After sharing some details of a recent trip to Mexico, my good pal cocolaco told me I should make a blog. And you know, it's been on the tip of my brainstem to do that for a while. Make blog.
One of my perma-issues which has - up til today - blockaded such bloggy plans is my desire for perfection (hereafter indicated as DFP). Because I'm not afraid of pixels and have no reservations about getting my hands dirty with code, I have wanted my blog to be stand out. Immaculate. Clean. With nice ergonomic lines. I wanted its design to be sharp as a tack.
That's just the design side! The words, of course, would also need to be perfectly brewed. Cuz there's nothing worse than drinking in a cup of words to find out that, well, the coffee pot had been on since the morning, and that someone mistook the coffee pot for a garbage bin and tossed a piece of toast in there as well.
To combat my debilitating sense of DFP I needed to get over all that. I had to break through to the other side and embrace the very high possibility of mediocrity. I had to confess to myself that I don't haven't the time nor will to set this ship a sail with some new funky act of design. And that the words may occasionally taste burnt. And have particulate matter that astonishingly reminds you of soggy toast.
But as a good friend once famously said: Anything worth doing is worth doing half-assed.
On that note, here's my blog.
Desire-for-perfection-free since 2008.
- Sincerely, Faust
Thursday, July 31, 2008
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