Try this. Open as many tabs in FireFox as you possibly can - (until your processor's down on its knees), take a screenshot, and upload it at flickr.com with a tag that goes - furiousfirefoxtabs. You open it in a single window, or multiple windows - your wish!. You can even use any other tabbed browser you like, say Opera, Mozilla, Netscape, IE7 beta, Flock beta, Avant Browser, iRider, Konquerer, Safari, Crazy Browser, OmniWeb Browser, Maxthon, Athlon, Kommunikator, SpaceSurfer, QuickNet, ...etc, etc... I'm really just making up names right now, but you know, the usual plethora of tabbed browsers that are out there! (Too bad NCSA Mosaic and HotJava don't come tabbed huh?!). Its just that it started off with this guy trying to see how far you can push your computer (farther, if it's not your computer i'll bet!) using Firefox. So here's my entry on flickr. There's another one too which shows the memory usage after all the tabs have been closed. I must say, FF for Win has surely followed in MS's footsteps- occupy memory after tabs are closed.
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#$@%#!! was posted by Thë Là¢ke¥ at 2/22/2006 10:43:00 AM.
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There's no difference between day and night. Infact, night is more day than day, night.
Chatting: online, awake.
Surfing: online, awake.
Talking on the phone: awake.
Missed calls: awake.
Those who are on the other side of the globe are too precious to talk to.
Those who are right here. They're up anyway. Online or on the phone.
Why I'm still not asleep.
Got home at (12+) midnight. Was at Shiv's place with Chetan.
Get online (12:30+), chatting with Shiv, Chetan, Girish...
Bro's snowed in (1+). So chatting with him after a long time.
Chetan's gone (2+). He has to goto Pune tomorrow morning.
Shiv's off (3+).
P calls up (3+). Shift over. Talking on the phone.
Sis gives a missed call (3:30+). Give her a missed call back. Then msg her to goto sleep.
Boo comes online (3:45+). "Are you crazy?? Online at this time?!". Chat with her.
Bro so hungy (3:45+). Off to eat out.
Chatting with Boo (4+). Lots to talk about.
Bye to Girish (4:30+). He calls up. "Bye". Not everytime. This time.
Bye to Khushboo (4:50+). Lots of luv.
Bye to bro (4:50+). Lots to him too.
Off to sleep (5+).
Its not like its compulsory or anything. I'm not doing much. And in the day. Well. Nobody's really there that much. So I try to study. Repeat: try.
And get through the day.
(Ahem: At this point I would find it appropriate to mention that my 'day' begins at 12+. Hehe!)
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#$@%#!! was posted by Thë Là¢ke¥ at 2/16/2006 02:20:00 PM.
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There's a huge line for just submitting a form for an entrance test. I Got in line at 9 and got over with it after 1:30. Thats killing. So what to do. Just look around.
A totally macho- kinda guy comes and stands straight off in the girls line. (Maybe he's submitting a form for some girl who couldn't make it. He acts as if he's feeling wierd to stand in that line.) The watchman comes and asks him about the form he's filling, looks at him surprisingly and tells him to get in the 'oh-so-never-ending' guys line. Laughter erupts once he's earshot.
We are to stick two passport sized photographs on the form. I have no gum, but i'm pretty sure they must have provided some. I go up to the lackey and ask him, "Bhaisab, yeh... gum ki line kidhar hai?"
Line is now in the lab to get the form verified.
"Thank God! This is the last line, then, finished", exclaimed the guy in front of me.
I said, "Oh no. Don't you know? You have to goto the 1st floor. There's a line there..."
"What!?", he interrupts me.
Just then the officer directs some guy to go to the first floor (to get a xerox actually, which the guy hadn't got).
"See! I told you. You need to go to the first floor line after this."
"What for?!"
I smile.
"Oh very funny yaar!"
Guy works slow.
Girl behind me sighs, "Its too much yaar!".
A second line forms near the door, where another man starts verifying forms to quicken things up.
"Now whats going on there? What d'ya suppose that line's for?", she said.
People ask me like I know. Ok. I know.
"Thats the line to go out."
"What?! No way"
Cool! even though just for a sec, she actually believed me.
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#$@%#!! was posted by Thë Là¢ke¥ at 2/13/2006 10:11:00 AM.
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He didn't have a big 'S' on his chest.He wasn't even in his blue-red uniform with a red cape.He was just this guy sitting behind a desk like any guy in an office.And yet mom recognized him at first go.It and it wasn't "that actor who was in that movie" kind of recognizing, or "I've seen him before....".Christopher Reeve starring in an episode of Smallville as Dr. Virgil Swann."Thats Superman! Na?"Thats recognition.
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#$@%#!! was posted by Thë Là¢ke¥ at 2/06/2006 11:02:00 AM.
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