In don't see how any marketer is going to figure out from which radio station, hour of the day, etc., I heard of their product when I go to the store and initiate a purchase, but I know they can tell where I came from when I actually do an online purchase.
I think the whole debate has to do with how they charge for "viewership" as opposed to "referred sales" and thus tracking would be very important.
Totally!:D They just don't get it, but that I don't mind, it's the ones that are scared by it that worry me.
I do watch movies (DVDs) on my computer, and I've even rented some series too, but then I can end up watching a whole season within a week, and end up overdosing on that particular show. When this happens I don't mind so much since I don't quite like the prospect of potentially getting hooked again.
As to the car part, I don't get reactions because I live in an area that is next to downtown without being downtown, that is known to be populated by a lot of artists and students, and thus people understand that I've chosen to walk about town, or use public transportation.
I do not agree with anyone simply reacting to an older (what was it, 39 yours old) person being interested in individuals of a significantly younger age, because I think this is an odd social stigma that's simply fed by ignorance. The truth is that we are partially trained to revere youth, especially those in the late teen and early twenties age range.
It is all about one's (in)ability to consent, and thus no adult should be sexually active with an individual that is under the legal age to consent.
It was a dark and stormy night, in the wee hours of the morning, when I awoke, so to speak, to notice myself before the tube, watching crap, utter crap, and it scared the excrement outta me. --I quit TV then, in self-defense.
Ever since, I've watched many friends and strangers alike ending up convulsed, bewildered, confused, unable, or perhaps unwilling to process the information, that is, the idea that I didn't have a TV, and that I otherwise behaved like a normal person (at least) in public.
Over the years, only a handful of individuals out of the entire lot actually retained that knowledge, the rest simply refused to, brushing it off as non-sense. A few litterally got scared, or at least that's what their body language let on; they couldn't fathom an existence without TV.
Anyhow, observing their reactions all this time has had me reflect on why it was so frightening for them. It occured to me that if only a small portion of the population don't have a TV per se, that it can work, but not if the majority did(n't). I think that the general population grew into it, into "being entertained" without much effort or real planning on their part, to a point where they've completely delegated this responseability to the networks.
It also seems there is this general boredom that has tainted the hard-core TV-viewing public in the last few years. This puzzled me greatly at the time because I couldn't relate no matter how hard I tried, and I don't think reality tv really helped them either. I think that perhaps it's a bit like fighting inertia, to pull one's self out of passive entertainment, to active living or leasure, most simply can't do it, or realize that this is the next step.
I wonder if it's made them passive elsewhere in their lives. Might that explain this last depressed-by-default generation?
I have a concatanation of about 4 years of blogging behind me, split into two blogs that ran for about two years each, the second of which would tend to include a picture (or sometimes more) in each post.
There is a stark contrast in my usage, post-mortem, of the two blogs, where I've found myself searching for information I knew I'd find in the archives of either, I would also find myself simply browsing the second one, reliving lost moments.
Sure those memories are stored somewhere, but unless they are forcefully recalled by association, they are rather imposible to review randomly or otherwise. Viewing the second blog, the one with the pictures, would trigger memories of so many events and moments, some trivial and some not, that I feel would have more or less been forever lost instead.
Reading about something that happened in the past has helped me remember that I'd gone to a concert and if I'd liked it, but looking at the accompanying picture instantly brought back many moments from that night, most of them not even present on the image, of the laughs me and my friends had, and the silly things we'd done.
In essence, the picture almost brought me back to that moment, in a way, and I think that camera phones would make that even easier to do. I would carry a Canon Powershot SD10 around and ulpoad a picture to one site, to link to it from the site hosting my blog.
So a device that follows you around, much like a multi-purpose phone, would be great for that.
I can't seem to digest the picture that is (I think) offered here:
Small firms cut corners on security to save money!
It is human nature to take "calculated risks" to save moeny, which often turn out to be big mistakes, at least in terms of "cutting" back on security. I am personally much more concerned with human nature's tendency not to look further than it's own proverbial nose and thus have an overconfidence of their existing security or of the honesty of their potential client base.
Meaning that most of these small firms might be likely not to realise that they don't have adequate security mesures in place, rather than that they would have knowingly reduced their vigilance.
