
My HP ProLiant MicroServer Gen8 stopped working the other day. It had been running almost non-stop for 10 years.
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My HP ProLiant MicroServer Gen8 stopped working the other day. It had been running almost non-stop for 10 years.
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CFexpress (CFe), announced in 2016, is based on PCI Express and NVM Express (NVMe) technologies.
It is possible to convert M.2 2230 NVMe SSDs into CFe Type B cards using adapters.
The rationale behind this conversion is that the price per gigabyte will likely be much lower than that of “proper” CFe cards.
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An event organized by the Hong Kong Refugee Ministry Group at the Church of Christ in China Wanchai Church in response to the 2021 World Refugee Day.

We Chinese say “the gray bids farewell to the dark” when a youth dies before his or her parents. This is exceptionally sad for the bereaved, for naturally the old pass away before the young. To make the matter worse, such deaths are often associated with acute illnesses or accidents, contributing to the grief of those who remain.
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“Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.”
Have you ever been asked, “what is your biggest regret in life?”, or, “if you’re given a chance to make another choice in one thing in your life, what would it be?”
Some would say that their biggest regret was not showing and expressing love towards their loved ones who had already left them when they were still alive. Some others would say that they wouldn’t have done or said something that deeply hurt their parents, children, brothers, sisters, friends or colleagues.
What would be yours?
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The Ecumenical Unity Service of 2020 was held on Jan-21 in Kowloon Union Church. This year the theme was “They Showed Us Unusual Kindness” based on the story of St. Paul’s perilous sea journey as told in Acts 27-28. The materials were prepared by an ecumenical working group of churches in Malta and Gozo.

The cab was entering the roundabout, I pointed at a nearby spot and signalled the driver to stop there. I clumsily got off the taxi with my camera and bag and he thanked me for the little tip. “Ma’a salama,” I bade farewell to him with my broken Arabic as he began to drive away.
Those were the last words in our short time together.
Those were also probably the last words between us in this life. What’s the chance of us meeting again? A traveller from thousands of miles away, and a taxi driver among the thousands of men of the same trade in Amman.
I started walking to the church to meet Pastor Hanna Massad. It was 2011.