I already had 3.5 weeks of vacation time I had to spend by the end of the year, and now there’s another 5 days (unpaid, sigh) I’ll have to take off in September alone. I’m thinking whatever I do, it has to be cheap, which probably means local. Maybe I can take the scooter on the ferry, see how far it can go with an assist. =p
I really wanted to take a ride on the zeppelin that’s visiting town, but at $400 for a ride, I think not, at least not anymore.
Gah, stupid microsoft.
I canceled my xbox live account months ago, in response to their homophobic practices. Today I get spam from them letting me know about some new pricing model they are coming out with. The mail basically says “yeah, there’s no unsubscribe option because you gave us money once, so the law can’t stop us, so we aren’t going to even let you ask us to stop, screw you!”.
Yeah, that totally makes me rethink my plans on never subscribing to xbox live again. Not.
UPDATE: The xbox-live-support-by-email-tech suggested calling 1-800-469-9269
I love the internet, most of the time.
Like when it can supply me with not just the name of a half-remembered tv-miniseries, but the entirety of it. Mark Harmon has had a long career, even if I don’t realize it sometimes.
The film is just as over-the-top-silly as I remembered it. Caricature villains, a rigid social structure under autocratic rule offered up as a impossible utopia to the messiness of a real world under democracy, doomed by the frailties of human ego.
And yet, it still manages to age remarkable well. It helps that 90% of their time is spent on a liner built during WW2.
Most annoying plot hole is the whole “it’ll never work” rigmarole over the heat exchanger. What exactly did the script writer think the difference was between a heat exchanger based on lava, and a scotch boiler based on oil? Pointing out that simply generating more oxygen doesn’t remove carbon-dioxide would have been more believable. Whatever.
Confirmation and consequences, no clue how long it will take to find out what comes next.
You know it’s not good news, when the doctor calls you at home to tell you about a test result.
When I foursquared in this morning, it was all working fine, but by the time I got to Nickerson Street Saloon for lunch, it was dead of the worst sort. PC doesn’t recognize any sort of device being plugged in. sigh.
UPDATE: I would swear I had done all the possible combinations of the two buttons available to me, for the standard 10 seconds. Then again, he said it was 15 seconds of holding down both home and power. So far, looks OK again. All things crash.
The ICP-lite band ( I dunno ICP well enough to know if they were a cover band, or just a tribute-in-style band) passed out pillows at one point for the mosh pit to play with. If you watch the next few shots in sequence, you can see the kid in red hit someone who doesn’t react entirely happily. Too bad I didn’t realize what I was capturing at the time, to follow through.
Something has gone wrong with the t-mobile tower that serves my house, and I’m wavering between getting 3-bars of service that don’t actually work, and straight up “no service” error messages. Of course you can’t get any sort of customer support out of t-mobile without a phone; they claim to have a chat support system, but it doesn’t actually work, and they don’t offer any support by email. Too bad I finally kicked my land line to the curb. At least the cable modem still works.
Nothing like finding a release stopping bug 24 hours after you burnt the final CD’s to send to manufacturing.
ARGH.
