I literally don't know the password to my phone. I know of it, and how to type it in, but even at gunpoint / threat of contempt, I couldn't tell you what it is.

Come on, I still use Netscape.

One of my buddies is buying a Leaf.

The problem is this: once you test drive an electric car, you're done with shitty ICE forever. Nothing has better torque, better acceleration... and that's what the gold ol' 'murkin cahs are sold as, muscle.

Put them up against something electric, and these so-called "Muscle cars" are just saggy old curlbros trying to get big arms to draw attention away from their massive beer bellies.

Give him a break, he's using IE and this is as fast as he can post.

Meh, I live in Canada, future home of 250,000 km of tropical coastline.

What's your retirement plan? I've invested all my RRSPs (like a 401k) into scuba gear and sunblock.

Dive Nanasvik!

Thank you, I wasn't sure what they meant by the imminent threat.

We had the same ruling up here in Canada, although you do have to lock your phone with a password. It requires a specific type of warrant, not a general warrant.

No fucking kidding. I wouldn't trust the client when I did FUCKING HOBBY GAME PROGRAMMING in my spare weekend time.

And that was to check that someone's magic sword wasn't bothering other players.

Fuckin' hacks.

That's why your whisky is crap.

I agree. A more sensible solution would be to mandate that the infringing website be changed to say "the GW1000 product relies on technology stolen from Equustek . To buy the original product, visit Equustek " Make them put up a link to the original product.

Order that the defendants pay for the hosting for 100 years or whatever.

Finally, bar the defendants from working together and/or working on similar technology.

I'm not sure what the judge's problem is though. What you carry out in your brain is yours to keep in Canada.

In the book, it's not just that Han shoots first.

(Yes, there's a book.)

It's that every single person in the bar except Greedo knew that it was a Bad Idea to let Han get his hands under the table. They even started moving out of the blast zone, smirking.

Han's a tough motherfucker, and Greedo was fucked the moment he signed on for credits. He's a survivor, and the only reason Luke and Obi-Wan lived is because Han is one of the only pilots to enter hyperspace with his shields on. (Costing excess fuel and a minor environmental problem.)

Look at the ambush with Vader at Bespin -- Han doesn't shoot a look at Leia, no one-liners, neither a "you asshole!" to Lando nor a "it's a trap!", he just pulls out his blaster and starts blasting. Every shot is dead center, and it costs Vader something like FOUR force points to survive the attack.

Indeed.

I'm an EE. If the grid goes down and I've got carte blanche, I could get some semblance of electricity up and running in under a week. (Which would enable you to plug in your standard appliances.) I could get solar USB chargers working in the same time frame.

First you get the electricity, then you get the... power... uh... then you get the wom... can I start over?

I know how to make beer.

Deafness used to run in my family.

My cousin is stone deaf. There's a genetic thing on the women's side where sometimes the flap covering the semicircular window in the ear just doesn't fall off. This causes the hairs in the cochlea to atrophy and die, and cause permanent uncurable deafness.

Modern testing and surgery has made this a thing of the past. A quick test as a newborn checks for this via echo and a minor outpatient surgery is all it takes.

Fuck deafness. Sneak up behind it with a marching band and stab it in the neck.

Indeed. PLCs.NET has been great for my work in PLCs.

Let me know when someone starts making OLEDs.

They've all but stopped production. My guess is that there are far too many LCD panels sitting in warehouses to change the tech to OLED.

Yeah, that's what I was thinking. Are you going to steal my no money? Go right ahead.

It's like... if someone breaks into my house looking for money and valuables, I'll hand out flashlights, turn on the lights, and we'll all look together.

My CC is maxed, my LOC is full, my mortgage is full, and my savings are nil. Nothing like getting laid off just after finishing up a divorce.