Off and on for the last week or so I've been working on a technical how-to post. It's about using conditional CSS to improve the display of hyperlinks. It's well-written, informative and completely fucking boring. You know it's got to be boring if even I can't stand it. It's not really even that useful, it's just something that struck me a week ago.
Yeah, not so striking anymore.
The thing that inspired me to write the whole thing in the first place is that I wanted a solution to differentiate between my own internal links and links to some other site. I had this worked out and implemented in the crumbs blogskin. And it stayed there for about two hours before I got bored with it and killed it again.
If you're using Internet Explorer, you would never have seen it anyway.
The absolute worst thing about being a celebrity has got to be losing all the people you can trust to tell you the truth. Do you think celebs ever realize that one by one their real friends have vanished and they're surrounded by toadying yesmen? (Not that they're all men, but "yespersons" sounds fucking stupid.)
Example: Lindsay Lohan. She used to be absolutely adorable. She was one of those rare women who managed to pull off sexy and innocent simultaneously.
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Somewhere along the line she found her inner skank. Over the past year or two she's turned so nasty celebrity gossip sites have taken to calling her "Firecrotch." Not just one or two gossip sites, but pretty much all of them. That's her rep. That's her image these days.

I'm pretty sure that wouldn't have happened if she still had one true friend.




