I made a minor change to the desktop theme — really important stuff like changing the picture of the mouse to an Apple mouse and the color of the coffee. Truthfully, I just changed the theme installation, I didn’t really do any of the design stuff. I also added ScribeFire to my Firefox as an extension.
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Few Things Better Than Fall Golf
T and I went golfing this afternoon in the crisp autumn air. Trees were dressed in beautiful reds, golds, and yellows. We played quickly — maybe that means we were hitting well — and aside from the usual bad putting we were both on top of our games. Best of all, I was able to spend time with my son!
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I added a new Favicon to the blog. For the uninitiated (that’s the normal person in life), a favicon is a little icon that shows up to the right of the URL address in a browser for a particular website. My favicon is based on a vanity caricature I had done of myself several years ago. → Read the rest
Endless Weekends
Every remember as a kid wishing that the weekend would last forever? Especially if you dreaded Monday morning and the start of a new school week. Or maybe as an adult — dread is too strong a word for most cases — you just felt a little edgy on Sunday night knowing that the “grind” was waiting for you the next morning. → Read the rest
Java addicts…
Is coffee a good thing? I didn’t care much for it for many years. I tried to turn myself into a coffee drinker but could never quite acquire the taste. Then my tastes buds either died or I trained them to enjoy the taste and now I have become an addict! First it was black only, that’s manly, but I gave into my upset stomach and started using cream.What are you looking at?
The little man of a million expressions.
First post – not earth shattering…
This is my first post to my new blog, Quawkle. I am in a learning phase with WordPress so likely my first posts will be rather random, simple, and quite boring. My apologies in advance!
→ Read the rest Kurt Warner: Good deeds are Warner’s focus
Warner has one hand on the steering wheel and the other buried in a carton of french fries when the conversation turns to how he’s perceived. He knows what some people think — that he’s a do-no-wrong perfectionist who doesn’t curse, doesn’t drink and lives this straight-laced, holier-than-thou life.
And in a way, he understands. That’s what happens when you talk about Jesus, mention God or explain your selfless ways by professing your faith.