All the places and faces
I have seen;
all the music
that has caught my ears;
all the years
of hopes and dreams
and smiles through tears
and wearied sighs;
all these comprise
the life I know,
a journey ragged
by reflections of Paradise.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
The long-anticipated release of Firefox appeared recently (v3) and now the Flock version is out in Beta (v2). It might still be a bit buggy (natch, that's why it's still a beta), but then again it might not; try it out and see how it works for you on your setup. The Firefox build is fast, so the new Flock should be a lot faster too. (I'm running Flock 2 Beta on an Apple Mac G5 laptop, OSX Tiger, and it's OK for me.)
Thursday, June 12, 2008
I just found this (stumbled upon :-)) on the web: 'Back in the days before OS X, the number of viruses which attacked Macintosh users totalled somewhere between about 60 and 80. Today, the number of viruses actively attacking OS X users is...NONE! However, this doesn't mean we should get complacent about checking incoming email attachments or web downloads, for two reasons. Firstly, there's no guarantee that we Mac users will continue to enjoy the status quo, but more importantly, the majority of the computing world use machines running MS Windows, for which an enormous quantity of viruses exist, so we must be vigilant in checking the files we pass on to our friends and colleagues etc.'
After yesterday's post I dug out some of my old software disks and went down nostalgia lane with the OpenDoc stuff. I found a MacFormat CD from April 1997 that has a lot of OpenDoc stuff on it, entitled 'Component Software'-- there's BBedit, Lexi, WAV, Dock 'Em and WebBurst along with Cyberdog and QuickDraw (who else remembers these names?). Ah, those were the days: it was System 7.5.5 and I used to come home from work, fire up my G3 Powerbook, and use the Dog to check my mail and log into the Cybie newsgroup. It was the only newsgroup I ever really went out of my way for...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Back in the mid-1990s, Apple and IBM joined hands for an exciting new concept called OpenDoc. The idea was to focus on a task rather than on the applications etc needed to complete the task. It was a heady, radical, holistic kind of idea that brought integration centre-stage to the world of computing. Microsoft killed off OpenDoc by leaning heavily on both IBM and Apple, but not before Apple had shown what the concept could do by building an all-in-one Internet Suite called CyberDog. CyberDog was light-years ahead of anything else around at that time and in many ways we still haven't equalled it but Flock is coming close and is quickly reminding me of those exciting days. The way that Flock is personal and the ways in which so many things are integrated under the same hood was exactly the CyberDog way of doing things. And that explains partly why I love Flock so much and how this one product has got me genuinely excited about the Web again.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
Captured by your beauty
and shocked by your love
like a drunk
I drove back into town.
The shoplights were on
though there was nothing much to see
and somewhere a radio played a sad song.
Did you tell me in words
or just through your eyes?
Did I feel your embrace
or just your surprise?
I loved your cool charm
and the strength of your mind;
you were easy to talk to
and obviously kind.
You opened to me
like a slow-blooming flower
and we spoke about much
for hour after hour.
The traffic cops stopped me,
thought I'd had beer or whisky or wine;
'No fear,' I said, 'just a good time.
I'm drunk on a woman,
that's what you see,
it's the intoxication of love,
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
SONNET 141Shakespeare's Sonnet 141
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;
Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted,
Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
To any sensual feast* with thee alone*:
But my five wits* nor my five senses can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
Who leaves unsway'd the likeness of a man*,
Thy proud hearts slave and vassal wretch to be:
Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
That she that makes me sin awards me pain.
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