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Short: Hold down option key as usual when startup to load startup manager, when startup disks appear, release the option key, then hold down control key, you'll see round arrow under your desired startup disk.

For more info, go to the link above.

#mac tips #startup disk

A guy named Andrew Shotland created a lists of useful information relating with adding or editing your business in Apple iOS Map.

Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever. I'd like to add: Drive as if every car around you was police car.

HTTP Error 404.3 - Not Found

Description: The page you are requesting cannot be served because of the Multipurpose Internet Mail Extensions (MIME) map policy that is configured on the Web server. The page you requested has a file name extension that is not recognized, and therefore is not allowed.

Error Code: 0x80070032

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Solution:

Using the 'turn on or off windows features' make sure under: IIS - World Wide Web services - Applicaiton Development Feature - ASP.NET is selected. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx In my case, I'm using classic ASP, so I just enable ASP from Application development feature and problem solved. Ref: http://forums.iis.net/p/1005055/1964271.aspx

jessedodds

Art is like masturbation. It is selfish and introverted and done for you and you alone. Design is like sex. There is someone else involved, their needs are just as important as your own, and if everything goes right, both parties are happy in the end.

Colin Wright (via jessedodds)

How to...

1. Download ROM

2. Download and Install SUTLR_v1.7.0.zip

3. Connect your phone to computer using USB cable.

4. Browse for F0X-3230-0-0002-A01 [ROM] and select in recovery mode "Update Option: Erase user data" afterwards flash it.

To get root:

Install z4root and run it.

Note: If 3G doesn't work, add 3G settings manually.

Enjoy!

Ref: http://goo.gl/AOtRQ

Cisco Packet Tracer on Ubuntu

I've Ubuntu 10.04 LTS - the Lucid Lynx installed and want to install cisco packet tracer. I assumed that you've already downloaded packet tracer binary file. If not, login to Cisco Network Academy and download the latest version of it.

During this time, Packet tracer 5.3.1.0044 is available.

Now, open Terminal and go to your downloaded packet tracer binary file location and run this.

sudo chmod +x PacketTracer51_i386_installer-deb.bin sudo ./PacketTracer51_i386_installer-deb.bin

You'll need your password to perform super user operations.

Then you've successfully installed Packet Tracer. Open and play around.

Oh wait, do you see strange font in menu? It happened to me. Type this in terminal again.

sudo apt-get install libqtwebkit2.2-cil libqt4-script libqt4-qt3support libqt4-sql

Then you have to edit the file "/usr/local/PacketTracer5/packettracer". Just add a comment in front of the "EXPORT" line:

sudo gedit /usr/local/PacketTracer5/packettracer

Put # infront of export. It should be like this:

#export LD_LIBRARY_PATH=$PTDIR/lib

Save the file and exit.

Start Packet Tracer and enjoy!

Ref:

http://ubuntuforums.org/showthread.php?t=1086653

http://ubuntuforums.org/showthread.php?t=1444924

#packet tracer #ubuntu

wadehammes-blog

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wadehammes:

So the other day I was Googling ways to “set a Google map as the background of your site” with little luck at all on finding a good solution. So I decided to create one using CSS properties and utilizing the z-index/absolute positioning of elements.

To get an idea of what I did, visit: ...

Sagging hill (Taken with Instagram at Sagaing Hill)

Taken at Nan Tien Buddhist Temple in Wallongong.

This flower, called Michelia Campaca flower, is one of my favourite flowers. Not just the folower is beautiful, it has an elegant smell. Campaca is mainly found near the heart of the country, Mt Popa. There're many historical stories related with it in my country. Here's one of the famous poems about the flower and Mt.Popa. Enjoy.

သိုးကေလ (သို႔) ေရႊႏွင့္ယိုးမား ပန္းစကား

၁။ သိုးကေလ၊ ပုပၸားနတ္ေတာင္၊ အေခါင္ျမင့္ဖ်ား၊ စံုေတာျပား၌၊ နံ႔ရွားၾကိဳင္လြင့္၊ ခါတန္ပြင့္သည္၊ ေရႊႏွင့္ယိုးမွား ပန္းစကား။

1. Oh Nat-spirit with the headdress of Tho-saung In the thicket of dense forest on the summit of lofty Mt.Popa Are the fragrant Champac flowers which bloom seasonally. And their colour can be mistaken for gold.

