The joy of scheduling

Those of you who've been around a while may have noticed something different about the blog over the last few days.

What's happened is that, instead of doing what I normally used to do with my old Blogspot blog and either posting right after midnight or posting messages that I had written the night before right before I left for work every morning, now posts are appearing throughout the day. They're no longer bunched up at midnight or between 5:30 and 7:30 AM. Does that mean I'm risking my job blogging at work continually?

Of course not.

It's because of the wonder of scheduled posts. Now, thanks to Movable Type, I can write my post (or posts) the night before and then set them to publish whenever I want. On days when I have more than one post, instead of posting them all early in the morning or shortly after midnight, I'll now be spreading them out through the day, thus ensuring a more even and steady flow of that Respectful Insolence⢠that you've all come to know and love (well, most of you besides alties, anyway). That way, you won't OD on insolence in the morning and then have to wait a whole day for more. Today is a bit of a test, and I wrote a few posts to test scheduled posting on and see how it works.

Enjoy!

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Don't worry about blogging at work. I do it all the time. Except when I'm posting to the JREF.

For my next few blog entries, I'll be doing them at home, where I have Adobe Photoshop, Illustrator, and a scanner. Made PZ Myers a promise, and I intend to follow through.

Reading RI and having my morning cup of coffee were becoming a tradition. Sniff.......

But then doesn't that mean I will be forced to read RI while at work? I obviously couldn't wait until I got home. What happens to me when The Man finds out that I am a purveyor of Respectful Insolence&trade ? I fear that they may fetch EneMan after me.

Oooo, I like! :)