I can personally attest that adblock failed on this one (at least initially -- I haven't seen it in a few days now). I run adblock and keep it up to date (on latest version of firefox), but still got the redirection. The attack is annoying because there is no way to cancel out of the dialog boxes it pops up, you only get the option of clicking ok. So one has to manually kill the browser...
I have the same problem in the Kenmore area. Dropped calls seem pretty frequent, especially just going the slightest bit into the interior of a building... I never had a problem with Sprint in this area. Now whenever I make a call I have to make sure to stand next to a window.
Just to clarify, I mean that is manufactured out of state, which of course is most beers...
This isn't true. Bottled beer from out of state (which can be purchased at bars or state liquor stores, but not at supermarkets or on draft) is not restricted to 3.2% One can buy plenty of high alcohol beers... (Barley Wines and such)
People who want beer that isn't watered down simply buy it at those locations... Home-brewing is also a very popular pastime there...
Well, I think many people have realized there is not much reason to own a DVD / Blueray disc. There are very few movies I will rewatch, and of those I do rewatch the frequency is so small (order of years) that an instant rental is a perfectly good option... For me it made more sense to buy a Blueray player and add Blueray access on Netflix than to spend lots of money buying Blueray discs I'll rarely watch.
With movies I prefer to see something I haven't seen than to rewatch one I have seen for the tenth time. But of course this is a personal preference, and I can understand some people like to repeatedly watch certain movies over and over.
Books and music are different. Books require a significantly longer time investment to finish, and music I will listen to over and over... Owning a copy is much more useful here.
A morsel of genuine history is a thing so rare as to be always valuable. -- Thomas Jefferson