Verizon wouldn't lie to me! To the future!
Also, whenever the name Susan comes up I think of this:
Verizon wouldn't lie to me! To the future!
Also, whenever the name Susan comes up I think of this:
A couple of years ago Loot Crate announced they were doing Star Trek “mission crates.” If you ordered a year of the crates (6 boxes of Star Trek related stuff) you would get a discount on a year of CBS All Access as a bonus.
I signed up on 8/23/17 and the first crate (according to my email) was shipped almost a year later. Turns out, Loot Crate had a lot of trouble creating these things. And while they included some fun t-shirts it was mostly crap I didn’t need. I got a few more of the crates and cancelled my subscription.
Then I forgot this thing ever existed. And forgot that I had paid for a year of crates (though I had paid for them 2 years ago). Forgotten about them until yesterday when the 3 remaining crates arrived on the same day. I was supposed to get them, according to the names of the crates, in July, Sept, and Nov of... 2018.
Better late than never, I suppose. The only wrinkle is that the fine folks at Loot Crate didn’t tell me these were coming. They just showed up. Why is that a problem? Each box includes a t-shirt, which is good. But I selected my size 2 years ago when I was much heavier so I went with XXL. I’m an XL now, and these fancy shirts (and I do quite like them) are way too big. Bummer.
I’ve reached out to Loot Crate support, so I’m hoping I can exchange them for a smaller size. Though the response of “we are working on our shipping process so these late deliveries don’t happen again” that I got doesn’t make me think Loot Crate is great at actually reading the email folks send them (and that lots of people are contacting them about these very late boxes randomly showing up now!).
I don't presume to know how you browse the Internet, but I think of it as a buffet. I can grab a few things from the grill, maybe add a cinnamon bun and a slice of ham, and then go back for more incongruous combinations until I'm way overfull. But kind of happy.
That's the Internet to me, and as part of my browsing I sometimes come across an article that I think is worth sharing. Sometimes I pooped out a tweet with the link but other times I think, "No! This is worthy of being posted on my blog where no one but I will see it when I'm reading through my archives in 10 years (10 years ago I was a 100 pounds heavier than I am today!).
Anyway, here's my link dump:
The Wall Street Journal has an interesting story about baby boomers not being able to sell the giant houses they built.
This quote sums up the real problem:
The couple, who relocated there from New Jersey, will likely move into an apartment in Charleston. Mr. Hambleton is “a very young 89,” his wife said, and when they built the house, “he was only 82,” so the property’s upkeep “didn’t seem like that major a thing.” But when it comes to aging, she added, “I don’t know that you face these things until you have to.”
Just the other day I was at dinner with some friends and I was trying to recall how long I'd worked at Penn. I couldn't remember (since I can hardly remember anything) so I did what anyone would: I looked at my LinkedIn profile.
Turns out I could have waited a few hours because I received an email telling I was celebrating 15 years at the University. Hurrah! And, more importantly, I get a gift in recognition of my service.
Not only do I get a gift, but I can pick one out from... well, a very strange assortment of things.
Now, I'm not complaining because I appreciate the token of appreciation and I am very happy that I can pick something rather than getting a picture frame or something. I'm just struggling to find a theme with options that include:
A grippy thing to put your phone in... for gaming?
An umbrella, which in and of itself isn't odd but it isn't a Penn branded umbrella which I find odd.
A glass(?) bowl. This one looks pretty nice, actually, but I don't think I'm in need of a bowl.
A telescope! This is the one that I am most tempted to get, however, I don't really have any place to keep it and I'm pretty sure I would never actually use it.
And my favorite time: the 1.5 gallon beverage dispenser. I should get it and fill it with champagne to CELEBRATE ME!
I'm a gadget guy, and I like to live on the edge. Therefore, I installed iOS 12 on my iPhone as soon as it became available (iOS is the software that powers your iPhone).
After reading a few reviews, I was expecting to be impressed. Or at least to notice... something. I do like the grouped notifications... kind of. But that's really the only thing I've noticed (but I did create a a "Memoji" because of course I did).
I will say that iOS 12 makes me glad that I don't have to spend my time writing about iOS 12.
I spat in a tube awhile back and sent my saliva to the Mormons so they could analyze it (a.k.a. I signed up for Ancentry.com's DNA service).
My results came back, and I wasn't too surprised. I was mostly Irish (78%) with a little Eastern Europe (18%) and a tiny bit of Scandinavian (2%).
I got an email from Ancestry that told me my DNA results had been updated, since they were able to match my DNA against more samples. I was excited to see what the results might be!
As you can see, it turns out I'm even less interesting than I thought. I'm now 84% from Ireland and Scotland (mostly Ulster) and 16% Englad/Wales/Northwestern Europe.
I'm no longer a Viking. Sigh.
I say, kudos to you DVD art maker person.
We tried to buy a house in West Philadelphia this week. After nearly three years of looking and we finally found a dwelling that we both liked enough to offer vast sums of borrowed money for. But it didn’t work out. Another offer was accepted and the reason given was the terms.
