the 7th grade based on the number 3). We have been practicing and things have been happening. Once again, I am going to be vague and just "things" are going on my band. These are good things and I am very excited and, to be honest, things have been pretty surreal. I am not one to toot my own horn, but we seem to have been very successful and those successes only seem to become more and more viable. You never think it will happen to you. If you are reading this, wish me luck. We will need all the support we can get. Playing in a band is hard enough, but when it is tied emotionally to both your own ego and that of your spouse, music becomes a sometimes bitter sweet addiction that makes you euphoric and depressed at the same time. It is nice to know that I can always exit my artistic side for a simple function or query to a database to bring me back to the world of binary numbers and curly brackets. Enough crappy imagry, I am going to work some more ;)