Bob stayed up late one night this weekend and read my journal for a few weeks back--he said most of the Flash stuff I've been posting doesn't work for him--he uses AOL--and I checked, and sure enough, it doesn't.

I explained to him that really, I'm just sticking stuff up there as examples of what I'm doing, and I'm not necessarily expecting it to work for everyone, but it should, I mean, I should be working on that, too, so I will.

But just as a heads up, don't worry if those things don't work for you. You're apparently not the only one.

I worked on another piece today and Friday, but I really need to stop messing around with Flash and start reading for my CSS class which started today. I haven't taken a class for a long time, or had to read things that I needed to actually comprehend and retain. It will be interesting to see how I do. I'm sure I'll do fine, I can read and retain, I'm just out of practice.

I had been thinking of going ahead and enrolling in the Flash course at the same time as the CSS one, because there was one starting now, too, but now that I've seen the reading list, I'm very glad I didn't. I tend to jump into things without actually thinking them through completely, and at least this time I had the foresight to wait until I saw how much work this one was going to be before I jumped into another one, and it looks like it's going to be a lot of work.

So the Flash course will have to wait a few weeks.

And in the meantime, I'm going to try to do some research into why my Flash works on certain browsers and not others, and why it works when served from certain servers and not others (I discovered that some of my Flash pieces weren't working when I was accessing them from my webspace at work, but they worked fine when I pulled them from willa.com).

My sister Ann was in town this weekend, so I spent most of Sunday out at my parents' house. My other sister, Lynn (Ann's twin) was there, too, and so was my brother, but he went home before we thought to take a picture of all of us.

That's Ann on the left, and Lynn on the right, and me in the middle. And a lot of door in back of us, as my dad (who took the picture) pointed out.

As I was getting ready to leave, Ann's 10 year old son, Ryan, got up to tell me goodbye, and as he hugged me, said, "My hugs are the permanent kind. You can still feel them when you take a shower."