1. URL links inside thunderbird do not open a web browser, it just does nothing when I click on them

2. My blog posts don’t update on my identi.ca account automatically anymore.

3.

No, that’s about all that bothers me today.

That’s it, I’m decided. I’m not putting anymore effort into this tumble log anymore. I’m just going to keep this as a short and public diary. I’ve got a blog for long articles, an identi.ca account for good one liners or blog updates, and I’m keeping this for loud thoughts and random photos.

I’m logging all my whinging onto this so that my other internet profiles don’t get too negative. Sorry tumblr, can’t put all my effort into everything.

“Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.”

Theodore Roosevelt
1859-1919, 26th President of the United States

When I Asked God for Strength
He Gave Me Difficult Situations to Face

When I Asked God for Brain & Braun
He Gave Me Puzzles in Life to Solve

When I Asked God for Happiness
He Showed Me Some Unhappy People

When I Asked God for Wealth
He Showed Me How to Work Hard

When I Asked God for Favours
He Showed Me Opportunities to Work Hard

When I Asked God for Peace
He Showed Me How to Help Others

God Gave Me Nothing I Wanted
He Gave Me Everything I Needed

– Swami Vivekananda

I’ve had trouble uploading an audio file on tumblr. No other option than to whinge as I can’t be stuffed contacting the help staff.

Could it be that my internet connection is too slow?

****UPDATE****

I have now realised that I couldn’t upload the audio file because it isn’t in mp3 format. Now I have to go and convert the wma file to mp3. At least the problem is half solved.

Is life worth living? It all depends on the liver.

William James

Sonny: You gotta do what your heart tells you to do. Let me tell you somethin’ right now. You’re only allowed three great women in your lifetime. They come along like the great fighters, every ten years. Rocky Marciano. Sugar Ray Robinson. Joe Louis. Sometimes you get ‘em all at once. Me? I had my three when I was 16. That happens. What are you gonna do? That’s the way it goes, you know? Tell you right now. See this girl? Maybe this girl, she put wind in your sails. Maybe she’s your first great one.

Chazz Palminteri in “A Bronx Tale

In the clearing stands a boxer and a FIGHTER by his trade, And he carries the reminders…of every glove that laid him down or CUT HIM till he cried out, In his anger and his shame:
‘I AM LEAVING! I AM LEAVING!’
but the fighter still remains…

Simon and Garfunkel – the boxer