I don’t know, all of this coding and crap’s getting a little too… extreme for me. I mean, I can’t count how many websites I’ve been to where there’s either a bunch of pictures that take up the whole screen or they have a really small picture accompanied by an even smaller div layer where the content’s supposed to go. I don’t care how small the screen that they might be looking at the website with is, 100 or 200 pixels for a div layer that has the main content of your website is just… bad. And then add the fact that in order to fit the same amount of words on the site, they make the font about eight pixels or so and you’ve got a real problem. I’m blind enough as it is thanks to reading books with very small fonts. I don’t need to go any blinder because I’m trying to read your website that uses the eight pixel font and refuses to work if I try to make the font any bigger. It’s disgusting.
Now, I know the response to this already: “Yeah, well, if you don’t like it, you can leave. I made this website for myself and myself only!”
My reply is a simple one. If you made the website for yourself and yourself only, then why would it be on the Internet? Because you can put a website you’ve made on your hard drive much more easily than you can put a website that you’ve made on a server on the Internet (unless you’re hosting yourself, but still). Even a free one takes time, since it requires registration and free hosts are usually bogged up and have little to no bandwidth. Not to mention, why would you share your website with the world if it’s only important to you? I mean, sure, when I started my website, I had started it out in order to have a place to bitch where I could let anger out in a non-violent way, but if I had honestly made it only for myself, I wouldn’t have put it on the Internet. I had wanted others to understand what I was feeling, or just know what I thought. It wasn’t only for me. It was for others to read, as well. Just as most websites are. Resources of material. Not just empty sites with pretty layouts.
That having been said, that’s why I like minimal layouts now. I want others to care about my content, not my layout. And all those people who answer, “Well, who cares about the content, I’ve made this for myself only!” are seriously deluded. Don’t argue, you are.
And then there are those stupid elitists. I’m sure you know the ones. They look at everyone’s code and go, “Oh my God! They’re using tables! TABLES! TABLES ARE THE DEVIL!!11.” Crazy div layer elitists who use remote CSS coding. Well, you know what? If I had balls, I would tell them to suck them. Honest. No one gives a shit if you’re using div layers or tables as long as it looks alright in their web browser. And for your information, div layers look worse than tables do in certain browsers. Mine, for example. If you’ve coded your div layered layout for Internet Explorer, it WILL look like shit in almost every single other browser in existence. The same is said for pretty much every browser depending on the type of div layer you’ve got (the absolute positioning ones being a prime example). So don’t get up on your high horse and act all holier-than-thou because I could care less. Because unless you’re an amazingly good coder (who, in that case, wouldn’t be looking at my code anyway) to me your layout looks like shit anyway. And I put no stock in people whose layouts look like shit. Unless they get about five hundred million hits a day (like Maddox of http://maddox.xmission.net/ because he’s insanely funny… and his layout’s not even that bad, especially when one takes into consideration all the bandwidth that he’s paying for because everyone loves his site).
But whatever. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing anyway, right? I just make table-based liquid layouts that fit different resolutions pretty nicely and don’t look like shit in nearly every browser on Earth. Yep, I’M the lazy one.
There is no better way to say, “I’m a stupid, inbred hick,” than to say, “Country music is the best music there is!” Not only does this prove to the world that you were born in a little shit-hole of a town, it also tells everyone you meet that you have no taste, no class, and no brain. I mean, the point of listening to music where every song makes reference to either the person’s hometown (usually in Texas, but here in Canada normally in Alberta), the artist’s big Ford pickup truck, or boots (no, I don’t know why, either), is pretty much beyond me. Add to that the fact that all country music sounds the same because each artist can’t seem to sing without an “I’m really from Timmins but I try to make it sound like I?m from Nashville,” accent, and pretty much all you can do is be annoyed by the music every time you hear it.
Not to mention, every single song has themes that run from, “I love you so much,” to, “I’m still in love with you,” to, “Damn, I’m sad and I don’t know why, but I think it might be because of you,” to, “I’m still sad.” And it’s whiny. Sure, I’m all for a sad song every now and then, otherwise I’d never listen to half of Gackt’s songs ever again, but my God, can’t you people try masking the themes slightly through the use of metaphors or something? Because hearing, “She wasn’t jokin’/I know something’s broken,” almost every second song is only going to earn you a seriously large group of people wanting to beat the shit out of you.
It’s like that commercial with the Juicy Fruit guy and his guitar. You know the one, where he plays that stupid song and sings, “Juicy Fruit, it’s gonna move ya?” Yeah, that’s the one. And then he gets his guitar smashed. I swear to God, if I ever have to go somewhere where there’s live country music, I’d wind up smashing the fucker’s guitar. Either that or I’d get myself some tomatoes to throw at his dumb ass (since the ones playing the guitars are usually guys, and the girls just wind up singing annoyingly).
Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I hate the guy, it’s more that I hate his music. I mean, for Christ’s sake, can’t you play something else? Well, of course he could, but he probably wouldn’t make as much money. Because God knows, it’s much easier to sell a shitload of albums with songs that are identical to a bunch of morons than it is to try and pioneer music by experimenting with different styles and genres and tempt not selling a million records to a bunch of Stetson-wearing dummies. Of course, the facts still remain the same.
Country music blows.