Reinventing the wheel

Damn. Three years plus after I signed up for Userland's Radio and finally had it down to a nice little groove, I'm having to learn all over again how to use the bells and whistles of HTML and blogging.

This site is going to look gross until I remaster what I know of HTML. I hate the orange stuff. I hate orange, in general, except in food. Just not my color. Neither is anything approaching rust. I'm trying to figure out what hexadecimal codes I should change backend to get rid of the orange and rust here, but not doing very well with my hit-or-miss approach.

Oh well, change is good, time to stretch the brain again since I'm going to have to do this for a few other websites in the near future. Bear with me as I slay the HTML beast.

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