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A useful reference anyway, but also a little reminder of the dangers of shafting your customers when they can and will put together some advertising for you.
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Unreliable information since 1972
A useful reference anyway, but also a little reminder of the dangers of shafting your customers when they can and will put together some advertising for you.
This entry was originally published at my workblog.
Some weeks ago, I order my mother’s christmas presents, and amazon assured me that I’d have them in time for christmas.
They lied, and I am faced with trying to buy my mother something at the airport tomorrow. This is the second time they have fucked me royally at the festive season.
I am not the only one they have done this to. They’ve shafted my colleague, too. And he’s provided a bit of help for anyone else that might be in the same boat. Do us both a favour, and pass the link around kids.
(And in all seriousness, if anyone knows anyone that works at Amazon, and would be willing to put this in front of them in a serious spirit of “we’d like to talk to someone about the standard of service you provide”, then please, do let me know…)
Left the office early, for a job interview, and am home a lot sooner that I might otherwise be, so I’ve got time to do a pointless meme.
1. How can I tell if you are angry?
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Couple of interesting looking web apps in here as well as all the obvious contenders, even if I still want to spit whenever someone says “Web 2.0″.
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Linked up as an example of the old cyberpunk maxim “the street finds its own uses for things”. Put the info out there, let people use it how they want. Even if it is to wipe their arses with.
Explaining why there’s a gap to be jumped in current CGI technology – there’s a point at the near-human end of the curve where something is just off enough to put people right off their breakfast.
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I’ve half written several LJ entries and ditched them over the last few weeks, trying to do my usual annual job of working out where my head is at after another year. And today, on the tube home, I read the best summation I can think of of why I have:
“I think it’s time for me to ditch all that surface dialogue stuff and have a dark night of the soul instead. I resolve to write down what I really think and feel. Work out in words what it is to be me and once that is done my works that detail the deeply personal will illuminate the universal. But now that I’ve tried to think about what I really think I realise that not only will nobody else give a toss about what I think or feel, but I don’t give a fuck either.
We get tired. We get down. We get happy. We get hungry. We want love. We want to feel good about ourselves. We want to think that there is more than there is. We want to make the world a better place. We want to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony.” – Bill Drummond, The Wild Highway
In these troubled times we are living in, I feel that it is important to say, as loudly and clearly as one can: “Fuck you, Disney.“
Just a note to self. Vague unformed ideas, and possible plans. Ignore me.
An interesting anti-piracy experiment, and Soderbergh has some solid and sensible points about the need for better rights/copyright law.
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I was at the whisky society with burge tonight. She drank this whisky. It was fucking fantastic, and I wanted some. I especially wanted some for myself, because I think it would have gone fucking brilliantly with a good cigar.
They’re sold out.
I’m going to crawl into a corner and cry, now.
(Anyone fancy drinking a few good whiskies in the next week or two?)