So I made it to 30 years old. It doesn’t seem that long ago that 30 seemed extremely old. Heck, I was a teenager by the time my mom turned 30.
To usher in the next 30 years, I’ve changed the theme on my blog. Most of you probably read through an RSS feed and would never know had I not told you, so here’s your notice.
I was looking for a new theme, and I came across this one. It immediately struck me as the perfect choice. The old blog had a custom logo at the top with a menacing wolf in the background.
The name ‘Lykaon’ is from greek mythology and helped to form the root for all things wolf, including lycanthropy.
But now that I’m 30, I feel like the menacing wolf is no more. And a peaceful wolf seems particularly poignant at this point in life.
EDIT: My wife thought that it sounded like I was ready to die with that last paragraph and reminded me that 30 is not so old. To clarify, I just meant that I feel like I’ve grown up to a point where I don’t have to take things so seriously.
The theme took a lot of customization, but Huge Ackman and his Oscar extravaganza gave me just the excuse to toy around with some code.
I’m still not pleased with the way comments work (you can leave one by clicking the little icon near the title), but that’s something for another day.
I also moved hosting companies to untie Lykaon’s Lair from Strahotski.com.
Strahotski has been doing pretty well for itself and should it become self-sustaining with ad revenue, I think things will be simpler to have the sites separated.
Here’s hoping my next 30 years are as fortuitous as my first 30 years.
I just want to know what kind of party you’ll have for your 60th birthday…
should i let sleeping dogs lie? i remember when 60 was old. hope you had a happy bday. man walks out in the street in a hat like that…..
If you were righting the lyrics to the Tim Mcraw song, but it was really about Lykaon, what things would we see in your “Next 30 years”?
Well the first thing I’m going to do is teach my 4.0 college roommate how to spell ‘writing’.
As for the rest, I guess the lemonade and beer thing doesn’t make sense for me. I could stand to eat a few more salads; but I don’t stay up too late already.
Spending precious moments with the ones that I hold dear couldn’t hurt. And I do identify with having conquered [most of] my adolescent fears.
Settling all the scores. I already don’t cry much, but I could always laugh a little more.
Man, that’s a good song.
I was going for a pun. righting/writing…
I guess that didn’t work. Nobody gets me… : (
Haha. Yah. You should work on your puns.