It started out as a theme called “Only Coffee” it is now still called an unimaginative, “Only Coffee” and it has been years in the adjusting. It was a theme that has transformed from a non reflexive, cellphone pathetic and Google Pagespeed of 50 to a max Google Pagespeed of 100, on both cellphone and desktop…

While I try to modernize? Between WordPress upgrades and idiosyncrasies, lack of support by ClassicPress (which I had to remove) and attacks by my loving country of origin….nothing else survives the time like this poor template….I keep patching it and altering it…

It is like an old friend that tolerates you as you look at shiny new prospects and friends….yet, I know deep down that stability is only as good as your theme and this theme has been stable. I think I will just stay friends with this theme, at least until something makes it not possible…

Maybe I should rename the theme to, “A new pot of coffee”? and market it as if you like your coffee black and plain? This theme is for you…

WordPress is simply terrible and nothing they do changes that, in fact all they do is reinforce my feelings about how terrible they are…

How to switch to a new content manager at this point? I have 8000 posts and that is literally, without spending a fortune in cold hard cash, an impossibility for us to do. Svetochka might be able to do it if she had the time and desire, yet for me, it would be like me trying to produce a ton of pure grade gold out of the air. It ain’t gonna happen people…

Every WordPress upgrade takes me one step closer to oblivion and it seems nothing else can hold up against the odds…

I will keep piecing this theme together as they change the rules and keep plucking away…

WtR

I went to the Big Village this morning. I did not feel good, had a very bad night. Yet something told me to go…

I took images of Pyaterochka the one in this article:

Yesterday in the Big Village within Russia (Pyaterochka)

One of the local cops went by and he waved at me as I was taking the pictures. I waved back, I have been stopped several times in the past by him and he is a nice guy. Then I drove farther into town and went to Magnet to shop. I would have gone to Pyaterochka without thinking, yet after the bull yesterday, I made a deliberate detour to Magnet. Bought what I wanted and was standing at the back of our Volga and the cop I waved at earlier pulled up…

He got out and had a folded up plastic wrapped papers in his hand!

полис (policy) – This was after a few weeks ago…

Yesterday and this morning thoughts…

He shook my hand and I was standing kinda flabbergasted. Thanked him and he went to work…

Somehow and I will not question how and why, but the cop who took my policy paper for insurance must have decided that he better figure out how to change what he did….dunno? and don’t care enough to pursue it….as my grandma would have said, “Don’t look a gifted horse in the mouth!”

Hmm….this was after Svetochka and I had just solved the problem yesterday when I was in town and had copies made of files of the insurance papers. Yet this is the original and just is much better yet…

The young cop who saw me taking pictures, ran to the station and grabbed my insurance papers and found me to give it back…

That was when I realized what happened. Everyone knows me in the Big Village. I am the crazy American who loves Kommuna the smallest village around. Someone in the police recognized my name and knew me and someone did the right thing and someone, someone, someone…..you know? I said to myself, “Self maybe the one who did the nasty deed whom was from Ryazan and maybe….Maybe he got in trouble?

I just love Russia and yes, even when the bad egg pops up once in awhile, there are lots more good eggs in the basket…

WtR