Who was I kidding?
Ok, so, last night, fueled by a couple of beers and total boredom, I decided that it would be loverly for the 17 people who read this blog to have the ability to "feed" it if they so desired. After all, who would want to miss my infrequent mental meanderings? Right? Riiiiiight.
So, I sign up for and get a "Feedburner" account. So far, so good. That's the only thing that went smoothly... if you don't want to witness the wreck, I suggest you simply surf away now. Still here? Ok, hang on, it was a bumpy, bumpy night. You see, you have to insert the code into your template yourself. Whoo boy, okay, time for me to call a pro. But, who's gonna drop in at 1AM on Saturday night? If they're not the other kind of "pro" that is. Not my friends, most, if not all, of them couldn't hear me above the music playing at the gay bar or party they were at. So, I figure I have to do it myself.
To quote Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman... "Big mistake. Big."
I read tutorials, I copy, I paste, I save changes before I "preview", I screw it up. Big. Oh, yeah, BIG.
Instead of that lovely vaguely flowered header you see now, I had a wall of virtually impenentrable text, along with a dizzying assortment of HTML symbols that only get a very puzzled "Huh?" from me. I tried for a couple of hours to "fix" it. Finally, I got fed-up, sent a plea for help off into the ether and staggered off to bed.
Sadly, it didn't look any better in the cold, clear light of day. I even got an email reply with a possible "fix", which I thank him for but, alas, the header? Still gibberish. So, after a few minutes consideration, now that the beer had been processed out of my body, I decide to skip the feed and go back to the same template I had before I started monkeying around. Thankfully, I was able to cut and paste all the previous customizations I had (rather wobbily, but still successfully) put into place before my pathetic night of attempting to code.
Thank God I didn't try running with scissors. I might have put an eye out.