Description:
A seven year old vulnerability has been re-introduced in Mozilla and Firefox, which can be exploited by malicious people to spoof the contents of web sites.

For more information:
SA11978

Secunia has constructed a test, which can be used to check if your browser is affected:
http://secunia.com/multiple_browsers_fra...lity_test/

The vulnerability has been confirmed in Firefox 1.0.4 and Mozilla 1.7.8. Other versions may also be affected.

Solution:
Do not browse untrusted web sites while browsing trusted sites.

From: Secunia http://secunia.com/advisories/15601/

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The never ending story

The most destructive habit...................Worry
The greatest Joy................................Giving
The greatest loss.........................Loss of selfrespect
The most satisfying work...............Helping others
The ugliest personality trait.............Selfishness
The most endangered species.........Dedicated leaders
Our greatest natural resource...............Our youth
The greatest "shot in the arm"..........Encouragement
The greatest problem to overcome.................Fear
The most effective sleeping pill........Peace of mind
The most crippling failure disease............Excuses
The most powerful force in life..................Love
The most dangerous pariah..................A gossiper
The world's most incredible computer........The brain
The worst thing to be without................... Hope
The deadliest weapon.......................The tongue
The two most powerfilled words..............."I Can"
The greatest asset..............................Faith
The most worthless emotion..................Selfpity
The most beautiful attire......................SMILE!
The most prized possession................Integrity
The most powerful channel of communication.....Prayer
The most contagious spirit.................Enthusiasm
The most important thing in life..................Almighty GOD

Great opportunities to help others seldom come, but small ones surround us every day.

Our Birth is our Opening Balance
Our Death is our Closing Balance
Our Prejudiced Views are our Liabilities
Our Creative Ideas are our Assets
Heart is our Current Asset
Soul is our Fixed Asset
Brain is our Fixed Deposit
Thinking is our Current Account
Achievements are our Capital
Character & Morals, our Stock-in-trade
Friends are our General Reserves
Values & Behaviour are our Goodwill

Patience is our Interest Earned
Love is our Dividend
Children are our Bonus Issues
Education is Brands / Patents
Knowledge is our Investment
Experience is our Premium Account
The Aim is to Tally the Balance Sheet Accurately.
The Goal is to get the Best Presented Accounts Award.

Afternoon

Every Wednesday we have a time of devotions. A time where all the staff can come in from the 'field' and share their problems and triumphs with God and each other. Each week, a staff member has the opportunity to host the devotions.

We have staff from other faiths working with us and they are encouraged to share their faith/beliefs with the team.

I listen to these beliefs and within my Spirit I can be joyful because as a Christian I have a God who LIVES!! unny: I have a God who has taken up residence in my heart and I have a God that is with me every day.

I get goosepimples when I think of what I have

Is Multigrain Provita's en kaas vir julle ook so lekker?

Ek het 'n pakkie present gekry, en kry nou eers kans om dit te geniet... so saam met 'n plakkie kaas! Skielik proe dit sommer baie lekker!

:daisy:

Ek is nou al donkie jare uit unny: Suid Afrika uit, en soms wonder ek of die Afrikaans wat ek praat, nog in Suid Afrika gepraat word. Ek besluit om so ‘n bietjie op die internet te loer wat die spelreëls se, en kon my oë oe nie glo toe ek lees "kappies is straightforward" nie.

Ek begin toe wonder of straightforward dan nou Afrikaans is,of is ek nou heeltemal deurmekaar , want skielik lyk en voel my Afrikaans nie meer so straightforward vir my nie. Ek weet dat ek nie meer behoorlik kan spel nie – wat aanmekaar moet wees, maak ek los, wat los is heg ek aanmekaar, wat gekoppel teken moet word, maak ek sommer twee woorde. In my soeke na ‘n paar antwoorde kom ek toe op ‘n paar interessante woorde af.

‘n Woord wat ook eg Engels klink, maar tog eg Afrikaans is, is die woord EARS. Toe ek dit die eerste keer lees, klink dit toe net soos die straightforward woord wat my pla. EARS het egter niks met ore te doen nie – dit is die akroniem vir "ernstige akute respiratoriese sindroom" wat die Afrikaans is vir die gevreesde woord SARS ("serious acute respiratory syndrome") wat ons almal so skrik op die lyf gejaag het.

In my bietjie rekenaars kennis wat ek het, het ek geleer hoe om ‘n "browser" te gebruik. Nooit eers daaraan gedink dat dit dalk ‘n Afrikaanse naam kan he nie – hier is dit dan : ((n)) leser, blaaier, rondblaaier. Dit klink so ongemaklik om van ‘n leser of ‘n rondblaaier te praat – wat daarvan as die leser of rondblaaier vir die muis skrik! En wil julle glo, ‘n mens kry tot ‘n kuberskurk of ‘n netskurk. Ek het ook nog nooit gehoor dat ‘skrap’ die Afrikaans vir ‘delete’ is nie. Natuurlik kan uitvee ook gebruik word, wat myns insiens beter klink as skrap.