Back in my Palm Vx days, I recall keeping up with over 30 news sites daily using the offline sync application, as I'd read the bits whenever I wasn't doing anything else, be it in the elevator, waiting for people to show up for a meeting,...
It really is unbelievable how much information can be processed in these small periods of time.
I honestly thought that American Apparel had done it to create buzz for it's offline clothing lines. Much like one might create hype on the web for an upcoming movie, stores/brands could make products available online first, thus helping feed some anticipation for upcomming items, while helping to avoid potential flops.
I'd try and stick an "Apple Remote" wired equivalent in the steering wheel, this way it's function/usage is known, simple and consistent accross (car) manufacturers and I don't need to think too much about it. Any more than that and you'd have to have a HUD as a FrontRow display.
The front door to the building where I live does not close and/or lock properly, and the owner(s) don't care to do more than pretend to repair the problem. So I was robbed one weekend, where it was determined that they easily picked at the mutiple locks on my door as there no sign of forced entry. I replaced the locks for better and more varied ones, and had a monitored alarm system installed.
I live on a busy street and I've since witnessed an average of three attempts a week at opening the door to my appartment, and I'm mostly not at home during the daytime during week days, which is when these predators/opportunists operate. (So there might be many more attempts.) Please note that by this I mean walk-in theft; they enter appartment buildings, and then simply try the handle on most doors, to see if they'll get lucky.
Once while stuck at home sick, I'd let my keys hang on the inside door handle (but while keeping the door locked) so that they would fall to the floor when the handle was turned; this is where I got my first taste of how often this takes place. They don't try all the doors, it seems that after two or three doors, they just get out of there, so at best you confront them and they just claim that they walked into the wrong place and are simply lost. One guy made up a story of being curious about the fire that had ruined a nearby building, which he was apparently looking at from my rear balcony, I let him go, but later found out that the fire had taken place 8-9 years ago.
Even if they try your door, and it wasn't locked because you were there, what crime have they really commited by opening it? This predicament seems frustrating at best to me so far.
Once I had taken my sweet time downstairs reading my mail before I'd proceeded up to get to my own door, and I'd thus witnessed a guy trying to walk in after me to do his round, THREE TIMES, I kid you not, he came up to the door three times! -They act without fear, plain and simple.
I busted my lower back while snowboarding, a one-and-a-half-year of constant pain, the kind that stops you from moving, because you simply can't, and where you find no rest from this pain, when no position (i.e., even sitting or lying down,) helps with the pain, where only sleep brings slight yet temporary salvation, and where sneezing is your worst enemy. Then, after much quantity and variety of physical therapy, a particular one was able to get my back out of its contortion, and me out of that crisis. (I've however been taking rather strong anti-inflammation medicine ever since, which grants me a near-normal life, as long as I don't lift anything, nor do much in terms of sports.)
Somewhere in there, I lost the will to live, among the many other things I lost, and things sort of crumbled for me, yet when I was able to walk (with a cane) again, enough to grab a cab and go to work, I did. But this dark "mood" I was in quickly affected everything I touched, and my role at work being critical, I wasn't helping anyone, so I visited my doctor and explained that I needed some help if I was going to survive this one.
This is where the anti-depressants came in. They didn't make me happy, they simply numbed me, or my concern for whatever emotional pain I was feeling. Of course there are many different types of meds, and they all have their own coctail of side effects. Celexa, in my case, eventually turned me into a near-vegetable, in a sense that I didn't care about anything anymore, nevermind poetry or music, or sex; I simply lacked any impulse at all.
What that did do was give me a break from all the dark clouds that were following me around at the time, and this helped indeed, but when I realized that I was virtually without will or motivation, à la ignorance-is-bliss, I chose to quit, cold turquey, because that was no sort of life I wanted to live.
To resume, under the influance of that medication, I wasn't happy, but the level of drama, real or not, was down to nil. So... I would presume that the inability to be depressed would simply mean I'd be incapable of being pessimist of negative about much, but this state should not imply or require happiness, which is merely a relative state anyhow, as far as I'm concerned.
