I just upgraded to the most recent version of WordPress, the blogging software that makes this blog possible. That's all fine and good, I'm a fan of WordPress, but it seems that the latest versions of the software are incompatible with the theme/style system I was using, K2.

The first conflict was over two months ago, with the release of WordPress 2.5. K2 has still not produced a "release version" that is compatible with the new WordPress. Only in-development snapshots worked, and now that doesn't even work properly with the newly-released WordPress 2.6. Something has to change, and since K2 is the blog's look while WordPress is its functional backbone and security, I'm going to say K2 has to go.

So that's why you see this bland, default look to the blog temporary template while I put something new together. K2 is fired, and now I have to find something else to replace it. It'll take a while, probably a few weeks, but I'll keep writing new posts at least once a week despite the bland look. Maybe that'll motivate me to spice things up a bit. Instead of a pinch of crazy, I'll have to add a whole teaspoon to every post.

And to get things started, here's a little something to liven up this administrative post. The backstory is that my brother-in-law keeps his cell phone in a belt holder and apparently when he sits back in some chairs, he accidentally dials my house. And since I work from home, fielding almost a dozen "ass calls" yesterday became quite the distraction. Since he couldn't hear me playing "2112" with the number keys, I emailed him the following:

I've received eleven calls this afternoon from your cell phone during your meeting. Apparently the phone is bored and made the calls on its own. I think it wants to play "Six Degrees of Separation" with my toaster oven. However, my toaster oven burned my toast yesterday so it's grounded for the week. If it's good about the chicken tonight, maybe I'll let it play this weekend, but don't tell your phone. I don't want to get its hopes up, just in case. But I believe your dad's tea kettle wouldn't mind a phone call, though. It seemed really lonely the last time I saw it. Maybe your phone and tea kettle can get together, order some takeout, make some green tea, and play mahjong. Sounds like a lovely evening!

The "ass calls" stopped shortly thereafter. And yes, the tea kettle is looking forward to a fun weekend.