Always Looking for Innovation, Right?

I suppose I’m one of those computer geek types, that is, I like to fumble around with all there is to fumble around with on a computer, i.e., software, hardware, etc. I recognize I’m not terribly good but none the less I keep myself entertained until the guilt of squandering my time becomes too much to bear.



In any event, I have been fumbling again. I have decided to rid myself of as many Microsoft products as possible, excluding the OS (at this point, anyway). I use Firefox and have for a long time. The past couple of days, I have downloaded and set up the fully functioning office suite (“Free,” mind you), OpenOffice, and also the email client software, Thunderbird. At this point, I’m pleased and would say to anyone else out there, “Come on in, the water’s just fine.”



Presently, I’m trying out an extension called “Performancing,” for Firefox. This is a program built to plug into Firefox. At the bottom of the window, there is button to click when you want to write on your blog. A window pops up from the bottom with all the utilities you need to write your peace and drop in a picture, etc. on whatever blog you configured (and as many blogs as you desire). When your finished, you click, “Publish To:” and bingo (I hope), you’re done.



Why? I suppose because I’ve been trained to be lazy and look for extra-ordinary conveniences, this appeals to me. I don’t have to type in the name of my blog site, then log in, then click here and there…. Nope, I just click one button and “bingo,” I’m ready to write.



Oh well, we’ll see how it goes.

Always Looking for Innovation, Right?

I suppose I’m one of those computer geek types, that is, I like to fumble around with all there is to fumble around with on a computer, i.e., software, hardware, etc. I recognize I’m not terribly good but none the less I keep myself entertained until the guilt of squandering my time becomes too much to bear.



In any event, I have been fumbling again. I have decided to rid myself of as many Microsoft products as possible, excluding the OS (at this point, anyway). I use Firefox and have for a long time. The past couple of days, I have downloaded and set up the fully functioning office suite (“Free,” mind you), OpenOffice, and also the email client software, Thunderbird. At this point, I’m pleased and would say to anyone else out there, “Come on in, the water’s just fine.”



Presently, I’m trying out an extension called “Performancing,” for Firefox. This is a program built to plug into Firefox. At the bottom of the window, there is button to click when you want to write on your blog. A window pops up from the bottom with all the utilities you need to write your peace and drop in a picture, etc. on whatever blog you configured (and as many blogs as you desire). When your finished, you click, “Publish To:” and bingo (I hope), you’re done.



Why? I suppose because I’ve been trained to be lazy and look for extra-ordinary conveniences, this appeals to me. I don’t have to type in the name of my blog site, then log in, then click here and there…. Nope, I just click one button and “bingo,” I’m ready to write.



Oh well, we’ll see how it goes.

powered by performancing firefox

"Maybe Tomorrow!"

If I were free, I’m mean really free,
I would ride through the field on a fairly stout horse.
I would move amongst the beasts of the field,
Choosing not to heed Nebuchadnezzar’s sighs.
I would listen to the sounds of all animals and those of the expansive wild
As they sang songs about the holiest of all.

Finally, I would arrive at freedom, contentment.
I would climb down off my horse and walk close beside her fence.
My eyes, I imagine, would be drawn to her center, her heart.
The trees within her bounds would stretch over the fence and cover me,
Like a hen lifts her wing to cover her chicks.
Alas, I would say, “I’ve seen her.”

Like a rich ruler or prince, I would entertain the notion of a smile,
But too overcome with surprise, I would walk back to my horse in outlining shadows of grief.
My horse, belonging to that holy choir, would begin to sing.
I would climb back high onto her back.
From my perch, I would survey what I believed to be the place.
And I would say to myself, “Maybe tomorrow I can go there.”