Running windows application on Linux using Wine

Wine is an Open Source implementation of the Windows API on top Unix. If you want to try please follow this link to get this software. http://frankscorner.org/index.php

Almost Every file format in the world!

ABK	Corel Draw AutoBackup
ACL	Corel Draw 6 keyboard accelerator
ACM	Used by Windows in the system directory
ACP	Microsoft Office Assistant Preview file
ACT	Microsoft Office Assistant Actor file
ACV	OS/2 drivers that compress and decompress audio data
AD	After Dark screensaver
ADB	Appointment database used by HP 100LX organizer

The table above is just the beginning. Please follow this below  link if you would like to get all.

http://www.ace.net.nz/tech/TechFileFormat.html

LSE Scholarships

Scholarships are available for
students from Cambodia starting a
Master’s programme at LSE in 2008

The Scholarships

One CV Starr scholarship is available worth £5000.
Further information is available at
http://www.lse.ac.uk/ financialsupport office

Ten Lord Dahrendorf scholarships are available for
3 programmes in the Department of Finance and are
worth £17,352 each. Applications must be received at
the School by 23 May 2008. Application forms are
available at
http://www.lse.ac.uk/ financialsupport office

All students are considered for LSE Graduate Merit
Awards. Award values vary between £3000-£8000.
There is no need to apply separately and all
applicants will automatically be considered. Further
information is available at
http://www.lse.ac.uk/ financialsupport office

Please see the attachment file

http://monida.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/cambodia.pdf 

Funny animals pic.

 WAITING FOR A CALL

 THIRSTY PUUPY

 REASON TO BUY THE WARRANTY

 LITTLE STUDENTS IT IS A SCHOOL TIME

 LIFE IS TOO HARD

IS THAT PARIS HILTON??

 HEY!! IT IS NOT MY FAULT

 NEW ALQAEDAS

 A SPY AMONG US

Emotion Story

 

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.

Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release.

The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.

She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me. She had buried so much pain and bitter ness in her heart.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly.

I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute.

I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afra id any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until deaths do us apart. Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until deaths do us apart.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah.. blah.

These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.

Author, Edwin -

Photoshopped Images

 More images: http://www.vertustech.com/blog/2008/02/11/32/

Mona Lisa, Louvre – the drawings of Leonardo da Vinci

  

LEONARDO DA VINCI
Painter and Sculptor of Florence
(1452-1519)

His life: http://www.artist-biography.info/artist/leonardo_da_vinci/

His drawing: http://www.drawingsofleonardo.org/

Mona Lisa, Louvre

About the Mona Lisa http://www.entsnews.com/2007/11/was-mona-lisa-real-person.html

Why Linux?

http://www.whylinuxisbetter.net/

I use to install and use it in a short time when I was in the university but since I work, I never try it. They said Linux is better  :-?

Clock

http://billychasen.com/clock/

Google Saree

Pet

Let’s be friends

Robot Insect

http://bestpicsaround.com/pic-618-Robot-Insects.html

Handing art

ASCII Art

Generate image to ascii code. Check this link to test. http://www.typorganism.com/asciiomatic/