It is the true teacher who leaves the class knowing they have learned the most.

Tucson, AZ
Joined September 2006
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Thank you so much, I happen to think so too! Love my @vivaldibrowser
I for one couldn't be happier! I had a hiatus too - and darnit, it's good to be back and I'm feeling a lot more colorful lately!
Hence "save" :D Dig into Vivaldi code a bit when you have time dear "Ouch" ;-) You'll find a surprise.
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Darn that's beauty @ThatGlennD. Save that @vivaldibrowser theme - and what the heck, in your name. I want it! nitter.vloup.ch/ThatGlennD/statu…
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You liked a tweet of mine, I followed over and the first tweet I see makes me spit out my tea with laughter. Score!
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That is darned funny indeed :D
A new @vivaldibrowser Browsercast for you theme makers (me, me!) "The making of the new theming engine" #webdev #ux vivaldi.net/teamblog/145-viv…
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Shout out to #LasVegas #developers #webdev #webdesign #ux - Let's celebrate Open Web & the Web Browser Renaissance! meetu.ps/2YXTNz
To not inherit page accent colors, go to Theme > Edit > and Unselect "Accent color from active page" Voila!
Johnny - From the main menu Vivaldi > Preferences. Choose a theme, click the pencil icon for more options. HTH!
Replying to @ColorSimulation
Haha - well, here's to that climb - in whatever dimension it occurs!
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Replying to @ColorSimulation
What is likely to end up on my post mortality memorial plaque: "Still working on it" - You're an inspiration to me, Bill.
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Closing the book on that chapter of sorrow is something I am doing right now. It's over. I'm able, centered, strong and I am alive. FORWARD!
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Today, I danced with my mother. She wasn't standing, but we danced. Next week, I will dance with my husband. He's paralyzed. We will dance!
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My mother, my husband, my self. My brothers, their companions, my colleagues, my friends. It's an incredible journey, this life.
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But I can still love you. And I do. My heart is free of malice toward anyone. I have no malice, no anger, nothing but a desire to fly again.
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What I can't do is make those who feel hurt by my transitioning from an alcoholic, depressive mess through terrible years love me again.
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What is also true is that I will own my wrongdoings. I will accept the responsibility of my errors. I do this because it's what I can do.
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I got angry. I lashed out. I blamed others for my idealism. People turned away. They thought me crazy, cruel even. And perhaps that is true.
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Social isolation imposed on beautiful creatures is an insult to our humanity. Illness did that. I was left raw with cell and nerve, exposed.
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