I finally got started on the site redesign, so this has to be a
It’s the kind of project that every time you solve one problem,
three others pop up, so I suspect it will be at least days if not
weeks before I have it ready even for friendly perusal, let
alone to loose on the unsuspecting public.
I’m starting with the thematic wordpress
theme framework. It allegedly lets you customize almost
anything, but that turns out to be only true if you know CSS. I
learned a bit about it the last time I did site redesign, and
actually sort of liked the look of the site I did for the Boston
Recorder Society (they changed it when I stopped maintaining it,
so you can’t see it there). Anyway, I have the mechanics pretty
much the way I want them, and the look something like the old
BRS site, so now all I have to do is:
- Write the content for the new pages, including the new
- Fiddle with both LaTeX and Gimp to get the banner at the top
of the pages right.
- Fiddle with the wordpress stuff so the sidebars and footers
are the way I want them.
My accomplishments for yesterday included:
- Finding where the home page on the new hosting site should go. I
broke accessing it altogether twice yesterday afternoon trying
to be too cute about that.
- Setting up a test environment on my home machine. There’s
still work to do on this, because I used the Ubuntu wordpress
package to do it, so I have to fiddle with permissions and
ownership and groups and maybe links before it really lets me
work on it right. But I made substantial progress.
- This morning before breakfast, I installed keyring and now I can do openssh to both the old
and the new hosting sites without entering passphrases.
I was frustrated enough yesterday when I had access to the new
site broken and hadn’t yet figured out how to customize anything
in thematic that I considered just going to bed and reading
trash fiction, but I have persevered, so far.
The most inspiring story I learned in high school was in the
history of English literature book. Thomas Carlyle had spend
several years writing the history of the French Revolution, and
he gave the only copy of the manuscript to his friend Macauley
to see what he thought. Macauley’s maid (at least, she had to
take the rap) thought it was trash and put it in the fire.
Carlisle went to bed and read trashy fiction for a week and then
got up and wrote the book over again.
I admit that story has more often inspired me to go to bed and
read trashy fiction than to write the history of the French
Revolution. But it’s really true that there are times you just
shouldn’t be doing some things, and it was looking like
yesterday afternoon was the wrong time to be slaving over a hot