I just don't see how a vaccine will "cure" all those "50%" that are now infected! A vaccine is used withni a prevention strategy, not as a cure. Also, when they claim that the virus was "safe", I'm not sure it means that it works "as a vaccine", but rather, that it did not cause the test subjets to become infected.
perhaps due to lack of lubricant, but still, what is the point of your reference? if you're not worried about the canine homosoexual agenda, then why post such a comment? --Or am I missing something here?
Perhaps it would be useful for you to consider haveing those laptops on XP SP2, and configuring them through GPOs so that when they're not at work, they close those ports, and then some.
I have experienced several "déjà vu" moments over the years, but was usually able to explain them away, expect for this one:
When I was in my late teens, my dad and I were on the road when we stopped at a by-the-freeway diner, where I knew I could never have visited or seen in the past (due to it's location), yet, as I got out of the vehicle, I got the clear impression that I'd seen that building before. (Features such as the roof, some ornements, and the layout of the parking lot stood out as though they were not new.)
Now so far this would fit the "déjà vu" experience as described (in the summary/article), as in, it was just a part of my brain that was having fun with me, however, with this impression of the familair also came the clear knowledge of where I would find the washrooms once inside, which could not be deduced from the outside.
Can such an episode last long enough for me to "recognize" all this while I walked, perhaps two or three whole minutes?
While a friend a mine spent about 18 months in China, we were speaking on the phone and I asked about the real impact of censorship on him during his stay; he explained how things were perceived there, what topics best to politely avoid, and mentionned the Internet being filtered. One thing that struck me was the he said the people there had a clue that not everything was perfect in their land, but were an extremely proud people, which I figured probably helped (the goverment) in keeping things old-school.
In any case, I felt like testing this filtering, and he was willing to give it a try, so once I guided him through the browser's settings pages, we had him configured to use my personal workstation (here in North America) as a proxy, and he was staring at playboy.com within moments. We removed the proxy config, and he was no longer able to access that site.
Clearly, the next step would've been to check and see if free anonymous proxies were black-listed or not, but we weren't looking for him to get noticed, so we stopped there. My perception was that motivated individuals could easily get through, especially if they had help from the outside. But might simply mean they'd play a constant game of cat and mouse, with possible unfortunate consequences IRL whenever caught.
However, this took place some 3 to 5 years ago, and I understand that they've upped the "blocking ante" in recent years.
One could see it as follows: Microsoft is pointing to it's own search engine, so as not to impose a significant load onto a third party. (Meaning that it will foot the bill for the processing/bandwidth/etc. required to offer such a service.)
Because honestly, wouldn't Microsoft require at least some form of permission before it could point millions of users to any given (external) search engine, being that such a service is rather essential these days?
I could easily imagine traveling individuals, staring at a screen while in a sitting/waiting room, or in a hotel room, offered by the cable network provider (for cheaper, or free-ish) as long as that feature is present and enforced.
Interesting; all I will add is that being "queer" has its stages, which begin with the need to find other "suffering peers" so that they can relate, feel safe, and get it all out of their system without the threat of being judged or questionned. Many never leave that world, online or otherwise, and thus miss the opportunity to become a complete individual, who's sexual orientation is merely an attribute, and not a fundamental aspect of their person. These persons will seek out a GLBT safe space, so that within that context they can be themselves. Perhaps they have made a habit of this, and merely replicate it when playing online games.
However, I can also see it in another light; which is that I've long ago grown tired of the text-book hetero-centric retorts that never fail to rise from the anxious mouths of many. In such a circomstance, I could understand the advantage of joining a group/guild where such comments would not occur, and thus not require a response.
Also, if I'm sitting in a room filled with people who are all GLBT, I can't possibly think that they are all the same, because the simply never are. You wouldn't believe how many letters there really are under the "queer" umbrella-term; many, many more than G, L, B and T. A scary thought, at least to me, is that all these individuals within the full range of sexual orientations and gender identities simply have very little in common, except that they are marginalized. --I fear that this cannot be the proponent of much lasting love.
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Exactly, just as has heppened, and is now again occuring with bananas.
Radio?
In don't see how any marketer is going to figure out from which radio station, hour of the day, etc., I heard of their product when I go to the store and initiate a purchase, but I know they can tell where I came from when I actually do an online purchase.
