And now, I pause to note a limitation,

which I am loath to admit, and which I shall represent now as a series of propositions and factual statements:

1. I wished to create a hand-drawn/-written post that contained within it clickable links.

2. I drew/hand-wrote this post.

3. I scanned these drawings.

4. I figured out how to insert these links, known as "hotspots," in Fireworks.

5. I exported this as a .jpg.

6. When you upload this fussed-over and finessed .jpg to Blogger, it is just a picture.

7. A picture with no clickable links.

8. I do not know how to work on this problem/challenge to my skillz at the level of html code. Moreover,

9. I do not know that this problem/challenge to my skillz can be surmounted at the level of html code.

Ergo, please note that the "click here" commands in the hand-drawn/-written images below cannot be executed by clicking, and if you would like to click, you may use the links below the images. This is an inelegant solution. It pains me. Nonetheless:

Charlotte Gainsbourg

Spoon

Commodores

Black Crowes

Fred Hersch [Jobim] [@Jazz Standard] [NYTimes]

That is all. Carry on.

TAGS: frustrated, execution

Indicators that my organizational strategies might not quite be working for me.

Today, I found myself at the Martha Hughes Cannon Building on North Temple, State of Utah Vital Records Department, ordering and paying for three copies (one for me, one for his dad, one for him while he's traveling) of my youngest child's birth certificate for something like the 6th time in his still rather short life.

But who's counting.