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Google Reader’s Advanced Options
The ideas in this section aren’t advanced in the sense that they are complicated; they are just things that require a little that you prefer. For example, when I’m in a hurry I usually log in and go straight to my “marketing” folder, leaving others unread for a later time.
To create folders, click on any one of your subscriptions in the left navigation bar until it opens up in the main reading pane. Click the button called “Feed Settings” at the top of the page and select ”New Folder”. Type in a name that is helpful for you and click “Ok”. That’s it…you can repeat this process to create more effort to get going, as opposed to the out-of-the-box Google Reader that will probably be fine for most people.Folders - As soon as you start subscribing to more than a handful of feeds, you’ll want to keep track of them in the same way you would email or files on your computer. Creating folders allows you to organize by topic, geography or any way
2009年2月26日星期四
2009年2月25日星期三
Wassily Kandinsky Flood Improvisation
Wassily Kandinsky Flood ImprovisationVincent van Gogh Autumn LandscapeVincent van Gogh Le Moulin de la GaletteVincent van Gogh Farmhouse in Provence
road from Ankh-Morpork to Quirm is high, white and winding, a thirty-league stretch of potholes and half-buried rocks Twoflower was a tourist, the first ever seen on the Discworld. Tourist, Rincewind had decided, meant "idiot".
As they rode leisurely through the thyme-scented bee-humming air, Rincewind pondered on the experiences of the last few days. While the little foreigner that spirals around mountains and dips into cool green valleys of citrus trees, crosses liana-webbed gorges on creaking rope bridges and is generally more picturesque than Picturesque. That was a new word to Rincewind the wizard (Being Unseen University failed.) It was one of a number he had picked up since leaving the charred ruins of Ankh-Morpork. Quaint was another one. Picturesque meant - he decided after careful observation of the scenery that inspired Twoflower to use the word - that the landscape was horribly precipitous. Quaint, when used to describe the occasional village through which they passed, meant fever-ridden and tumbledown.
road from Ankh-Morpork to Quirm is high, white and winding, a thirty-league stretch of potholes and half-buried rocks Twoflower was a tourist, the first ever seen on the Discworld. Tourist, Rincewind had decided, meant "idiot".
As they rode leisurely through the thyme-scented bee-humming air, Rincewind pondered on the experiences of the last few days. While the little foreigner that spirals around mountains and dips into cool green valleys of citrus trees, crosses liana-webbed gorges on creaking rope bridges and is generally more picturesque than Picturesque. That was a new word to Rincewind the wizard (Being Unseen University failed.) It was one of a number he had picked up since leaving the charred ruins of Ankh-Morpork. Quaint was another one. Picturesque meant - he decided after careful observation of the scenery that inspired Twoflower to use the word - that the landscape was horribly precipitous. Quaint, when used to describe the occasional village through which they passed, meant fever-ridden and tumbledown.
2009年2月24日星期二
George Inness Sunset
George Inness SunsetGeorge Inness Peace and PlentyGeorge Inness Delaware Water GapLorenzo Lotto Nativity
a witch, Pan, then you could go off and find him and take messages and all, and we could make a proper plan...."
Then she had the fright of her life
A man's voice spoke in the darkness a few feet away, and said, "Who are you?"
She leaped up tattered hair hung over his shoulders. His daemon, a weary-looking serpent, lay in his lap, flicking out her tongue occasionally as Pantalaimon flew near.
"What's your name?" she said.
"Jotham Santelia," he replied. "I am the Regius Professor of Cosmology at the University of Gloucester. Who are you?"with a cry of alarm. Pantalaimon became a bat at once, shrieking, and flew around her head as she backed against the wall."Eh? Eh?" said the man again. "Who is that? Speak up! Speak up!""Be a firefly again, Pan," she said shakily. "But don't go too close."The little wavering point of light danced through the air and fluttered around the head of the speaker. And it hadn't been a heap of rags after all; it was a gray-bearded man, chained to the wall, whose eyes glittered in Pantalaimon's luminance, and whose
a witch, Pan, then you could go off and find him and take messages and all, and we could make a proper plan...."
