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2022 was the year in which I've learned to accept that a toothbrush costs more than a few cents and that I have to start using a new one more often than ~ twice a year. It's not actually that much money that goes into toothbrushes compared to other things adult me has to pay for.

I remember when #Firefox got the new feature to re-open the last closed tab. That was a real useful invention. Do you know what we did before that was possible? … Yes, it was exactly how you imagine it.

I also remember when web #browsers didn't have #tabs. I'm still not sure whether that was such a good invention after all. Why is there no popular alternative? Opera folded a long time ago with its thumbnail buttons. There are extensions to order, manage and group tabs differently. I think I'd like to try vertical tabs in a bar again for a while. Or just separate windows. Let the window manager manage them. There must be a good reason why every attempt to do that is quickly abandoned. But I'd still like to try it. There are browsers that don't have tabs. But those don't have an engine that I'd like to use for daily web browsing.

It doesn't look like there's any interesting setting to change the tab display in Fitefox.

Write Noodles belong in the osophagus, not the trachea. 100 times and bring me the sheets when you're done! No talking or leaving the room until then. And write legible, or you can start over!

poetry

It was recently put into my mind that a purpose of poetry might be to conver emotions independent from the meaning of its words, phrases and sentences. It might not matter that one doesn't understand the words and lines of poetry or can't relate to what they say. One can take away something from it anyway, by obtaining some mood or getting an idea or a case for thought.

That bis a new idea to me. Kepping that in mind, I may be able to enjoy more poetry. As long as I don't feel compelled to try to understand what must be the one true meaning of a piece of poetry, I may get something else out of it, whether it's what the author intended or thought of or not.

That thought shouldn't feel so new to me. There is music that I enjoy listening to without understanding the lyrics, either because I don't know the language and never bothered to translate them or because their meaning isn't clear to me. And there is Sigur Rós whose lyrics are mostly in "Volenska", a language that has no meaning by itself. The voice is more like an instrument. I enjoy many of their songs. But I usually expect a poem to have a clear meaning. Maybe not anymore.

Als Merkel neulich "Ukarine" versprach, musste ich an Früchte denken.

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Eine Hand zeigt präsentierend auf an einem Strauch oder Baum hängende Früchte, die wie Mandarinen aussehen, aber blau und gelb sind (die obere Hälfte blau, die untere Hälfte gelb, wie die Ukrainische Flagge). Darunter steht "Ist das eine Ukarine?"
Eine Hand zeigt präsentierend auf an einem Strauch oder Baum hängende Früchte, die wie Mandarinen aussehen, aber blau und gelb sind (die obere Hälfte blau, die untere Hälfte gelb, wie die Ukrainische Flagge). Darunter steht "Ist das eine Ukarine?"