Hey…What’s Going on, Here?
Yes, the winds of change are blowing. SierraDescents.com has moved its blog to a brand new folder, managed by the ubiquitous content management software solution, WordPress.
I've been mulling this over for a while, now. It's been a long time coming. Trying to manage a blog by hand (as I had been doing it) was an ever-growing exercise in futility. With WP doing most of the work, I'll be free to post as I please, which is sure to guarantee a prodigious rise in both my output and inanity.
Also of note, with a dedicated blog section, I think I'll relax my normally-merciless standards of professionalism, making the blog a more casual endeavor filled with all those off-the-cuff posts I thought about making but never actually got around to.
For my one dedicated critic, yes, you may now comment to your heart's desire. So can the rest of you, if you care to. SierraDescents has officially gone 2.0, with RSS and all those other goodies. Whatever they are. Get jiggy with it, as they say.
I'm also going back in time and digging up all the old SierraDescents posts from the past two years that have been languishing in the ether of my hard drive. Want to know what I was up to in July 2006? Now it's just a click away...though, seriously, is anyone really curious about that?
So, enough with the introductions. Here's to a New Year of blogging, and hopefully a big year of climbing and skiing! Let's get started...
Andy Lewicky is the author and creator of SierraDescents
Cooter De Grassi January 1, 2008 at 6:40 pm
Sweet mother mary jehoosephatz! Comments? On a website? Do you have any idea what you've done, young man??? First it starts with a little comment-a-here, and a little comment-a-there, then fore ya know it, those kids on the inter-tubes, theyz-a have themselves a dern flame war and they start arguin' all passionate and heated like, about lord knows what! Then they they'll be gettin' themselves together at some fandangoed "Sierra Descents" meetup thingy. And not a nice one either, like at Starbucks or something. No, this'll be late, at some hipsterelly bar or other with real actual alkyhol! And dancing! Those dubdubdub'ers will dance I tell you. And not all respectiful and graceful like we Grateful Deader types did in the 70's and 80's, either. No! It'll be pasty, inter-nerdy geeks, tryin' to shake they sweaty booties like that poor little Britainey Spears girl. And you saw what happened to her! 'Fore you know it you'll have yerself a whole passle of unwed blogger brats on yer hands with nuthin to do but stay home, change diapers, and get all a-gossipy on this here site. Yes, this one right here, right now! *Brrr* I can see it already, and it's got me a quakin' in my sweatpants. No good will come of this! So stop it, stop it right here, right now, before it's too late. Mark my words, as the lord sayeth in Job 3:14:159, where goeth Kevin Federline, so goeth thou too!