Then she had the fright of her life
A man's voice spoke in the darkness a few feet away, and said, "Who are you?"
She leaped up tattered hair hung over his shoulders. His daemon, a weary-looking serpent, lay in his lap, flicking out her tongue occasionally as Pantalaimon flew near.
"What's your name?" she said.
"Jotham Santelia," he replied. "I am the Regius Professor of Cosmology at the University of Gloucester. Who are you?"with a cry of alarm. Pantalaimon became a bat at once, shrieking, and flew around her head as she backed against the wall."Eh? Eh?" said the man again. "Who is that? Speak up! Speak up!""Be a firefly again, Pan," she said shakily. "But don't go too close."The little wavering point of light danced through the air and fluttered around the head of the speaker. And it hadn't been a heap of rags after all; it was a gray-bearded man, chained to the wall, whose eyes glittered in Pantalaimon's luminance, and whose
2009年2月23日星期一
Henri Matisse The Window
Henri Matisse The WindowHenri Matisse The Green LineHenri Matisse Red FishHenri Matisse Pink Nude
Yes, it was a curious discovery by Lord Asriel himself that gave us the key to the new method. He discovered that an alloy of manganese and titanium has the property of insulating body from daemon. By the way, what is happening with"Ah-yes-sentence of death, you say? Gracious God...I'm sorry. The new instrument. We're investigating what happens when the intercision is made with the patient in a conscious state, and of course that couldn't be done with the Maystadt process. So Lord Asriel?""Perhaps you haven't heard," said Mrs. Coulter. "Lord Asriel is under suspended sentence of death. One of the conditions of his exile in Svalbard was that he give up his philosophical work entirely. Unfortunately, he managed to obtain books and materials, and he's pushed his heretical investigations to the point where it's positively dangerous to let him live. At any rate, it seems that the Vatican Council has begun to debate the question of the sentence of death, and the probability is that it'll be carried out. But your new instrument, Doctor. How does it work?"
Yes, it was a curious discovery by Lord Asriel himself that gave us the key to the new method. He discovered that an alloy of manganese and titanium has the property of insulating body from daemon. By the way, what is happening with"Ah-yes-sentence of death, you say? Gracious God...I'm sorry. The new instrument. We're investigating what happens when the intercision is made with the patient in a conscious state, and of course that couldn't be done with the Maystadt process. So Lord Asriel?""Perhaps you haven't heard," said Mrs. Coulter. "Lord Asriel is under suspended sentence of death. One of the conditions of his exile in Svalbard was that he give up his philosophical work entirely. Unfortunately, he managed to obtain books and materials, and he's pushed his heretical investigations to the point where it's positively dangerous to let him live. At any rate, it seems that the Vatican Council has begun to debate the question of the sentence of death, and the probability is that it'll be carried out. But your new instrument, Doctor. How does it work?"
2009年2月22日星期日
Gustav Klimt dancer
Gustav Klimt dancerGustav Klimt Adam and EveFrederic Remington The CowboyThomas Kinkade venice
Pantalaimon give a chirrup of recognition, and turned to find Billy Costa standing just behind her.
"Roger told me you was here," he muttered.
"Your and plates Billy and Roger both told her as much as they knew. Billy had heard from a nurse that children who had had the operation were often taken to hostels further south, which might explain how Tony Makarios came to be wandering in the wild. But Roger had something even more interesting to tell her.
"I found a hiding place," he said.brother's coming, and John Faa and a whole band of gyptians," she said. "They're going to cried aloud with joy, but subdued the cry into a cough."And you got to call me Lizzie," Lyra said, "never Lyra. And you got to tell me everything you know, right."They sat together, with Roger close by. It was easier to do this at lunchtime, when children spent more time coming and going between the tables and the counter, where bland-looking adults served equally bland food. Under the clatter of knives and forks
Pantalaimon give a chirrup of recognition, and turned to find Billy Costa standing just behind her.
"Roger told me you was here," he muttered.
