If, during the next few days, you come at just the right time of the evening, dear reader, you may notice that TCL suddenly looks completely different. Perhaps considerably worse. Perhaps better. Perhaps exactly the same. That’s because I’m playing around with new themes. Sure, they look nice in their boxes, but I have to take ‘em out for a spin – and I only have one blog. I’d like to add a TwitPic feed in there too.
If you look at the top of the sidebar you’ll notice the flipping Twitter feed and, occasionally, some of those updates link to TwitPic photos. These are taken by a spunky Samsung BlackJack the Second in the battlefield. Or the mall. Wherever the phone happens to be. Unfortunately, the quality could be better. Much better. But it’s a camera phone so all I can do is my best.
Besides, the TwitPic feed is meant as filler for, and sometimes preview of, the next post; not as a replacement. Something to look at while the blog takes a nap. I mean, if I don’t have that, I end up with posts bearing titles like, “A bunch of stuff I found on the sidewalk”, on a Saturday on which it’s obvious I’m just trying to fill up the hole in the pavement that is my blog.
Poor metaphors as well.
Oh, and I know it’s impossible to read the map (subpar photography too), but it has Church Street at it’s center with Yonge to the left and Jarvis the right. The northern city limit in 1858 was Bloor Street. It’s definitely not anymore.
Yorkville just seems like it’s been around forever. It’s probably that whole set-in-stone thing. It makes anything seem dignified.
Okay, yeah, she made it big. But on dubious credentials. Two dubious credentials.
There are a few other names strewn about the place too.
Having things stuck into sidewalks always struck me as somewhat ironic. On the one hand, yes, you are honouring that person by devoting this lasting memorial to them. On the other hand, you’re inviting people to walk all over it, spit on it, etc. Maybe there is no irony there at all. Maybe that’s exactly what’s intended. Cool.
But I won’t keep you staring at the pavement, dear reader. I’ve got a date with some themes and some prodding to do on TwitPic. No promises here, but I won’t be using the sidewalk as my subject for at least two posts after this. It would be too obvious.