Make Nokia E6 Even Stronger With PowerPoint Reading Ability

Last few months when Apple and Android Smartphone manufactures like HTC, Samsung are busy in the battle, lots of so called “analyst” and “expert” are claiming that Symbian system is going to dead. The Symbian has long been dead in their mouth, but the former cell phone emperor Finnish Nokia never admitted that. This April, Nokia announced a new Symbian 3^ Smartphone – Nokia E6, a revolutionary phone with dedicated design.

At the first glance, you would feel it looks quite like a Blackberry Smartphone for the full QWERTY keyboard. Because of the large keyboard, the touch screen is very small, just 2.4-inch (640x480 pixels), nearly half of some HTC or Samsung Android Samrtphones. Nokia E6 measures 115.5x59x10.5mm and weighs 133g; it is a thin and light phone. The hardware of Nokia phones is far from strong. For Nokia E6, only 680 MHz ARM 11 processor (likely single-core), 256MB of RAM are equipped. However its camera is relatively strong. The 8M camera is capable of auto focus, dual-LED flash and 720p HD video recording at 25FPS.

As you know Nokia E6 is another Symbian business mobility solution, so we could understand its low hardware. Its portability with thin and light body, usability with full keyboard and Symbian system and special design make it a truly business Smartphone.

For businessmen, reading PowerPoint is inevitable, you won’t take your laptop with you all the way because of this. So let Nokia E6 to help you. Though PowerPoint file is not directly supported by Nokia E6, you can still watch PowerPoint on Nokia E6 after converting it to other formats. If you just need to read the text on the PowerPoint slides, you could save PowerPoint as PDF. However, saving PPT as video using Moyea PPT to Video Converter can not only preserve all the original PowerPoint elements like animations, transitions, music and video clips but also prevent others from editing the file.

Step 1. Install and run the PPT to Nokia E6 converter and click Add to import PPT files. All PowerPoint versions are supported and you can add several files at one time with no number limit.

Step 2. Choose a proper output video format for Nokia E6 and further adjust the video and audio parameters in Settings dialog box.

Step 3. After the above preparations, you can just press the Start button and the conversion will be completed in a few minutes.

Then you should be able to transfer the output PowerPoint video to your Nokia E6 for reading later.

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3 Add-ons to Greatly Improve Your Firefox Performance!

I am a Firefox fan. I have been used Firefox since 2007, at that time, the version is just at Firefox 2. Before that I have used other browsers too, like IE, Opera, Safari and other IE-based browsers, but none of them surprised me so much as Firefox do.

The best of Firefox is beyond itself but the add-ons. Millions of add-ons provides with various functions we needed. If you want a function, install an add-on. You can remove it as you like if not needed. After so many years of Firefox using experiences, I have reduced my add-on list down to only 3. With these 3 add-ons, Firefox performances could be greatly improved.

1.Adblock Plus

This add-on remains on the top list for all Firefox users. It is delicately designed to block the ads on webpages. After adding the add-on, you need to subscribe a few "Filter Subscription", usually in different languages, just choose according to your own need.

2.DownloadHelper

What do you usually do when surfing on the internet. Let me guess! Most of people either read news or watching online videos (or listening online music). For many video sharing websites such the most famous YouTube, it doesn't offer a "download" link for you to save the video onto your local drive. So this add-on will help you now. After installing the add-on, when you open a webpage, it will automatically pick out the download hyperlink for you. Then you could download the videos with just one mouse click!

3.Greasemonkey

A very powerful add-on to enhance your web browsing experiences. Most of the add-ons are designed to add functions to Firefox, but this one is different, it changes the webpage code! You need to install scripts so that Greasemonkey could work. Here are my script choices:

(1)userscripts updater:

You should install this script first, so that the scripts installed later could be updated automatically if new versions are available.

(2)super next page:

It will automatically load the next page in background process, save you lots of time especially when you are reading novels or forums.

(3)google multi-account login:

It enables you to login several google account at the same time. You can easily switch between the account without typing in account name and password any more.

This is how I use Firefox. I am the person long for simplicity, the less the better, so the 3 Firefox add-ons above are quite enough for me!

What other great add-ons are you using, plz feel free to share with us below in the comment field.

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5 Firefox Add-ons recommended to download YouTube videos for free!

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How to Choose Laptop Graphics Card? AMD or Nvidia?

I don't really know how much knowledge do you know about the graphics card of PCs and laptops.
1. basically Nvidia card are better for games for many game developers will make special optimization for Nvidia card.

2. There mainly two graphics card brand on market: AMD (former ATI) and Nvidia. Since about 2006, both manufactures have used this f**king strategy of confusing card numbers. Now, it doesn't mean a card with a bigger number would be better.

3. for Nvidia, they have 3 levels:
GTX > GTS > GT.
for each level, like GT 540, the first means the generation, the second number means the level (higher the better), the third number also higher the better.

for AMD card, like AMD HD 6850:
the second number tells us the level:
4 and 5: low
6 and 7: mid
8 and 9: high

The third number higher the better, the highest would be 9.
the 4th number is always be 0.