"Your and plates Billy and Roger both told her as much as they knew. Billy had heard from a nurse that children who had had the operation were often taken to hostels further south, which might explain how Tony Makarios came to be wandering in the wild. But Roger had something even more interesting to tell her.
"I found a hiding place," he said.brother's coming, and John Faa and a whole band of gyptians," she said. "They're going to cried aloud with joy, but subdued the cry into a cough."And you got to call me Lizzie," Lyra said, "never Lyra. And you got to tell me everything you know, right."They sat together, with Roger close by. It was easier to do this at lunchtime, when children spent more time coming and going between the tables and the counter, where bland-looking adults served equally bland food. Under the clatter of knives and forks
2009年2月20日星期五
Claude Monet A Corner of the Studio
Claude Monet A Corner of the StudioJohannes Vermeer girl with the pearl earringDiane Romanello Autumn Road
light flickered under a snow-thick roof, and Lyra thought she saw pale faces behind some of the windowpanes, and imagined their astonishment to see a child riding a great white bear.
At the center armor.
The man spoke in words she couldn't understand. lorek Byrnison replied in the same language, and the man gave a little moan of fear.
"He thinks we are devils," lorek told Lyra. "What shall I say?"of the little village there was an open space next to the jetty, where boats had been drawn up, mounds under the snow. The noise of the dogs was deafening, and just as Lyra thought it must have wakened everyone, a door opened and a man came out holding a rifle. His wolverine daemon leaped onto the woodstack beside the door, scattering snow.Lyra slipped down at once and stood between him and lorek Byrnison, conscious that she had told the bear there was no need for his
light flickered under a snow-thick roof, and Lyra thought she saw pale faces behind some of the windowpanes, and imagined their astonishment to see a child riding a great white bear.
At the center armor.
The man spoke in words she couldn't understand. lorek Byrnison replied in the same language, and the man gave a little moan of fear.
"He thinks we are devils," lorek told Lyra. "What shall I say?"of the little village there was an open space next to the jetty, where boats had been drawn up, mounds under the snow. The noise of the dogs was deafening, and just as Lyra thought it must have wakened everyone, a door opened and a man came out holding a rifle. His wolverine daemon leaped onto the woodstack beside the door, scattering snow.Lyra slipped down at once and stood between him and lorek Byrnison, conscious that she had told the bear there was no need for his
2009年2月18日星期三
Andrea Mantegna The Madonna of the Cherubim
Andrea Mantegna The Madonna of the CherubimAndrea Mantegna The Adoration of the ShepherdsAndrea Mantegna St George
that the tin itself moved slowly over the wood.
"I've heard of them clockwork devils, but never seen one," John Faa said. "There en't no way of taming it and turning it . Not a grand cabin, to be sure; in fact, little more than a closet with a bunk and a scuttle, which was the proper name for porthole. She stowed her few things in the drawer below the bunk and ran up excitedly to lean over the rail and watch England vanish behind, only to find that most of England had vanished in the mist before she got there.
But the rush of water below, the movement in the air, the ship's lights back, I do know that much. Nor is it any use weighing it down with lead and dropping it in the ocean, because one day it'd rust through and out the devil would come and make for the child wherever she was. No, we'll have to keep it by, and exercise our vigilance."Lyra being the only female on board (for John Faa had decided against taking women, after much thought), she had a cabin to herself
that the tin itself moved slowly over the wood.
"I've heard of them clockwork devils, but never seen one," John Faa said. "There en't no way of taming it and turning it . Not a grand cabin, to be sure; in fact, little more than a closet with a bunk and a scuttle, which was the proper name for porthole. She stowed her few things in the drawer below the bunk and ran up excitedly to lean over the rail and watch England vanish behind, only to find that most of England had vanished in the mist before she got there.
But the rush of water below, the movement in the air, the ship's lights back, I do know that much. Nor is it any use weighing it down with lead and dropping it in the ocean, because one day it'd rust through and out the devil would come and make for the child wherever she was. No, we'll have to keep it by, and exercise our vigilance."Lyra being the only female on board (for John Faa had decided against taking women, after much thought), she had a cabin to herself
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