I amaze myself.  I have finally managed to get a whole bunch of buttons and gizmos on this blog, with things like search boxes, RSS feeds, tweet buttons and auto-replies.  Now I don’t know about you, but I rank this achievement right up there with learning to drive a car, which I didn’t dare do until I was thirty and had no other choice.  And while you might be one of those people who know how to send a text message and record a t.v. show, I am one of those hard-core throw-backs to the nineteenth century, back before light bulbs when the only things that lit up were dreamy poets lounging around the local opium den.

flikr photo by UnklNik because the closest thing to an opium den in my neck of the woods is Starbucks

But being as I’m stuck in the twenty-first century with no turning back, I figured it was time to outsource the blog and bring it up to speed, and while I was at it, bring a little low-tech to my chocolate making and take an airbrush to the little devils.  Which turned out to be goofier and ghastlier than the time I tried to cook a fish I’d caught, not realizing it was still alive.  There are some things people like me just shouldn’t do. Read More…