Microsoft verschenkt – jawohl verschenkt – bis Ende Oktober ein umfassendes eBook zu Windows 7. Auch wenn ich demnächst auf Mac umsteige, lasse ich mir den 29-MB-gratis-Download des 350 Seiten umfassenden Werkes natürlich nicht entgehen.
In der Samstagsausgabe der Thurgauer Zeitung wurden Internetauftritte von 5 grösseren Thurgauer Gemeinden und Städten verglichen: Die Stadt Frauenfeld hat dabei am besten abgeschnitten dank eines kürzlich durchgeführten Redesigns durch meinen Arbeitgeber backslash.
I asked my wife, «Where do you want to go for our anniversary?» It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation.
«Somewhere I haven’t been in a long time!» she said.
So I suggested, «How about the kitchen?»
And that’s when the fight started…
«Kann man Google Translate auch für Shops verwenden?» fragte mich ein Blogleser letzthin aufgrund eines Beitrags zum Thema. Jein, lautet meine Antwort, dafür ist das Tool in aller Regel nicht geeignet.
Der Local-Scope von Railo hat mir gestern ein Schnippchen geschlagen. Und zwar im Zusammenhang mit Unit-Testing und dem Testing-Framework mxUnit. Diese versagte nämlich neuerdings komplett ihren Dienst, was sich in einer nicht sehr hilfreichen Fehlermeldung äusserte: variable [DEBUGARRAYWRAPPER] doesn’t exist.
A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband, ’I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.’
The husband replies, ’Your eyesight’s darn near perfect.’
And that’s how the fight started …
My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.
My wife asked, ’Do you know her?’
’Yes,’ I sighed, ’she’s my old girlfriend I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago and I hear she hasn’t been sober since.’
’My God!’ says my wife, ’Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?’
And that’s how the fight started …
I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first. ’I’ll have the strip steak, medium rare, please.’
He said, ’Aren’t you worried about the mad cow?’
’Nah,’ I said, ’she can order for herself.’
And that’s how the fight started …
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver’s license to verify my age.
I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, ’Unbutton your shirt’.
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
She said, ’That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me’ and she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.
She said, ’You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten Disability, too’
And that’s how the fight started …
