Comment Re:Package Penetration (Score 1) 480
It eventually got returned to me, to my billing address, not shipping address. As a final insult, I opened the door to my flat just in time to see the driver basically throw the box (now mangled beyond belief anyway, trailing styrofoam peanuts and cardboard bits) the last couple of feet onto my stairs. He looked at me and just said "What." then walked off.
Amazingly, the computer stuff inside was undamaged beyond a few bent bits of metal and some cracked plastic. What else to do but to hire a repair consultant (ie. me) to repair the damage (ie. bend the metal back with pliers) fabricate a stack of invoices for a fair repair cost (ie. 99% of the insured value) before reshipping with UPS.
To their credit they paid the claim without question.
Comment Re:Frustrating (Score 1) 63
Comment Re:Light makes a huge difference... to some people (Score 1) 144
Comment Re:Headline Is So Very Wrong (Score 1) 1193
I'm not rallying against income disparity here (nor advocating Communism!)-- the world is an inherently cruel & unfair place; we create society to mitigate against that.
Comment Re:Headline Is So Very Wrong (Score 1) 1193
The beer *is* everything we need and want, and the role of gov't (the bar) is to ensure that system continues to operate, which necessarily benefits the wealthy more than the poor as it's the same system in which they were able to become wealthy in the first place.
It's disingenuous to examine taxes solely from the perspective of direct benefit to an individual. "Taxes buy civilisation" is the old hackneyed phrase, but there's an amount of truth to it.
Speaking orthogonally, the Government of Ontario used to bottle and sell their own scotch ("GO Scotch" we called it), but I can assure you that was something you neither need nor want.
Comment Re:Headline Is So Very Wrong (Score 2, Insightful) 1193
Comment Re:They did it for the money. (Score 1) 973
Comment Re:Huh? (Score 1) 214
Comment Re:HERE'S AN IDEA (Score 1) 586
Comment Re:yeah yeah (Score 1) 186
Which made me very confused when I bought a $400 iPod at the Apple Store in San Francisco and they just swiped my card and sent me on my way. I asked the clerk what they'd do if I denied making the charge and he just looked at my blankly and confused, insisting the card-swipe was sufficient.
Journal Journal: The Great Paint (part 2)
Huzzah! The paint was ready as promised, and I was able to pick it up. Paint is funny stuff -- you look at a gallon of yellow paint and it looks like a banana smoothie. You can't possibly imagine it looking good on a wall. Then you slap up a few coats and it dries slightly darker and flatter and you end up pretty happy with the results. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Journal Journal: The Great Paint (part 1)
I'm tired of my wall. The big one -- the one that runs 2/3 the length of my condo. It's white. Note the same shade that every rental unit in San Francisco is painted -- the one I call "don't-get-too-comfortable beige". This is a nice white. But it's white, and it's boring and I'm tired of staring at it.
Journal Journal: Building Inspection
So I bought this condo recently. Nothing special, and in an area of town that can at best be described as "colourful", at worst as "crack alley". But the previous owners were nice enough to redo the terrible kitchen as part of the deal, so I had a nice gleaming food preparation area upon my taking possession.