WiFinder!

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WiFinder has lists of wi-fi connections across the US and the world. Not entirely comprehensive, though I’m sure that’ll change in the near future. (Via winer.)

Identifont!

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Identifont helps you pin down elusive font names through a series of detailed questions about your type sample. Not a perfect font identifier, but enough to get a good match. Also check out What the Font, which matches your uploaded images with font samples.

(Of course, it’s given that these tools will point you to paid type foundries, but that’s not to stop you googling for freeware alternatives. ;)

Davao Airport Bombing

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Another bombing in Mindanao, this time right outside Davao Airport. Among the dead is William Hyde, an American Baptist missionary.

Davao is a beautiful little town, notable for beautiful native crafts and the constantly wafting fragrance of durian. It would be an idyllic and peaceful vacation spot were it not for the violence of various rebel groups. Last time I passed through there was in the summer of 1999, for a company outing to Pearl Farm. I still wear my Davao-made “Durian Republic” souvenir t-shirt to this day.

Atherosclerosis-Inducing Input

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Breakfast: two glazed Krispy Kreme donuts and coffee.

Lunch: three slices of Domino’s sausage-mushroom pizza and Coke.

Merienda: one Kit Kat.

Just add a Quarter Pounder-and-Fries dinner, and my “Get An All-American Heart Attack in One Year” diet is complete.

Update: It being Fettisdagen in Sweden, Jesper recommends semla. Oogh.

“Spring” “Break”

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So now it’s “Spring” “Break.” Except that it’s not so much a Spring Break as it is a Thawing-and-Refreezing-Snow Break. And it’s not so much a Break as it is More Time For Paulo To Go To Work Instead Of Class.

I feel like old, melted, refrozen ice cream. You know, the kind that gets all crystally on top and sticky and viscuous on the bottom because the ingredients have settled unevenly. Ick.

I need to upgrade my MT and recode. Soon.

First Love

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“You have persevered and have endured hardships for my name, and have not grown weary. Yet I hold this against you: you have forsaken your first love.”

I confess to my Lord and God, that in my spiritual struggles and material temptations, I have allowed my heart to go every which way but to Him, and I have failed to love the Lord with all my heart and mind and soul. I have struggled with stress and angst and brokenheartedness, and through it all, though I have filled my mind with head-knowledge of the things of God, I have yet neglected to nurture my relationship with Him. I am humbled, and I repent of my wayward spirit.

I love you, Lord, my first love, You who loved me before I was born. Mend me, broken man that I am, and make me Yours. Teach me Your ways that I may walk in them, that I may praise and glorify You in all things. Strengthen my faith, fill me with Your Spirit, nourish me with your Word. Then and only then, in Your love, shall I know true and lasting peace.

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.