There are two programs I use all of the time

The first is RoboForm.
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In Opera there is little need for it but,
when using any other browser, such as my new favorite Firefox,
RoboForm is a must. The good side is it just doesn't remember
passwords, it acts much like the information right click in Opera.
You can store whatever information you want in a password protected
file. It's good stuff, get it.


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The other is Snagit.
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Many of the images I use in this and in other weblogs,
especially the graphic titles, I create in one program, and then grab the
image in what I know will be a perfect size for screen display with Snagit.


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For neither of the above programs do I get a dime for these recommendations.

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Peas are predicted for New England

There is a decided sluggishness in the people as they continue to digest
Thursday's dinner and Friday, Saturday and today's leftovers.

Tomorrow the return to work before the sun rises and the ride home
with the sun near or past the evening's horizon brings no hope.
We all will now either dread or look forward to the coming
"Holiday" season.

Using a sports metaphor, we have passed through the playoffs in
November, with a bye for the first week in December. Then it's
daily practice until the last week...

Then we celebrate surviving the year and start all over again.

It's all a wheel, a circle, a bubble.
Out boats float, they sink and then rot in the mud.

Ain't life grand!
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Just when we think we've got problems...

We read about the poor Prince Ernst August of Hanover.
He is married to Princess Caroline of Monoco and is
cousin to Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II.

It would seem when he drinks, according to the
German courts, he likes to smack or kick people.

This is an unfortunate trait, especially for the
people he smacks and kicks.

How would you like to be the fly on the wall at his
AA meetings, "My name is Ernst August and I am
an alcoholic!"

So much for anonymous.

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The Family over for Thanksgiving feast. Before the meal is served... 

If you are wondering

Where some of the graphic links I load on these
blogs originate, click on the graphic below:



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... 

The Sunday before Thanksgiving

This should be called Planning Sunday.

Shopping lists, guest lists, list lists, all for one day of eating more that we
should of a meat and its trimmings unique to these shores.

Thanksgiving is one of the few holidays left that haven't been switched to
Monday. I half expect it to be switched at least to Friday someday soon.

You know the people who have Thursday off will have Friday off by default.

Those that don't will be so full of Turkey and its attached feel good natural
drugs, their work will be compromised and the mistakes will cost millions.

Have I been in the "Corporate World" too long?

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Every once in a while I like to post this bugger so that something is moving on this blog.

This is a rare Saturday where I have little business.
All of October and last Saturday were consumed in the Not for Profit thing I call my job.

Did I mention Payroll screwed up my direct deposit?

How easily we come to depend on the things we have allowed computers to do automatically.

How upset we become when a glitch, and the world is full of them, throws our newly ordered,
automatic lifestyle into momentary chaos.

As a child I had the rare privilege of being allowed to stand and watch the other side of the Automat wall.

From the front, freshly prepared food miraculously appeared behind the glass doors with the bronze handles.

A few nickels in the slot, a pull of the ornate handle and the door opened, the food was yours.

If you turned around and looked through the glass a moment later, there would be something
new in the box.

On the other side of the wall were dozens of workers. Some cooking, some baking, cutting,
cleaning and just placing the fine china plates in the hole.

The plates were white china, the silverware, heavy stainless steel. You drank from glasses
made of glass and heavy coffee mugs. All the comforts of home.

I miss the Automats...

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Did you ever leave a blog out there...

...to fend for itself?

I did that on Father's Day of this year. I had set up a bloger at the
Lycos Live Journal site called Other Grazing.
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My blog editors were having trouble with the Lycos site and it was too cumbersome
to go to each time I wanted to make a mark.
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Now the new ::w. bloggar software has taken care of that and allowed simple entries
to be posted simply

Thought I'd let you know.

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::w.bloggar 4.00 RC 2

The latest Release Candidate for ::w.bloggar is out.

This blog entry is being sent using the newest version. I haven't delved into its finer points.
I just wanted to see if its basic function of posting a blog was still intact.



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I don't know if I will ever drive again...

Of course I will, can't work without commuting.

It's just that yesterday I was within two car-lengths
of three accidents, one very severe, one a front-end
crushing hit from behind and the other a temper-
flaring fender bender.

We all know there are many accidents out there.
When you put normally sedentary people in control
of several tons of steel that travels a mile in a minute
or less, with all of today's distractions, they're going to
bump into each other; into trees, poles, walls and baby
carriages. Don't forget fruit stands. In the movies and
on TV, there always seems to be a fruit stand in the
way of a vehicle or foot chase.

I'm not looking for a solution. I just don't think I'll drive
today or tomorrow...

Or shop for fruit. Why tempt fate?

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political note

One more political note: How would you feel if the Blue states joined
with Canada and let the Red states fend for themselves? Of course,
we'd have to take Florida by force because of large number of retired
Blue staters that live there.

it's snowing

When I was a few decades younger, "It's snowing!" would always have
an exclamation mark at the end.
Now I am over 50 and living in New England.
It's Snowing is about as exciting as saying the grass is growing.
Think I need a vacation?
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Vacations were invented by people who live in the
northern half of the Temperate Zone so they could,
on occasion,
visit the southern half.

Peace.

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Checking another blog poster

Qumana, the title comes after the composition. This is Qumana. It's a tad confusing.