Front page clean-up
I woke up this morning with the lyrics from Duran Duran’s “Lonely in Your Nightmare” persistently beating at my brain. Much as I love D2, that cheated me out of a good half hour of sleep, so damn it, I’m going to find a way to squeeze a post out of those lyrics.
Ah-hah! “You’ve built your refuge turns you captive all the same.” That’ll do.
Today I’m going to spend some time making sure that the front page of this blog is safe for work. No adult product ads; they’ll be limited to the more prurient gallery albums. The blog itself and albums not marked as adult will be perfectly safe to browse in front of Mother Teresa, were she alive and not offended by my occasional fucking bursts of damned obscenity.
This month I’ve been in search of my blogging identity. I love writing, I have a lot to say, but there is no consistent theme in what I’ve written so far. Despite that, I’ve seen a surprising number of visitors reading my review of Duran Duran’s Detroit concert, searching for “kris draper’s beard” (why?) and finding this post, and from two unexpected and much appreciated Instalanches. So, I decided that if some folks are actually going to find my little blog, I should remove suggestive ads that that could dissuade them from coming back.
Mind you, I will be replacing them with other ads. I’m a capitalist and if I can make a few cents here and there without greatly inconveniencing anyone, I probably will. Girl has to earn her pin money somehow.