၂။ သိုးကေလ၊ စကားပြင့္ႏွင့္၊ ႏိႈင္းတင့္ႏိုးသည္၊ ရဲမ်ိဳးသမီး၊ ေမာင္ၾကီးႏွမ၊ ညက္လွျပာစင္၊ မယ့္သည္ပင္သည္ ခရီးသား။

2. Oh Nat-spirit with the headdress of Tho-saung She was the daughter of the brave man Her beauty could be compared to the Champac flower. She was brought up under the care of the good brother. She had a lover kept in the heart of her heart. He was not with her. He was a serviceman away on a journey.

၃။ သိုးကေလ၊ ျမိတ္လြတ္စုလည္း၊ အငယ္တည္းက၊ ကြ်မ္း၀င္ၾကသည္၊ ေမြးဖတူရင္း၊ မ်ိဳးသည္မင္းႏွင့္၊ ခ်စ္ျခင္းစုရံုး၊ သက္ထက္ဆံုးသည္၊ ႏွလံုးမျခား ေစာင့္တရား။

3. Oh Nat-spirit with the headdress of Tho-saung Since childhood while she still wore Myeiklutsu hair knot on her head The twain were fond of each other He was a nephew of her father He was thus related to her The twain were united by attachment till the end of their lives They kept their mutual faith.

၄။ ေဆြမိမင္း၊ မ်က္သုတ္နီစင္၊ ရထည္းဖ်င္ႏွင့္၊ က်ိဳင္းစဥ္ျမ၀ါ၊ မတ္ၾကီးလ်ာကို၊ မယ္သာၾကိဳက္မိ တုမရွိ။

4. Her relative lover wore a red towel And a fine Lenin jacket He was strong, handsome and manly, He was a knight-designate She loved him so much Her love for him was beyond measure. (Anonymous, Bagan Period)

Ref: http://goo.gl/Uj1Bs

#poem #myanmar #michelia campaca

“I Have A Dream” speech at Lincoln Memorial

Martin Luther King, Jr.

I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Fivescore years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who have been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free, one hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination; one hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity; one hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself in exile in his own land.

So we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition. In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was the promise that all men, yes black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

Let Freedom Ring

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note in so far as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check; a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.” We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy; now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice; now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood; now is the time to make justice a reality for God’s children. It would be fatal for the nation to over-look the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality.

Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content, will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual.

There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds.

Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny, and they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. This offense we share mounted to storm the battlements of injustice must be carried forth by a biracial army. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. WE cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as lone as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one.

We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating “for whites only.” WE cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote.

American Values and Virtues

No, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of excessive trials and tribulation. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi; go back to Alabama; go back to Sough Carolina; go back to Georgia; go back to Louisiana; go back to the slums and ghettos of the northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can, and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

So I say to you, my friends, that even though we must face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed – we hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, sons of former slaves and sons of former slave-owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day, even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today!

I have a dream a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, that one day, right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places shall be made plain, and the crooked places shall be made straight and the glory of the Lord will be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith we will be able to hear out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.

With this faith we will able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day. This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning – “my country ’tis of thee; sweet land of liberty; of thee I sing; land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride; from every mountain side, let freedom ring” – and if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

Let Freedom Ring

So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that.

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And we shall allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and hamlet, from every state and city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children – black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Catholics and Protestants – will be able to join hands and to sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last, free at last; thank God Almighty, we are free at last.”

#inspiration #speech

reading out loud. i need to give egg cake n show her 'how to train your dragon' now.

repeating 6 times

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jessedodds:

For a Minor Reflection - Dansi Dans (via ForaMinorReflection)

forrst

Today marks the launch of a big change in the way Forrst invites work, and I’d like to start off by saying that Forrst welcomes any developer or designer who’s passionate about getting better at their craft and helping others to do so as well, whether they’re the cream of the crop or just getting...

winlwin

Forrst has made changes few days ago especially with invitation system. It has great impact on me and has truly inspired me to upload my underground blog and start sharing about web and technologies news around me with the world or at least, to my friends from my country, Myanmar. What I mean is, I'll start writing posts in my own language, in Burmese, but from time to time, i'll write in English for some as well. I'll announce my blog when everything's up and running! Stay tuned!

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