kirabug’s idea files

With thanks to ideaphile plantnerd for the photo and inspirational tweet.

We accidentally tuned into a race on on satellite radio looking for the basketball playoffs this evening. Let me sum up what racing sounds like on radio for you:

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Does it bother anyone else that most everyday object storage is push/pop? I want my tee shirts and favorite plates to be first in / first out so they wear evenly. Nope, stacks and stacks of stuff everywhere I look.

Amen. pitchers, catchers and the hope of spring | American McCarver. Your Sports Blog..

Like the idea of the Launchpad app in Lion, but hate the way it was populated with 5 years of apps, shortcuts, and the accumulated crap in your Applications folder? Clean out Launchpad completely fixed that – allowing me to start with a blank slate so I could set it up the way I wanted. Ahh, peaceful dock.

Of all the money e’er I had,
I spent it in good company.
And all the harm I’ve ever done,
Alas! it was to none but me.
And all I’ve done for want of wit
To mem’ry now I can’t recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all.

Oh, all the comrades e’er I had,
They’re sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts e’er I had,
They’d wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I gently rise and softly call,
Good night and joy be with you all.

If I had money enough to spend,
And leisure time to sit awhile,
There is a fair maid in this town,
That sorely has my heart beguiled.
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips,
I own she has my heart in thrall,
Then fill to me the parting glass,
Good night and joy be with you all.

No, nobody’s stealing your incandescents. The Truth About the New Light Bulb Law.

Dead-simple way to sharpen photos in Photoshop.