I just happened upon this great skin and decided that I had to share it with fellow bibliophiles. Then I wandered and found even more skins that tickled my fancy. I started out with the purest intentions to rant about this marvelous bookshelf inspired image for tech gadgets created by the ever talented hand of Colin Thompson and managed to turn it into a gush of love for various artists and the one-dimensional goodies that carry their fine work. Ah well, I tried anyway!
Google is officially not supporting IE6! Yes, I know if you regularly visit the internet, you’ve most likely heard the news, but I had to express my elation. Reason being? I was just working on a web site and was reminded of the happy news.
Normally when I’m building a site, I try to get it as cross-browser compatible as possible, which often turns into a nightmare when checking my work in Internet Explorer – IE6 in particular. The fact that Google is backing me in my distaste for this loathsome Microsoft invention is like an extra olive in my salad. Complete bliss.
For those of you still using Internet Explorer: I beg you, please get yourself a quality browser like Moozilla’s Firefox or Google’s Chrome…they are lovely, stable, secure and above all, not IE! I’ll bet, after the very slight learning curve (it’s more of an adjustment, really), you’ll be right here with me singing the Hallelujah Choir.
My aunt sent this video to us and we thought it just had to be shared again…it came with the following message:
An elderly couple walked into the lobby of the Mayo Clinic for a checkup and spotted a piano.. They’ve been married for 62 years and he’ll be 90 this year.
Since it was a forwarded email we don’t know how accurate the details are, but it’s a grand thing (and a grand piano) regardless!
Matt brought a surprise home the other day, a bit of spring amid all of this gray. (I love rainy days, but I am pining for a bit of sunshine.) A lovely pot of white tulips to keep us company through the last leg of winter.
Tulips are one of my favorite flowers…they start out so perfectly straight and collected – then suddenly they can’t contain themselves any longer and they explode outward. In a way, they reflect the inner conflict sometimes experienced when trying to behave just so. Eventually you burst and let your true self take over. That release can be somewhat chaotic, but always beautiful.
