At the end of this column, or rather when I hit the Publish button, my contract with WPMU.org ends. That means you won’t get any more columns from yours truly on this site, which no doubt will make some of you happy.
I bet you thought I was shitcanned AND blocked from WPMU.org, didn’t you? Not to worry, that’s not the case. I’m sorry to say that surgery and other nastiness that hospital visits spark kept me from annoying you guys.
The recent WordPress Ghost concept by John O’Nolan, featuring an easier to use admin interface, have gotten some space within the WordPress. Even this site have talked about the Ghost concept, and since they want me to add links in my columns I’ll oblige this time around.
I’ve been fired due to not writing enough keywords in my columns. I’ve got three columns left on my contract, this being one of them.
Let’s leave the shenanigans for a while and talk shop. Or comments, let’s talk comments.
Do you like comments? On your site, your blog, your every bloody thing you publish online?
I don’t. People keep being bad to me, and I end up crying in a corner. I’m a very sensitive person, you know, and people need to be nicer.
I’ve been shitcanned due to not being a keyword whore. The joke’s on them, because I have a few posts left on my contract. Better make it count.
The previous column (still a column, not another linkbaity tutorial) was easy enough to write. There just wasn’t any choice, I had to make fun of being laid off this opinionated column of mine, and I had to do something featuring keywords. But if you know you have another four posts left, what do you write about?
I imagine this is how terminally ill people feel like.
Or maybe not.
Top 11 topics in this column:
Free WordPress themes!
Free premium themes!
Free WordPress plugins!
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Free SEO secrets unveiled for free!
Free nude women!
Free nude males!
Free nude pandas!
Cats! Because you know, they can stand on their own.
Cheeseburgers! (Sorry, got hungry…)
Also: More FREE WordPress stuff!
That got your attention huh? No? How about a cat lying on a book then?
I’ve been meaning to write this column for a while, which is to say I just thought of it and it interested me a lot more than the one I had planned. Sometimes that’s the same thing, or at least I can claim it is since this is my bloody column (insert still a column link and so on) and not even The Farmer can stop me from hitting that Publish button. I guess he could unpublish stuff though, but let’s cross that bridge when we get to it, shall we?
Last week I talked about the yearly default WordPress themes, the recently released Twenty Twelve being the flavor of 2012. At least that’s the plan, December 5th is the launch date for WordPress 3.5 which will be the first version that’ll carry the Twenty Twelve theme by default, so they should be able to get that out this side of New Year’s.
Have you checked out the new default theme yet? You know, the one known as Twenty Twelve, that promotes using a static front page and isn’t at all like Twenty Eleven? I have, and I won’t be using it, but you might. One thing I will do however, is dive into its code and see what sort of solutions the theme developers have come up with, what stayed from Twenty Eleven, and what I think is worth adopting. As a developer, default themes are important, and the team that keeps them up to date should get some lovin’ from you, you, you, and of course, you too.
This column is being written while listening to The Traveling Wilburys, the Vol. 3 album, on vinyl. It is important that it is on vinyl, because had it not been I wouldn’t have been able to listen to it. Not because I’m an audiophile or vinyl snob (that’s a lie, I am), but rather because that’s the only music source connected to my home stereo. This is important to point out, since it is bound to annoy someone, and this is still a bloody column…
Summer went fast, didn’t it? I wish I could tell you that I’ve been taking it easy, only getting out of the water to go write another chapter or two on the next big thing. Sadly that was not the case. All my chocolate bunnies melted, so I had to do work on the Farmer’s, err, farm. Luckily I tricked him into signing me up for another 10 columns, so my bunny diet can now be sustained by writing obscenities instead.