Text files (with Content-Disposition: attachment instead of inline)
Thunderbird has to set "Content-Disposition: inline" by default. It means when you attach a text file to an outgoing e-mail, the contents would be display as part of the email.
"Edit" -> "Preferences" -> "Advanced" -> "Config Editor".
(Using the windows version it's probably "Tools" -> "Options" -> etc.)
set mail.content_disposition_type to 1 (default is 0)
Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Great Pink Shark
Co-Aurthored Story
Inevitably, the aristocrat resists his final duty
— which is to step aside and vanish into history
Much feared was Phoebe the Great Pink.
but alas she found herself sitting in a little tank. not quite the great throne room she had planned.
Space was less than half it was, in misery she lament her loss.
No pink seaweed to hide behind, from around her the view which irks her mind
The sight of bottom feeders, happily going about their business.
"Good morrow" they greeted her, secretly they mocked her.
She calls out to her minions, desperately seeking reassurance.
but alas they're long gone, like the migrating turtles that's moved on.
the sucker fishes she used to carry, all left seeking the next swollen belly.
be it pink, yellow, soft or hard, care not, so long they too partake in the fresh offered cup.
Gone now the shroud of fear, as memories of her fade and disappear.
those who were happy, let them be happy still,
those who were greedy, let them be greedy still.
But let those who think her gone, soon learn they were wrong, oh so very wrong.
In the dark she bids her time. She'll have them pay for their crime.
plotting her righteous vengeance. on her treacherous turncoat traitor legions
but alas she found herself sitting in a little tank. not quite the great throne room she had planned.
Space was less than half it was, in misery she lament her loss.
No pink seaweed to hide behind, from around her the view which irks her mind
The sight of bottom feeders, happily going about their business.
"Good morrow" they greeted her, secretly they mocked her.
She calls out to her minions, desperately seeking reassurance.
but alas they're long gone, like the migrating turtles that's moved on.
the sucker fishes she used to carry, all left seeking the next swollen belly.
be it pink, yellow, soft or hard, care not, so long they too partake in the fresh offered cup.
Gone now the shroud of fear, as memories of her fade and disappear.
those who were happy, let them be happy still,
those who were greedy, let them be greedy still.
But let those who think her gone, soon learn they were wrong, oh so very wrong.
In the dark she bids her time. She'll have them pay for their crime.
plotting her righteous vengeance. on her treacherous turncoat traitor legions
Labels:
Awkward Stories
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Lasik - Consent Form
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Space Pen
One of my favorite story, a good lesson, even though its fictional:
SPACE PEN
When NASA first started sending up astronauts, they discovered that ball-point pens would not work in zero gravity. To combat this problem, NASA scientists spent a decade and $12 million developing a pen that writes in zero gravity, upside down, underwater, on almost any surface including glass and at temperatures ranging from below freezing to over 300C.
When confronted with the same problem, the Russians used a pencil.
SPACE PEN
When NASA first started sending up astronauts, they discovered that ball-point pens would not work in zero gravity. To combat this problem, NASA scientists spent a decade and $12 million developing a pen that writes in zero gravity, upside down, underwater, on almost any surface including glass and at temperatures ranging from below freezing to over 300C.
When confronted with the same problem, the Russians used a pencil.
There is nothing more inefficient than to create
the most efficient solution to a task
that need not be done in the first place
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Eric Hoffer -The Passionate State Of Mind Part 5
Rudeness is the weak man's imitation of strength.
Labels:
Quotes Collection
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