I think the whole debate has to do with how they charge for "viewership" as opposed to "referred sales" and thus tracking would be very important.
Don't forget to bring refreshments to next week's meeting! ;)
Totally!
I do watch movies (DVDs) on my computer, and I've even rented some series too, but then I can end up watching a whole season within a week, and end up overdosing on that particular show. When this happens I don't mind so much since I don't quite like the prospect of potentially getting hooked again.
As to the car part, I don't get reactions because I live in an area that is next to downtown without being downtown, that is known to be populated by a lot of artists and students, and thus people understand that I've chosen to walk about town, or use public transportation.
I do not agree with anyone simply reacting to an older (what was it, 39 yours old) person being interested in individuals of a significantly younger age, because I think this is an odd social stigma that's simply fed by ignorance. The truth is that we are partially trained to revere youth, especially those in the late teen and early twenties age range.
It is all about one's (in)ability to consent, and thus no adult should be sexually active with an individual that is under the legal age to consent.
It was a dark and stormy night, in the wee hours of the morning, when I awoke, so to speak, to notice myself before the tube, watching crap, utter crap, and it scared the excrement outta me. --I quit TV then, in self-defense.
Ever since, I've watched many friends and strangers alike ending up convulsed, bewildered, confused, unable, or perhaps unwilling to process the information, that is, the idea that I didn't have a TV, and that I otherwise behaved like a normal person (at least) in public.
Over the years, only a handful of individuals out of the entire lot actually retained that knowledge, the rest simply refused to, brushing it off as non-sense. A few litterally got scared, or at least that's what their body language let on; they couldn't fathom an existence without TV.
Anyhow, observing their reactions all this time has had me reflect on why it was so frightening for them. It occured to me that if only a small portion of the population don't have a TV per se, that it can work, but not if the majority did(n't). I think that the general population grew into it, into "being entertained" without much effort or real planning on their part, to a point where they've completely delegated this responseability to the networks.
It also seems there is this general boredom that has tainted the hard-core TV-viewing public in the last few years. This puzzled me greatly at the time because I couldn't relate no matter how hard I tried, and I don't think reality tv really helped them either. I think that perhaps it's a bit like fighting inertia, to pull one's self out of passive entertainment, to active living or leasure, most simply can't do it, or realize that this is the next step.
I wonder if it's made them passive elsewhere in their lives. Might that explain this last depressed-by-default generation?
What do you mean when you were young?! I still do it this way, ..., oh wait, I actually use an xterm; nevermind.
I love this comment.
I have a concatanation of about 4 years of blogging behind me, split into two blogs that ran for about two years each, the second of which would tend to include a picture (or sometimes more) in each post.
There is a stark contrast in my usage, post-mortem, of the two blogs, where I've found myself searching for information I knew I'd find in the archives of either, I would also find myself simply browsing the second one, reliving lost moments.
Sure those memories are stored somewhere, but unless they are forcefully recalled by association, they are rather imposible to review randomly or otherwise. Viewing the second blog, the one with the pictures, would trigger memories of so many events and moments, some trivial and some not, that I feel would have more or less been forever lost instead.
Reading about something that happened in the past has helped me remember that I'd gone to a concert and if I'd liked it, but looking at the accompanying picture instantly brought back many moments from that night, most of them not even present on the image, of the laughs me and my friends had, and the silly things we'd done.
In essence, the picture almost brought me back to that moment, in a way, and I think that camera phones would make that even easier to do. I would carry a Canon Powershot SD10 around and ulpoad a picture to one site, to link to it from the site hosting my blog.
So a device that follows you around, much like a multi-purpose phone, would be great for that.
I can't seem to digest the picture that is (I think) offered here:
Small firms cut corners on security to save money!
It is human nature to take "calculated risks" to save moeny, which often turn out to be big mistakes, at least in terms of "cutting" back on security. I am personally much more concerned with human nature's tendency not to look further than it's own proverbial nose and thus have an overconfidence of their existing security or of the honesty of their potential client base.
Meaning that most of these small firms might be likely not to realise that they don't have adequate security mesures in place, rather than that they would have knowingly reduced their vigilance.