4. technology
for now the highest is GDDR 5 which would bring 40% higher performance for the same card in GDDR3.
The first GDDR5 is out in 2008, and popular since 2010.
the above 2 cards are both in GDDR3, so it is not good enough.

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Michael Jackson Birthday - Wallpapers and 10 Best Songs

Related: Unique DVD Movie in Memory of Michael Jackson

Time really flies, I didn't realized that Michael Jackson has passed away for 2 years. He is surely the most famous pop singer of the history, not one of, but the one. His songs, dance walks and styles, all give great pleasure to our lives. We used to look forward to his return concert but when we heard that he has gone to king of kings, we felt like we have just lost a family member.

Michael Jackson's birthday has just passed on August 29th, I want to say to you: Happy birthday!

Here I would like to share My favorite Michael Jackson wallpapers and 10 best songs to celebrate his birthday.

Michael Jackson Birthday Wallpapers

Michael Jackson Birthday Wallpaper 1

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Michael Jackson Birthday Wallpaper 5

Michael Jackson Birthday Wallpaper 6

Favorite 10 Best Songs of Michael Jackson

1. The Way You Make Me Feel - 1987

2. You Are Not Alone - 1995

3. Human Nature - 1995

4. Man In The Mirror - 1988

5. Beat It! - 1983

6. Rock With You - 1979

7. Billie Jean - 1983

8. Black And White - 1991

9. P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing) - 1983

10. Thriller - 1982

Convert Michael Jackson PPT to video for memory

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Father's Day Story 3

Years ago, there was a very wealthy man who, with his devoted young son, shared a passion for art collecting. Together they traveled around the world, adding only the finest art treasures to their collection. Priceless works by Picasso, Van Gogh, Monet and many others adorned the walls of the family estate. The widowed elder man looked on with satisfaction as his only child became an experienced art collector. The son's trained eye and sharp business mind caused his father to beam with pride as they dealt with art collectors around the world.

As winter approached, war engulfed the nation, and the young man left to serve his country. After only a few short weeks, his father received a telegram. His beloved son was missing in action. The art collector anxiously awaited more news, fearing he would never see his son again. Within days, his fears were confirmed; the young man had died while rushing a fellow soldier to a medic. Distraught and lonely, the old man faced the upcoming Christmas holidays with anguish and sadness. The joy of the season, that he and his son had so looked forward to, would visit his house no longer.

On Christmas morning, a knock on the door awakened the depressed old man. As he walked to the door, the masterpieces of art on the walls only reminded him that his son was not coming home. As he opened the door, he was greeted by a soldier with a large package in his hands. He introduced himself to the man by saying, "I was a friend of your son's. I was the one he was rescuing when he died. May I come in for a few moments? I have something to show you." As the two began to talk, the soldier told of how the man's son had told everyone of his, not to mention his father's, love of fine art.

"I am an artist," said the soldier, "and I want to give you this." As the old man unwrapped the package, the paper gave way to reveal a portrait of the man's son. Though the world would never consider it the work of a genius, the painting featured the young man's face in striking detail. Overcome with emotion, the man thanked the soldier, promising to hang the picture above the fireplace. A few hours later, after the soldier had departed, the old man set about his task. True to his word, the painting went above the fireplace, pushing aside thousands of dollars
worth of art. His task completed, the old man sat in his chair and spent Christmas gazing at the gift he had been given.

During the days and weeks that followed, the man realized that even though his son was no longer with him, the boy's life would live on because of those he had touched. He would soon learn that his son had rescued dozens of wounded soldiers before a bullet stilled his caring heart. As the stories of his son's gallantry continued to reach him, fatherly pride and satisfaction began to ease his grief. The painting of his son soon became his most prized possession, far eclipsing any interest in the pieces for which museums around the world clamored. He told his neighbors it was the greatest gift he had ever received.

The following spring, the old man became ill and passed away. The art world was in anticipation, that with the collector's passing, and his only son dead, those paintings would be sold at auction. According to the will of the old man, all of the art works would be auctioned on Christmas Day, the day he had received the greatest gift. The day soon arrived and art collectors from around the world gathered to bid on some of the world's most spectacular paintings. Dreams would be fulfilled this day; greatness would be achieved as many would claim, "I have the greatest collection." The auction began with a painting that was not on any museum's list. It was the painting of the man's son. The auctioneer asked for an opening bid, but the room was silent. "Who will open the bidding with $100?" he asked. Minutes passed, and no one spoke. From the back of the room came a voice, "Who cares about that painting? It's just a picture of his son." "Let's forget about it and move on to the good stuff," more voices echoed in agreement. "No, we have to sell this one first," replied the auctioneer. "Now, who will take the son?" Finally, a neighbor of the old man spoke. "Will you take ten dollars for the painting? That's all I have. I knew the boy, so I'd like to have it." "I have ten dollars. Will anyone go higher?" called the auctioneer. After more silence, the auctioneer said, "Going once, going twice, gone." The gavel fell. Cheers filled the room and someone exclaimed, "Now we can get on with it and bid on the real treasures!" The auctioneer looked at the audience and announced that the auction was over.

