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Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Possible Additional Fiddling
Yeah, I might fiddle with the colors. And while I like having the blog archive at the top, I also like having the links easier to find without scrolling. So tomorrow, or later today, you might see a three-column blog.
3 comments:
The magenta margins leave a vivid chartreuse afterburn on the retinas.
Excellent, I like having a nice afterglow.
I feel like Seinfeld when he was living in Kramer's apartment with the Kenny Rogers Chicken across the street.
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