In their 2006 review, LifeHack.org have gathered up the best 50 hacks for your life. A quick sample include seven tips on handling emails without feeling overwhelmed, five ways to improve your productivity in the office, Time Management: Handling Disruptions in Daily Schedules, The Most Underutilized Tool for Effective Communication and 6 Sleep Tips for those who are productive but tired!
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Ian of the Messy Desk snuck in a last minute 2006 post referencing the blog editor with both currently use, Performancing for Firefox. Following the sale of parts of Performancing, PFF has now morphed into ScribeFire. The ScribeFire link skips to the Mozilla.org download page at present but a separate website is sure to follow.
Having downloaded the leading OS X blog editors over the holidays for another look-see, I have to say that ScribeFire (which is a FireFox extension and free) still holds up well against the hard app clients out there. MarsEdit (Mac), the stablemate of the excellent NetNewsWire, is fine but offers no WYSIWYG option. I have previously had issues with uploading iPhoto images in ecto (Mac, Win), the de facto editor for many a Mac user, but a recent attempt with version 2.4.1 went without a hitch. Furthermore, ecto is probably the most fully featured editor out there for those who are looking for plug-n-play posting, offering iTunes, iPhoto, Amazon insert buttons and the now-essential social tagging straight from the toolbar. The latest release of Qumana (Mac, Win) is pretty well featured too but, as a Java app, seemingly takes an age to load initially.
Ironically, I wrote all but this paragraph of this post in ScribeFire but had to do a quick cut and paste of the raw HTML into ecto when ScribeFire simply refused to take any keyboard input. Closing and restarting Firefox resolved the issue which was the first I have had with Performancing/ScribeFire I have had I (that wasn’t my own fault, that is!).
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Bethells Beach/Te Henga, West Auckland
Happy New Year to you all!
After the umpteenth complaint from the spouse and sprogs about their XP machine not acquiring the wireless network or dropping the broadband connection, I thought I’d have a look around Trade Me (NZ’s eBay) for a Mac to replace the PC. Among the G4s and iMacs, I came across an Apple Lisa One for sale. I don’t imagine that there are too many Lisas anywhere these days, let alone sitting in rural Whakatane.
As usual, the pop singers and sporting folks headed those getting New Year’s Honours today – not to mention a royal family member (there’s something not right about the Queen handing out an MBE to her granddaughter). Tucked away down the list, you’ll find the influential Professor Andrew Hopper. For those saying ‘Who?’ and ‘What do I care?’, here’s three reasons:
Professor Andy Hopper’s web site at Cambridge University includes a great cockpit video of landing his Cessna at the Courchevel snowfield airstrip in France.
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Halfway down the departures board, I could see that Air New Zealand flight NZ39, bound for London via Hong Kong, was now open for check-in. The pit of my stomach was churning with unbidden feelings and the thought of twenty-four plus hours on a plane made me queasy. Not an hour previous, we’d all – friends and family – been sitting round the dinner table over steaming bowls of pasta and sauces, talking ten to the dozen about Christmas Eve barbecues on the beach, walks in the bush, surprise stockings on Christmas morning and how much wine we had drunk.
The easy friendship we had slipped out of focus, replaced by a stilted awkwardness and the quiet dread of parting that we had been carefully ignoring for days. The well-intentioned bonhomie of the greeting staff did nothing to lighten the mood. The baggage check-in was too quick to offer any delay of the inevitable moment. Tears, hugs, promises to write, more tears, make-sure-you-call-mes, hand-holding; the six of us taking turns, making sure we left no-one out. Then, moving quickly as if on an unspoken command, we walked away with pursed lips and lowered gazes, no-one daring to look around for that last glimpse.
Looking around, I checked the family were settled and made sure that, regardless of the tears, all had their belts fastened. Not one of us said a word, for there was really nothing to say; we knew that this situation could arise and now we faced it as best we could. Leaving good friends behind to head home was always going to be a factor but no amount of awareness prepared us for the heartache. With a deep breath, I looked over my shoulder one last time, pulled out into the traffic and headed home. In ten short days, we’d be back at the airport, standing in Arrivals, waiting to spot Granny and Grandad among the weary folks exiting the Customs Hall and starting the whole process all over again.
Fathers tend to determine the height of their child, mothers their weight.
Coco Chanel started the trend for sun tans in 1923 when she got accidentally burnt on a cruise.
More than 90% of plane crashes have survivors.
Barbie’s full name is Barbie Millicent Roberts.
The medical name for the part of the brain associated with teenage sulking is "superior temporal sulcus".
The word "time" is the most common noun in the English language, according to the latest Oxford dictionary.
The egg came first.
In Bhutan government policy is based on Gross National Happiness; thus most street advertising is banned, as are tobacco and plastic bags.
Iceland has the highest concentration of broadband users in the world.
In the 1960s, the CIA used to watch Mission Impossible to get ideas about spying.
Just ten of the 100 things we didn’t know last year.
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In the grand scheme of things, it’s infinitesimal but thinking of James Brown will always make me smile and remind me of sleepless nights. My eldest was unwell as an infant. She spent her early weeks in SCBU, was consistently underweight due to rarely keeping a feed down and spent most nights in a fractious mood, screaming or crying. For a long, long time, the one single thing that would settle her down was being held and ‘dancing’ with me to the sound of the James Brown band. Not only was I grateful for the relief this brought but also the chance it gave me to get close and bond like few first time fathers do.
After the excesses of Christmas Day, of which there were several, who can resist the lure of the open road under a bright blue sky to blow away the cobwebs? The sound of the cicadas, the smell of the pines and eucalypts and feel of the warm air wafting by brought smiles to the face of No.3 and I as we pedaled around the valley, exploring roads and tracks we’d never been down before.
Out by the old trotting track, we crossed the main freight line. I paused on the crossing to ponder how different my daily commute might be if passenger services still came this far rather than terminate two stations south. There’s a glimmer of hope with track upgrading currently taking place and rumours of extending services further north in the future.
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