Stunned disbelief quieted the room. Someone spoke up and asked, "What do you mean, it's over? We didn't come here for a picture of some old guy's son. What about all of these paintings? There are millions of dollars worth of art here! I demand that you explain what is going on!" The auctioneer replied, "It's very simple. According to the will of the father, whoever takes the son ... gets it all."

Puts things into perspective, doesn't it? Just as those art collectors discovered on Christmas Day, the message is still the same: the love of a Father, whose greatest joy came from his Son who went away and gave his life rescuing others. And because of that Father's love, whoever takes the Son gets it all.

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Father's Day Story 2

Once upon a time there was a woman who had a baby boy. The other half of the boy’s DNA was never in his life. Never paid a dime and never laid an eye on his creation. This was fine and even good for the woman. No need for complications or a dead-beat.

However when the boy was old enough to know what “Dad” was, he would ask from the backseat of the car, “Do I have a dad?”

In the front seat, hidden from the boy’s view, the woman would flinch. Promising always to tell the boy the truth, she’d say, “You do but we don’t know where he lives. And you know, you don’t need a dad. You have Grandma and Grandpa and a Mommy who loves you as much as two parents could love a boy. We don’t need a dad.”

The answer would always appease the boy in the same manner as if you were born without an arm. You would never know what it was like to have an arm… and therefore never miss it.

As the years went on the woman’s boyfriends came and went with no one being “Dad” material. She knew it from the rough way they would act around the boy or the fake smile they would put on for him. But mostly it was the boy himself that would tell her in his own quiet way.

Along with the years came bullies who asked the boy, “Why don’t you have a dad?” or “Where is your dad?” These questions always socked the woman in the stomach more than they bothered the boy because again… he never had an arm to begin with.

Then came that one unseasonably cool summer night where the woman met a man. A man with a genuine smile, an infectious laugh and a good soul. It wasn’t just the best first date ever, it was the beginning of something wonderful.

Despite hesitation from others, the woman introduced the boy to the man within a matter of days. She knew the boy was the best barometer of character. And instantly the woman knew this was different. They played ball. The man was patient with the overthrows and complimentary of the boys skill without being saccharine.

Time went on and the man and woman became closer. Time went on and the man and boy became closer.

After just six months the man asked the woman to marry him. He made sure to propose during a time that the boy was around. Because in truth the man was hoping that both of them would say “YES!”

Soon after the engagement, the boy said words he had never uttered in his ten years of life. The boy, of his own volition without want or coaxing from anyone said to the man, “Hi Dad.”

The man smiled his warm smile, paused and simply replied, “Hi Son.”

On this first official Father’s Day the man will watch baseball and play catch with his son. And the boy will grab on to his dad and ask him to play.

And all the while, the woman, the wife, the mother will smile a smile that is of pure light from her very happy heart.

There is no “The End” to this story. There is just “The Beginning”.

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Father's Day Story 1

My Dad, some ninety plus years now, sat feebly on the patio bench. He didn't move, just sat with his head down staring at his hands. I sat down beside him. He didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if he was okay.

Finally, not really wanting to disturb him but wanting to check on him at the same time, I asked him if he was okay. He raised his head and looked at me and smiled.

Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking, he said in a clear strong voice. I didn't mean to disturb you, Dad, but you were just sitting there staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were alright.

"Have you ever looked at your hands?" he asked. "I mean really looked at your hands?"

I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them over, palms up and then palms down. No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as I tried to figure out the point he was making.

Dad smiled and related this story: "Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you well throughout your years. These hands, though wrinkled, shriveled and weak have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab and embrace life."

"They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler I crashed upon the floor. They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back. As a child my mother taught me to fold them in prayer. They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots. They dried the tears of my children and caressed the love of my life. They wiped my tears when my son went off to war."

"They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent. They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold you as a newborn daughter. Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved someone special."

"They wrote the letters home and trembled and shook when I buried my parents and spouse. They have held children, consoled neighbors, and shook in fists of anger when I didn't understand. They have covered my face, combed my hair, washed and cleansed the rest of my body."

They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw. And to this day when not much of anything else on me works real well these hands hold me up, lay me down, and again continue to fold in prayer. These hands are the mark of where I've been and the ruggedness of my life."

"But more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach out and take when He leads me home. And with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use these hands to touch the face of Christ." ----

After that day, I will never look at my hands the same again.

But I remember God reached out and took my Dad's hands and led him home. When my hands are hurt of sore or when I stroke the face of my children and husband I think of Dad. I know he has been stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God.

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