Gobble Gobble Gobble

A Turkey, who will read this post title for you for free.

So today’s almost done. The question is alreadya rose. What do i have finished today? Do i completed my to-do list? The answer is kinda like no, but with small icky “yes” topping on top of it.

I did completed iNdonesiaSatu before the afternoon, but after that i’m kinda loss in my grain farm of thoughts. I didn’t do anything, just browsing around, chatting, eating, browsing, make a poop, throw some bath, browsing around, eating then thinking again. I’m already back to what i was before? A man who didn’t finish anything? Well, i certainly hope not.

It’s just i’m kinda off of the idea of re-developing biruhost.com today. Joomla has been a disappointment as after i installed all the themes & modules, the results is still shitty as fuck. So, i decided to throw Joomla back to their cell and call for Wordpress instead.

Problem is, i still can’t find a proper wordpress theme for a hosting company.

It’s just like nothing. I’ve spend hours in front of Google and found nothing that i can use for the new layout of biruhost.com. There’s one, but it looks so damn amateur & will completely waste the idea of “re-development” if the result’s actually worse than the previous one, right? I don’t want to be a big-promise maker but turns out scam and actually an underperformer.

An Underperformer. Google says it. Yea i know, enough Google Jokes.

Well i guess, that’s just how life actually is, right? Sometimes you have to give up things for a moment before you get up & find a way to do it better. I’m sure Wordpress still a proper choice for a hosting company’s website and i will have to find a way to make it a real proper website. I have to, and i able to.

So what’s the title of this post actually means? Nothing. It’s just i’m recently going crazy over John C Reilly’s movie Walk Hard, which one of the scenes consist him saying a crazy, drugged up prayer in front of his whole family above a trampolin, saying of “we should imagine how it is to be a turkey. Gobble Gobble Gobble. Gobble Gobble Gobble. I’m A Turkey”, before his father cut down his prayer with a manic line “Just cut the damn bird, son”.

I know, it’s crazy. but hey, this is my blog. Who says i have to follow anyone’s rule?