Van die rekenaar spring ek dan na ‘n ander interessante brokkie – het julle dalk gewonder waar die woord geelsug vandaan kom. Dit is ‘n woord wat al in 1270 bekend is: Die geel verwys natuurlik na die geel kleur van die sieke, en die woord sug is ‘n vervorming van ‘n ouer Germaanse woord wat "siekte" beteken het, dus is geelsug die "geel siekte". Interessanter is dat daar ook in Nederlands ‘n betekenis ontstaan het van "begeerte na geld of goud" (wat geel is), en in die geval is die sug in verband gebring met "soeke na", wat ook in ‘n woord soos eersug steek.

Wanneer ek Suid Afrika toe gaan is almal altyd verbaas dat ek nog Afrikaans sonder ‘n aksent praat. Jou moedertaal praat is soos fietsry – al het jy vir jare nie gery nie, kan jy opklim en dadelik trap.

Laat gerus vir ons weet hoe jy dit vind om nog Afrikaans te praat. Tot volgende keer. :read:

Is it necessary/important to do "windows" updates?
I always keep updated with anti-virus & adaware but am curious to know about the "windows" updates too.
Would appreciate any advice about this.
Thanks.

Traveling the steep and winding road down into KwaXimba, I am immediately struck by the beauty of the region. Hill after hill, ravine after ravine, this has to be GodÂ’s own canvas. Rolling hills, blue skyÂ’s, Eagles soaring up above. Aloes and thorn bushes, wild flowers and butterflies add to the stunning beauty of the region. But it is only once you reach the bottom of the valley that the truth becomes visible and the canvas that, initially held my attention, begins now to reveal a new truth.

Poverty looms large as we travel through the first valley. Children standing by the side of the road wave but I am looking at the rags they wear. I wave back but my heart hurts. I see the homes built along the ridges, along the valley and along the dirt pathways, which tell another story. Homes made of mud and wattle that are collapsing; homes with rusted metal sheeting that are barely able to keep out the elements, homes that are in desperate need of repair, homes that I am told, house in excess of 40,000 people.

This is not going to be an easy day but working for Habitat for Humanity, many days are like this one. Days when you see the in balance of wealth in this world, days when no matter how hard you try to remain apart from what you see, the words of a child will draw your heart into their world, and their words will remain with you as a reminder as to why we at Habitat, do what we do.

Today, I have come to talk to the families who are caring for orphans. To find out, what life is like for the children whose parents have succumbed to the ravages of Aids. The stories will be many but in this first article I want to share with you some of the hopes and dreams of one of those families.

Scelo Shezi aged 20 is caring for his two younger brothers, Thabiso who is 7 and 6 year old Bonga. Their parents died in 1990 and 1998 and Scelo was left to raise Thabiso and Bonga on his own.

The Shezi family lives in a two roomed, mud and wattle house which has very little furniture and only one single bed for all three to sleep in. I had taken along balloons and small toys for the children and so as we inflated the balloons, and working through Nathi, the KwaXimba project manager as my interpreter, asked Thabiso what he wanted to be when he grew up. Thabiso was fairly shy but with some encouragement from Nathi, he began to speak in Zulu, “I want to be an Umlungu when I am big”. Not understanding what Thabiso had said, I turned to Nathi who explained to me that Umlungu meant a white person. In that one sentence, Thabiso had laid bare his heart, he wanted to be white.

My heart felt heavy and very sad. I had no response for Thabiso but I know that in the coming months, Habitat for Humanity will reach out to this child as to the many others with the love we have for him and his brothers. We will through the KwaXimba project build Thabiso a new home. Where he will be able to grow and live in safety with his brothers.

Scelo, listening all the while explained to me that he had dropped out of school in standard 8 to care for his siblings. He has temporary work from time to time but he has constant worry about how to feed the little ones. Scelo wants to honor his father by providing for his brothers. He wants a decent house in which to raise Thabiso and Bonga and when I spoke to Scelo about a new house, he said, “When asked where I live, I point in the vague direction of this place, but when I have a Habitat house, I will be proud and point to the Habitat house and It will bring honor to my family”.

On Saturday on the way back from Loch Lomond, we saw all these 4x4's parked, and suddenly we saw 3 sheep running with a sheep dog behind it.

They had a competion - dog trailing I believe it is - where the dog needs to get the 3 sheep into a pen. It was so interesting to watch the dog, as he is obedient to his masters whistle. Amazing. He finally got them in. The other dogs were all so restless - all wanting to get out there and collect the sheep.

It was quite facinating as I have never seen it before - alive that is.

:daisy:

There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.

He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.

He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.

Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.

One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"

Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.

The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.

He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.

Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !"

Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives

a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.

b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.

c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.

d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure.

Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament