This evening I have been tinkering with this blog; changing theme, colours, title, even inserting the photo on the home page. I tinkered, therefore I am a tinkerer. I could have fiddled with this blog, in fact I probably did, except being a fiddler, even one on the roof, doesn’t have the same innocent charm of the tinkerer. I guess I could have played with my blog, but would that then make me a player?
So why have I done this, especially on a Friday night? Simply because, as I mentioned in my last post, I have plans for this blog to possibly include work-related writing, such as an eventual copywriting portfolio, instead of using it as a simple link to my writing site and, let’s be honest, that blue was fairly horrendous. It was way too gloomy, bordering on aphotic and with a background design that seemed to lend itself to the posting of some of history’s darker fairy tales. I hope the new look doesn’t scare people off but I guess I’ll find out when I post…
Ah yes, Friday night. Well, I’ll put my hand up and admit that I had an extremely late one last night and I am beat/bushed/done/knackered/tired/feel free to insert your own adjective.
So, for this evening the tired tinkerer bids you good night, happy his blog turned from blue to white.
Reflections: Word up, word out 