Notes from the Trail

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When Every Leaf is a Flower…,
originally uploaded by addicted Eyes.

Stumbled across this pic in Flickr. Absolutely gorgeous.

TJ posted an insightful and thought-provoking article comparing Mac OS X (and Macs in general) to the upcoming Windows Vista and PCs. It’s not reading for the faint-hearted PC user. That’s because TJ is a proficient and heretofore Mac-snubbing PC user. He knows what a command-line is for goodness’ sake. However, through a personal experience of using a Powerbook G4 867 (by far not the latest in the Mac lineup), TJ is prepared to possibly come over to the light. The only thing preventing him at present is budget. So donate to help him leave the darkness! ;)

Check out his assessment on the state of Vista vs. OS X here.

Wow. Kiki is reading the Q’uran. Now if I could just get half the Christians I know and relate with to read their Bibles regularly…

After my last referral to another blog generated some powerful discussion that elicited apologies from almost everyone (except Bill Clinton), I shudder to post a link to another blog. But heck. Here goes. Justin over at Radical Congruency comments that there are two Christianities operative in America today. What think ye?

I first saw them over at headphonaut’s blog and hurriedly ordered some before Carolyn found out. She is always snatching up the best and coolest photo ideas from me, but this time, I beat her to the punch. When these amazingly cool little mini cards came in Friday, we were preparing to leave for Little Rock to pick up Caro’s mom and grandmom from the airport.

“What are you grinning about?” she demanded.
“Huh? Oh nothing,” I said, grinning.
“Jeff, what did you do?!”
“I didn’t do anything!” I responded, my grin growing wider.
“Then why are you grinning?”
Unable to help myself any longer, I produce the cool little box out of my pocket and then smugly watch as she oooo-ed and aaahhh-ed over them for several minutes. The kids also loved them, each picking one or two for themselves.

“I beat you to the punch this time,” I said.
“I knew you were up to something,” she responded.

I wonder what she’ll come up with to outdo me? Most assuredly, not a blog entry… (nudge, nudge, hint hint, Caro)