And I wish it were just a song. But could things get any crappier than they already are? The last few days I have been wresting with conditions and situations that have developed at work, which just progressively get worse as the days go by. The whole incongruity of the

Unbuhlievable, that’s how one can sum up Steve Jobs’ charisma when it comes to Apple Events! Did you even catch a glimpse of Leopard? It is simply unbelievable how they have revolutionized the Desktop in a mainstream OS! I could rant on and on, but I need to get

So my search finally comes to an end. I found this handy util, in response to my rant yesterday. Mark sends me an email from Aussieland (after stumbling upon my blog), mirroring my complaint  about the lack of an ACDSee level viewer and file manager for OSX. He points me

I was tempted, so tempted to throw what I believe in, what I have given just so much to build, and so much of my time and energy, I was tempted to throw all that away and embrace the dark side. I know not how I could have contemplated that,

In lieu of the practitioner meeting that was scheduled to take place yesterday, I have endeavored to create an online questionnaire, which the practitioners and non-expert authors can now go through and fill out. The input shall be instrumental to the incipient stages of the project work, and has been

Getting Coppercore to run on my Mac has turned out to be more an ordeal than I had earlier imagined. The scripts needed to be changed and the environment set. There is not too much help on the web for Mac users of CCRT, so here is my little how-to.

Probably a gold doubloon for whoever can explain how I can seamlessly access the AD from OS X. I have tried the better part of the day configuring the Nameservers and Domain rights on my Mac, but still don’t seem to be any closer to accessing the pure nirvana

Back home, back to my Rissa, could there be anything better than that? One could try, but one would not succeed! Saturday, the day we started back for home. It was kind of weird, waking up to an aching body. Partly due to the long walks we took I guess.

The final day, Friday. Having slept early we were still not fully recovered from the long and arduous journey this Summer School has seemed to be. The enthusiasm that fueled our initial days seems to have tempered a wee bit, but was back in force, as this was indeed the

Day IV of the Fréjus and French saga. It was with that we woke up this morning and unfortunately, the weather outside soon dampened our hyper spirits. The skies were overcast, and rain just seemed imminent. We trudged through, once again, from somnolence to coffee and back again. The only