Counting down

This week is my last week of work before I get a whole four weeks off: I’m going on holidays.

It’s actually a little hard to believe that it’s nearly here. It was first talked about over a year ago, and at the time the whole point of the exercise was to have a meet up of a bunch of people I knew (to varying degrees) over the internet. Unsurprisingly, most of the people who initially joined in on the discussion forgot about it and moved on; realistically, the whole thing was originally discussed was never really going to happen.

But a core group of us – a group of actual friends rather than just acquaintances – kept talking about it. And once I signalled my actual intent to fly across the world for it, it became a reality. Suddenly, we were actually talking dates.

Of course, I was always going to take Rohan, and we were always going to do more than just meet up and hang out with my internet friends. Hawaii was suggested as a way to break up the flights, and since Rohan and I both enjoy things like submarines, stargazing, helicopters, and volcanoes, it seemed like an ideal choice. And then I stumbled upon the Coast Starlight, and since we almost certainly had to fly out of Los Angeles…

And so, an itinerary was formed.

A year ago, it seemed like a very distant possibility. Eight months ago it was a definite but still in the planning stages – and still a very long way away. And now, suddenly, it’s my last week of work and it’s only a little over a week until we leave.

No doubt the trip itself will go just as quickly.

We fly first to Honolulu, where we have two nights. From there, we fly to Hilo on the Big Island, where we’ll be in an ideal location to see Mount Kilauea. We have two nights on that side of the island, during which time I will need to get used to driving on the wrong side of the road (please let it be an easy adjustment), before we drive across to the other side, for a further three nights in a beautiful condo.

After the third night, we pack up to leave paradise, and fly on to Seattle, where we’ll meet up with a number of people I’ve known (to varying degrees) for well over a decade but never met. Since we’ll be there at the appropriate time, we’ll be attending PAX, amongst many other things. Rohan is also going to attend PAX Dev, and hopefully show off his in-process iOS game, thus making part of the trip a tax write-off. Win, win. We have about ten days there.

And then, yes, the train from Seattle all the way down to LA – a thirty-hour trip. We’ve booked a roomette, which means we get fold-down beds, but not a private bathroom (is a private bathroom and a little extra room worth several hundred dollars? Not to my mind, though we’ll see if I feel the same way after thirty hours). Rohan’s a train enthusiast and I’m a fan of anything that doesn’t mean flying, so I think we’re both pleased with that prospect.

We then have two nights in Los Angeles, which we largely tacked on because it seemed silly not to visit for a day or two if we have to travel through there anyway. We’ll hopefully catch up with a few more internet friends (because that’s the kind of people we are), and enjoy a real bed, before it’s time to fly all the way back to Australia, arriving home on Saturday the 8th of September.

My intention is the blog relatively regularly while we’re away, and to post photos as I go (this necessitates my remembering the cable for my camera this time, something I’m not holding my breath for since I’ve never, ever remembered it in the past); we’ll see how I go.

In the meantime, I have four more days of work to get through. Four days in which to train my coworkers in my job. Four days to clean up all the loose ends.

Yikes.

An Anti-Ode

Let me preface this with a caveat: I am not a professional webdesigner. At best, I’m an enthusiastic amateur. I don’t ever want to be more than that; I actually have a lot of sympathy for people who do that kind of work, and deal with the kind of muppets they need to. Really, really truly.

However.

We’re currently in the process of a rebranding at work, and the website (which is in desperate need of it) is part of that project. The whole thing has been dragged out for an awfully long time, and at this point, I’m not sure whether the fault for that is with us or with the company we’ve engaged to do the work. Either way, it’s ridiculous.

Finally, however, we have a working mock-up of what the new website will look like, which has been handed over to us for approval.

And it looks good.

Except…

It uses dropdown menus, which is fine, but only if they’re done well. They’re… not. I haven’t looked into the code to see how they’ve done them, but whatever method they’ve used, the submenus tend to disappear before one can actually click on them: as soon as your mouse is not hovering over the top-level menu, they’re gone. Most of the time, but not always, leaving me utterly confused. And if I’m struggling…

Moreover, not everything lines up perfectly when you’re using, for example, Chrome. Isn’t cross-browser testing standard these days?

And then there’s the problem that the design breaks when viewed on a mobile device. I can only assume they’re intending to create a second version of the site that is mobile friendly, and simply haven’t done so yet… but since they’re supposedly about ready to hand it all over to us, I’m not sure.

Validation fail

Validation fail

It certainly doesn’t pass W3C validation checks. (Admittedly, neither does this blog, but I didn’t design it, and I’m still intending to go through and try and fix it, because that annoys me.)

I get so tired of sloppy webdesign. So tired of websites that don’t work in all (modern) browsers.

It really shouldn’t be this hard.

/rant.

Attempt at a blog, #2838923812.5

I am not good at blogging.

Every few years, on average, I create a new blog. For a while, I post regularly, regaling my (non-existent) readership with (supposedly) funny and interesting stories about my life. I plan out new entries in my head, and get excited about the words I’m going to use, the phrasing.

And then I start getting bad at actually writing down the head-planned entries.

And then I stop even thinking about it.

Before you know it, the blog is dead, dead, dead, and I’ve gotten embarrassed, shut up shop, and gone away.

I really did used to be better about it. I wrote an online journal for many years; I even met my boyfriend through writing it. Later, I started using livejournal more often, relieved at the ability to show posts to only certain people. As time went on, though, I posted to it less and less.

And anyway, there’s something more satisfying about having a blog that you have complete control over. I love wordpress. I can’t begin to count the amount of installations I’ve set up over the years. Before that, there was MovableType, and Greymatter, and…

I have a blog problem.

And here I am, once more, writing a first post and feeling hopeful.

Yeah. Right.