Ever dreamt you could Google your own PC?

Google makes me want to dance. Jig-a-jig. Jiggy-widdit. Na-na-na-na-na!

Do you love Google? (I reckon there's no need to link to that one, everybody knows Google's URL, no?). If you've always marvelled at the ease of Googling for stuff on the internet, then, get ready for this - Now you can Google your own computer with Google Desktop.

Still in beta version, at the moment it requires either Windows XP or Windows 2000 SP 3+. The search and results page looks exactly like the internet version, with the buttons 'Search Desktop' and 'Search the Web' replacing the usual 'Google Search' and 'I'm Feeling Lucky' buttons.


What it would do is build an index of the files in your computer upon installation. Once the indexing process is complete (the process may take a few hours - you can continue using the PC during indexing - but if you're too excited like me there is no harm in trying out the program while indexing is still in progress) you would then be able to use the program as you normally use Google to search for your Word, Excel, Powerpoint and text files, emails (e.g. in Outlook Express), AOL IM chats and even your Internet Explorer cache! Neat, I must say.


Another bonus is once you have Google Desktop installed on your PC, Google will also include results from your computer in the results list whenever you do a Google search over the internet. An icon (looks like two small multicolored hoops intertwined) will be automatically placed on your desktop for fast reach.

Recommended. Na-na-na-na-na!

'Taraf'

Just finished the book Not Without My Daughter, by Betty Mahmoody. Read the book once years ago, but it was such a good read that I wanted to go for the trip again. Plus the fact that I've already forgotten the whole story apart from the gist of it (an American woman married an Iranian, trapped in Iran with small daughter against their will, went through a bad time before successfully went through a perilous journey out of the country).

And yes, the story is still as good a reading as I remembered it.
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'Taraf', in Iran, is somewhat like the Malay proverb, 'ajak-ajak ayam', i.e. when you make an invitation that you do not really mean.

I may have made a mistake in thinking a friend's invitation to lunch as the real thing when he, on the other hand might've meant it only as 'taraf'. So what I did was to take him up on the invitation, and of course he had to say please come when I asked whether I could, considering I was in town and already on my way. When I saw how our arrival may have inconvenienced our hosts, the little twinges of that feeling called 'somewhat guilty' played upon my mind.

How do one ascertain whether an invitation is just 'taraf', or a bona fide call by the utterer?

Nonetheless it was certainly a pleasurable visit and all seemed well. Still I feel a need to clear this matter. We Malays have it ingrained to avoid from menyusahkan orang lain (being an inconvenience to others), so when one felt like one has done exactly that, an apology should be the order of the day. Hmm.. but only if and when it feels right to do so.

1 Syawal

Hello! My name is Dania. You can call me Dania-baby. I like to wear my brother's shoes instead of mine coz they're nicer. I don't care if they're big that Mama says make my feet look like Olive Oyl's, coz I know I'm in nowhere near the danger of looking e x a c t l y like Olive Oyl, considering my chubby-wubby cheeks which people so love to pinch. Anyway, Aunty Ted wishes to tell you a Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Maaf Zahir Batin.

P.S: Aunty Ted did not give me any duit raya though. She is so kedekut!

On the low rungs

Doing other people's dirty job.

That's what you get sometimes when you are low down the rungs.
When you're still considered wet behind the ears.

Sheesh. What's so difficult in making that call yourself?

And they get paid at least 4 times what I do. But of course.
When it's something good, they'd pick up the phone faster than a frog flicking its tongue to catch that fly.

Learn, Ted, learn.

Kalaulah aku jadi CEO syarikat ni.

Pending

1. Amir Muhammad's Tokyo Magic Hour pseudo-review
2. Train ads - Nokia up one notch
3. She Palms, now he wants a Palm too

Sigh. Sputter. Gasp.