Back in my Palm Vx days, I recall keeping up with over 30 news sites daily using the offline sync application, as I'd read the bits whenever I wasn't doing anything else, be it in the elevator, waiting for people to show up for a meeting, ...
It really is unbelievable how much information can be processed in these small periods of time.
I honestly thought that American Apparel had done it to create buzz for it's offline clothing lines. Much like one might create hype on the web for an upcoming movie, stores/brands could make products available online first, thus helping feed some anticipation for upcomming items, while helping to avoid potential flops.
I'd try and stick an "Apple Remote" wired equivalent in the steering wheel, this way it's function/usage is known, simple and consistent accross (car) manufacturers and I don't need to think too much about it. Any more than that and you'd have to have a HUD as a FrontRow display.
The front door to the building where I live does not close and/or lock properly, and the owner(s) don't care to do more than pretend to repair the problem. So I was robbed one weekend, where it was determined that they easily picked at the mutiple locks on my door as there no sign of forced entry. I replaced the locks for better and more varied ones, and had a monitored alarm system installed.
I live on a busy street and I've since witnessed an average of three attempts a week at opening the door to my appartment, and I'm mostly not at home during the daytime during week days, which is when these predators/opportunists operate. (So there might be many more attempts.) Please note that by this I mean walk-in theft; they enter appartment buildings, and then simply try the handle on most doors, to see if they'll get lucky.
Once while stuck at home sick, I'd let my keys hang on the inside door handle (but while keeping the door locked) so that they would fall to the floor when the handle was turned; this is where I got my first taste of how often this takes place. They don't try all the doors, it seems that after two or three doors, they just get out of there, so at best you confront them and they just claim that they walked into the wrong place and are simply lost. One guy made up a story of being curious about the fire that had ruined a nearby building, which he was apparently looking at from my rear balcony, I let him go, but later found out that the fire had taken place 8-9 years ago.
Even if they try your door, and it wasn't locked because you were there, what crime have they really commited by opening it? This predicament seems frustrating at best to me so far.
Once I had taken my sweet time downstairs reading my mail before I'd proceeded up to get to my own door, and I'd thus witnessed a guy trying to walk in after me to do his round, THREE TIMES, I kid you not, he came up to the door three times! -They act without fear, plain and simple.
My personal story of depression:
I busted my lower back while snowboarding, a one-and-a-half-year of constant pain, the kind that stops you from moving, because you simply can't, and where you find no rest from this pain, when no position (i.e., even sitting or lying down,) helps with the pain, where only sleep brings slight yet temporary salvation, and where sneezing is your worst enemy.
Then, after much quantity and variety of physical therapy, a particular one was able to get my back out of its contortion, and me out of that crisis. (I've however been taking rather strong anti-inflammation medicine ever since, which grants me a near-normal life, as long as I don't lift anything, nor do much in terms of sports.)
Somewhere in there, I lost the will to live, among the many other things I lost, and things sort of crumbled for me, yet when I was able to walk (with a cane) again, enough to grab a cab and go to work, I did. But this dark "mood" I was in quickly affected everything I touched, and my role at work being critical, I wasn't helping anyone, so I visited my doctor and explained that I needed some help if I was going to survive this one.
This is where the anti-depressants came in. They didn't make me happy, they simply numbed me, or my concern for whatever emotional pain I was feeling.
Of course there are many different types of meds, and they all have their own coctail of side effects. Celexa, in my case, eventually turned me into a near-vegetable, in a sense that I didn't care about anything anymore, nevermind poetry or music, or sex; I simply lacked any impulse at all.
What that did do was give me a break from all the dark clouds that were following me around at the time, and this helped indeed, but when I realized that I was virtually without will or motivation, à la ignorance-is-bliss, I chose to quit, cold turquey, because that was no sort of life I wanted to live.
To resume, under the influance of that medication, I wasn't happy, but the level of drama, real or not, was down to nil. So... I would presume that the inability to be depressed would simply mean I'd be incapable of being pessimist of negative about much, but this state should not imply or require happiness, which is merely a relative state anyhow, as far as I'm concerned.
