Because Matt joked earlier that the (now annual) WordCamp Genius Bar would be available for dating advice throughout the day, I decided to run with the idea and compile a list of terrible potential WordPress pickup lines while helping to man the stations. The first two below are mine, while the rest can be attributed to my fellow (read: ACTUAL) geniuses.

• Would you like me to extend your WordPress?
• Do you want me to show you my plugins?
• Help me extend my platform.
• I’d like to fiddle with your widgets.
• May I commit to your repository?
• Is that a widget in your sidebar or are you just pleased to see me?
• Wanna click my turbo button?
• Can I Interest you in a QuickPress?
• do_action('you');
• How about you and me make a child theme?
• If I pinged you, would you ping me back?
• Let me help you open your source.

Feel free to chime in and comment with your own!

The first thing I ever wanted to be was an author. I wanted to write and to be published. In middle school and high school, I won the departmental English award upon graduating. In college, my professors asked if they could keep my papers and if I’d be willing to tutor.

Recently, while in the midst of being without a full-time job per se, I went back to my roots. I randomly applied for a part-time journalism position and submitted an original writing sample. And although I’ve already accepted an exciting offer to be the web/UI developer/designer (which, by the way, is the actual title, rather than something I just made up) for an advertising agency last week, I felt a pang when I saw that email in my inbox today. Someone still thinks I can write. Someone wanted to pay me for it.

Maybe someday.

Just not now.

More than a year after the nationwide release and countless raves, I can finally say that I’ve seen Juno, though now I’m a little bothered by all the love it and Ellen Page have gotten; I just don’t get it. I admired the cinematography and the score, but I cared about every other character in the movie more than I cared about Juno. Rather than smart and quirky, she seemed pretentious, immature, and utterly naive all the same time. Which, granted, 16-year-olds can definitely be, but Juno felt more like a precocious 13-year-old than 16, based on the teens I’ve known. Juno’s been called a “liberated female” character, but I saw a girl who was emotionally detached from the situation and never really came to terms with the whole holy shit, I have a live person growing within me realization. Maybe it’s just that I’ve known someone who’s been in similar circumstances. I also wasn’t happy with how the film glossed over the realities/side-effects of pregnancy; the symptoms that Juno suffered somehow were all presented in a very cute light, like aww, she’s throwing up in the urn and lying about it, hee!

[Note: Spoilers following, just in case there are people who have not yet seen the film]
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