Finding a house is a difficult process, even more so when one person involved doesn't really want a house.
I've lived in apartments my entire life with one exception: 2 years in an off campus house during college.
I'm familiar with apartment living. I like apartment living. I like not being responsible for the vast number of things that could go wrong with an apartment.
And, like many people, I fear the unknown. Homeownership is a big unknown for me, but over the course the last 3 years we've looked at many houses (in fact, the very first house we looked at was the only one we both liked.... until the house we saw last week) and I've come to accept that there are some upsides to homeownership.
Here's to us finding the right place!
After the election I, like many folks, spiraled into all sorts of worst case scenario thinking. I have hope that Pres. Trump isn't going to be as bad as I fear, though early indications aren't making me feel confident in that hope.
Marisa is away this weekend, and so I decided I wanted to keep this weekend politics free. Needing to clear my head yesterday I did what I so often do: went for a walk.
I've always been a walker, but after college I found myself not walking much. I missed the wanders I used to take and a FitBit gave me reason to pick up the habit again (and I just realized I've been FitBitting for 5 years!).
I headed out with one goal: walk 5000 steps in one direction and 5000 back.
On my walk I came across Independence Hall and it reminded me that this country was born out of great strife in a troubled time.
As I continued my walk I passed the Second National Bank, a building I've walked past countless times:
I've often wondered what it looks like inside, but I had no idea it housed a Portrait Gallery called "People of Independence!" I thought maybe this was a new thing, but it has been there since the 1970's. I went in and spent a good long time reading about every portrait in the place.
As you might expect, it was mostly white dudes who were involved with America's independence (along with a smattering of women and black folks). It made me feel better knowing that when times are tough there are people, maybe just a few but still, that stand up for what's right.
I don't know if I'm as brave as the people in that gallery, but I do know that I'll do my part in making sure that this president doesn't ruin all the work that has gone before.
I'm not very political but I think Donald Trump represents a danger for the country, so I donated a few bucks to Hillary for President.
Now I am getting a ton of email from Hillary, which I understand. However, I think the fact that the unsubscribe link is buried in a block of text at the bottom of the email AND ISN'T UNDERLINED like the rest of the links is just not cool.
I'm still with Her, but I am giving her email people the side-eye.
Above is the Public Safety Answering Center II, a call center in NYC for emergency responders. This thing is a fortress, having been built to be able to operate for up to 3 days without any outside help.
Also, it sort of looks like a block from a giant alien's play set, and I kind of dig it. You can read more about it in this article, "An Unneighborly Building That Hums With Lifesaving Capacity. "
My mom loved music. She kept the radio tuned to the oldies station my entire childhood, which has lead to me having a taste for Doo-wop and 50's music.
She especially liked the Beatles, which makes sense given when she grew up and the fact that almost everyone likes the Beatles.
When my mom was a teenager the Beatles had arrived in New York for the first time. Mom, being a teenager, snuck out of the house and went to the Plaza Hotel in hopes of getting a glimpse of the Beatles.
Her parents were none the wiser to her city adventure until, that is, her father opened the next morning's Daily News to find the above picture featuring my mom (she's the tallest girl in the picture) behind a pack of girls "bending" the police lines.
And thanks to the power of the internet I know this picture was taken on Feb. 12, 1964 by Frank Castoral. You can even order a print of it!
Donald Trump is a fool and a liar. Trump’s Week of Errors, Exaggerations and Flat-out Falsehoods lists a bunch of lies he told over a week.
This is my favorite:
‘Really they’ve shut Christianity down.’ (March 7 in Madison, Miss.)
Seven in 10 Americans identify as Christian, according to Pew."
An admiral was reprimanded for getting drunk at a conference, going back to his room and then hours later getting locked out of his room and wandering around the hotel. Naked.
Here's what he has to say about it:
“Lesson learned,” he concluded. “I’ll pack my PJs next time.”
Poopy Cat (makers of kitty litter) stock their offices with... cats! It seems like the cats might not care about productivity, but they are darned cute.
[via Laughing Squid]
Judging from this email I just got:
I don't know what they say about me, but it probably isn't good.
And for the sake of completeness, here are the last 10 Kindle books I've purchased:
Amazon is much more excited about my shampoo order than I am.
Marissa Mayer is having a good week. She's the new CEO of Yahoo! and she's having a baby. Plus, Techcrunch seems to approve of her family planning:
The 37-year-old Mayer has been married to entrepreneur and Founders’ Den managing partner Zack Bogue for several years now, so it makes sense for them to add to their family at this point.
Marisa and I continue to collect furniture with this loveseat from Pottery Barn as our latest addition (though it won't be delivered for a couple of months).
Marisa wanted a neutral color, but I told her they were all boring so we went with red instead. I win!
The How To Launch A Nuclear Missile In The 1960′sblog post ends with this uplifting moment. Imagine it. You've trained all your life, sat for hours doing nothing a missile silo, and finally your job is done. Here's what you do next:
The silo crew, now having done its mission, gets to kick back and wait to die.