eSKUeL
eSKUeL is a PHP-based alternative to phpMyAdmin, which is getting really stinking slow with new features.
eSKUeL is a PHP-based alternative to phpMyAdmin, which is getting really stinking slow with new features.
Here’s what I want Thunderbird to do. It’s very simple.
I want to be able to forward a message to myself as an attachment. When I receive that email, I want to be able to open the attached message and reply to it.
I got suckered into reading this book by the woman at the book store. I told her I was going on a vacation and that I wanted a good selection of books to take with me for entertainment and relaxation. She asked what sort of genres I liked to which I replied that I enjoyed, among some scant few other things, science fiction. She proceeded to suggest The Sparrow, by Mary Doria Russell, as something I might like.
It turns out that The Sparrow is about a group of Jesuit priests (and a couple of their friends) who go off to an alien world to learn what there is to learn. That doesn’t seem like my ballyhoo, and it isn’t, but that’s just a simple description. For the main character, Emilio Sandoz, it’s a journey to discover the depths of God and faith.
I’m disappointed in the trackback spammer that stopped by early this morning. He managed to get a few through, but like most days, I was sitting here when the emails started arriving, and I immediately flagged him. He hasn’t bothered coming back. I hope that he hasn’t attacked one of the many friends’ sites I link to who are possibly not as well guarded against trackback spam as here.
Hey! Come back! I’ve got some additional algorithms I want to test!
Within three days, I’ve confirmed that most of what I do is either meaningless or so grossly underappreciated (not to be confused with being taken for granted) that it might as well be meaningless.
So last night to fall asleep, rather than imagining how I would spend lottery winnings or trying to work out the next new mini-feature in some software I’m developing but was too tired to continue for the evening, I imagined that I was on a bicycle.