I just don't see how a vaccine will "cure" all those "50%" that are now infected! A vaccine is used withni a prevention strategy, not as a cure. Also, when they claim that the virus was "safe", I'm not sure it means that it works "as a vaccine", but rather, that it did not cause the test subjets to become infected.
perhaps due to lack of lubricant, but still, what is the point of your reference? if you're not worried about the canine homosoexual agenda, then why post such a comment? --Or am I missing something here?
Perhaps it would be useful for you to consider haveing those laptops on XP SP2, and configuring them through GPOs so that when they're not at work, they close those ports, and then some.
I have experienced several "déjà vu" moments over the years, but was usually able to explain them away, expect for this one:
When I was in my late teens, my dad and I were on the road when we stopped at a by-the-freeway diner, where I knew I could never have visited or seen in the past (due to it's location), yet, as I got out of the vehicle, I got the clear impression that I'd seen that building before. (Features such as the roof, some ornements, and the layout of the parking lot stood out as though they were not new.)
Now so far this would fit the "déjà vu" experience as described (in the summary/article), as in, it was just a part of my brain that was having fun with me, however, with this impression of the familair also came the clear knowledge of where I would find the washrooms once inside, which could not be deduced from the outside.
Can such an episode last long enough for me to "recognize" all this while I walked, perhaps two or three whole minutes?
While a friend a mine spent about 18 months in China, we were speaking on the phone and I asked about the real impact of censorship on him during his stay; he explained how things were perceived there, what topics best to politely avoid, and mentionned the Internet being filtered. One thing that struck me was the he said the people there had a clue that not everything was perfect in their land, but were an extremely proud people, which I figured probably helped (the goverment) in keeping things old-school.
In any case, I felt like testing this filtering, and he was willing to give it a try, so once I guided him through the browser's settings pages, we had him configured to use my personal workstation (here in North America) as a proxy, and he was staring at playboy.com within moments. We removed the proxy config, and he was no longer able to access that site.
Clearly, the next step would've been to check and see if free anonymous proxies were black-listed or not, but we weren't looking for him to get noticed, so we stopped there. My perception was that motivated individuals could easily get through, especially if they had help from the outside. But might simply mean they'd play a constant game of cat and mouse, with possible unfortunate consequences IRL whenever caught.
However, this took place some 3 to 5 years ago, and I understand that they've upped the "blocking ante" in recent years.
One could see it as follows: Microsoft is pointing to it's own search engine, so as not to impose a significant load onto a third party. (Meaning that it will foot the bill for the processing/bandwidth/etc. required to offer such a service.)
Because honestly, wouldn't Microsoft require at least some form of permission before it could point millions of users to any given (external) search engine, being that such a service is rather essential these days?
Could you be using a basic hub, as opposed to a network switch? Tray and see if you're getting any packet collision.
I could easily imagine traveling individuals, staring at a screen while in a sitting/waiting room, or in a hotel room, offered by the cable network provider (for cheaper, or free-ish) as long as that feature is present and enforced.
It is being discussed heavily here:
w ow-general&t=7005612&p=1&tmp=1#post7005612
http://forums.worldofwarcraft.com/thread.aspx?fn=
Interesting; all I will add is that being "queer" has its stages, which begin with the need to find other "suffering peers" so that they can relate, feel safe, and get it all out of their system without the threat of being judged or questionned. Many never leave that world, online or otherwise, and thus miss the opportunity to become a complete individual, who's sexual orientation is merely an attribute, and not a fundamental aspect of their person. These persons will seek out a GLBT safe space, so that within that context they can be themselves. Perhaps they have made a habit of this, and merely replicate it when playing online games.
However, I can also see it in another light; which is that I've long ago grown tired of the text-book hetero-centric retorts that never fail to rise from the anxious mouths of many. In such a circomstance, I could understand the advantage of joining a group/guild where such comments would not occur, and thus not require a response.
Also, if I'm sitting in a room filled with people who are all GLBT, I can't possibly think that they are all the same, because the simply never are. You wouldn't believe how many letters there really are under the "queer" umbrella-term; many, many more than G, L, B and T. A scary thought, at least to me, is that all these individuals within the full range of sexual orientations and gender identities simply have very little in common, except that they are marginalized. --I fear that this cannot be the proponent of much lasting love.