What is wrong with Lotus Notes?
To all GUI designers and those who aspire to such lofty heights: What is wrong with this dialog box?
To all GUI designers and those who aspire to such lofty heights: What is wrong with this dialog box?
I think the speed peaked somewhere around 700kbytes/s before I ran out of file. This is awesome. And I’m not even that close to the exchange.
I’ve been without the net for over 3 and a half days now, at home. And somewhat inevitably, it’s just when you don’t have something… It’s at the point where even dad has complained that it’s not there. Mum, sure, she sends plenty of emails, she’s even on Facebook. Dad on the other hand barely spends time on there, and yet even he’s noticed. When you consider that 8 years ago, we didn’t have the net at all, and 5 years ago we were all too happy to be on 256kbps “broadband” (yeesh, really? who on earth would call that “broad” by any reasonable measure?), the change has been pretty drastic. I could go days without touching my mobile, but without the net, I feel unplugged, disconnected from the stream of the world. ...
Every day, I have about an hour on the train and the walk home to contemplate what to write on the blog when I get home. And every day, without fail, whatever nascent ideas I have disappear shortly after arriving home and having dinner. There are some distinct advantages to living at home, such as hot dinner ready as you arrive. In any case, none of the ideas have been terribly great. There’s been no travel or significant events or major love-of-my-life or anything that rates as newsworthy, and so I find myself without terribly much to say. Which is where it gets meta and I start to say that I don’t have terribly much to say. ...
On Staring into Eternity Standing outside last night, I was looking up at the stars, the lights dark around me. I fancied that, upon staring particularly intently, I could feel our position in the universe. The stars actually looked to be positioned in a 3D space, as opposed to the usual flat feel of pin-points of light peeking though the blanket of the night. The moon, waxing two-thirds full, low on the horizon, particularly served to emphasize the depth of field. ...