WordPress vs MT revisited

Now that it’s been a while since the blog started being powered by WordPress, I figured it was the time to do a comparison of the two systems.

I guess the short of it is that if you don’t need plugins that much… MT would be the better system. It’s highly configurable on it’s stock setting. In other words, you probably can do most content “filtering” with a base install of MT, while you’ll be needing a bunch of plugins on WP to accomplish the same things.

Having said that though, if you need lots of “special” functionality, WordPress can be a practical choice because of the sheer activity of the plugin development community.

For the next post, I’ll be evangelizing a certain plugin-architecture that I think may benefit a lot of WP plugin developers. I’ll also drop some code in to extend and make it more useful. In the meantime, I’ll go through my general opinions of the new system after the switch. Read More

BP in the City of the Golden Friendship

Apart from that pitiful excuse of a solo called “Far Greater Love,” 1 I know, I know, I shouldn’t be too OC about it the group’s trip to CDO was a very enlightening experience for me. I never realized how far I could go for the love of this group.

I wasn’t supposed to go, there were so many reasons not to; My Dad’s birthday was the next day, we were only essentially spending one day there, and will only be able to do what we set out to do; the concert. 2 I can only speak for myself, but most of the appeal of any out-of-town trip is the excursion aspect of it We had another performance at Gesu the next day (Dad’s B-day)… oh, and I haven’t even factored in that solo cluster-fuck of mine that was slated to happen during the concert, nor having to sleep in the hallway for a while (being the idiot that I am, I had forgotten to take the keys from my room-mates).

Given I’m the type of guy who could refuse to be part of a gig for the simple reason of not wanting to wake up too early, yeah, this trip should’ve been a no-brainer for me. But for some inexplicable reason, I even found myself doing things I normally wouldn’t do… and quite frankly I try to look back, and I haven’t the slightest idea why I even had to volunteer doing them.

And given all the events that transpired before, during, and after – I find myself in this eerie state of serenity. It’s like everything I mentioned above is what I know I should be thinking… and I already know what I should logically be feeling because of it, but I’m not…

This was one strange weekend indeed. Read More

Notes

Notes
1 I know, I know, I shouldn’t be too OC about it
2 I can only speak for myself, but most of the appeal of any out-of-town trip is the excursion aspect of it

Outside looking in

I know it’s none of my business, but I just couldn’t resist… these issues are just so juicy! Hahahaha.

I will exercise my innate nature of being an asshole and weigh in on something. Because believe it or not… I may be an asshole, but I’m an asshole who’s got his head on straighter than most folks.

Plus, I really hate it when I see someone being wrongly villified. I never was the type of person who would defend myself when a woman would wrongly accuse me of something; 1 I would always trust that people who do matter (or people who were smart enough) to know if it was the truth or not… and it has worked pretty well for me as my friends are people I would take bullets for so I guess this is my way of venting my frustrations; by trying to defend others who are in a similar situation. And I’ve had a bunch of people, who I’m not particularly close to, attest to the fact that I will stick out my neck for them if I think they’re being unjustly marginalized. Hell, I even defended a person I didn’t really know while discussing a totally different subject matter. (check the few paragraphs under the Subjectivity header)

If the issue had simply died down and both parties simply let bygones be bygones that would be fine, but from what I’ve been hearing, one is constantly yammering about being a victim, when in reality they have inflicted so much more pain on the other person.

So, (assuming that this will even make it to the people in question) here goes… Read More

Notes

Notes
1 I would always trust that people who do matter (or people who were smart enough) to know if it was the truth or not… and it has worked pretty well for me as my friends are people I would take bullets for