I don’t know how to do it. But that’s ok too.
I have been trying (admittedly not at all hard) to figure out how to change this damn home screen on my blog. It’s been two years since I’ve been on a pair of Rossignols, and still I have this same picture of me skiing on them because the back end of this website is so damn convoluted that I can’t even figure out where to start. I thought I could, but I was wrong. I followed all the steps that seemed to make sense, but someone, the someone in particular that build this silly ass site made it extremely difficult for the HTML rookie that is me to figure out. Any ideas? I really want to make it worth the time of everyone that comes across this thing and actually goes through the effort to click into the front door, but I’m having some trouble. I was also having trouble with the fact that motivation has been lacking, and time was even more so. All of these things are changing. I’m still not sure why I even have a blog in the first place… I guess so I can talk about cool stuff. Here goes: I have been doing some cool stuff in life. Kinda cool anyways. In the past six months I have built over 400 pairs of skis, I’ve learned how to weld, I rebuilt an old motorcycle that I bought for $300 and it’s now a fully functional reliable machine, I joined a band and we’ve played a bunch of shows around Salt Lake and Park City and started writing some collective songs that aren’t half bad, and I’ve stared working on some pretty cool ideas and projects that might have the potential to be worth something someday… Now all I have to do is learn how to blog for real. I’ve always had a hard time with it because I feel that it’s a massively narcissistic thing to sit down and write about myself ambiguously to the internet on the assumption that someone out there cares and wants to know all about me. I am going to try something though. I am going to try to talk about the cool things that happen in life for their own sake, not because it’s about me, but because it’s a cool story, one that someone might want to read, and at least then I can remove myself from the context enough to want to write it. Hell, at the very least it will give my brain a little practice using words properly again.
