Apparently you don't realize how crazed things after Katrina were.
I don't live in Louisiana (some parts are nice to visit, though), but a friend of mine and his wife were living there when the hurricane made landfall. They basically had to pack the important things (themselves, the dog, and irreplaceable things) into their car and drive out, making plans as they went. They stayed at several different places with friends and family before they were able to return home and start picking up the pieces.
Thankfully, they lived in an area that wasn't hit quite as bad as most of New Orleans (they lived just outside the city in an area that was above sea level), but it still took them a few months to be able to even get back to their home again.
The defendant in this case, on the other hand, was gone for almost a year. If my friends were in that sort of shape for a few months, I can only imagine what this woman went though. It becomes almost impossible to have any real communication (such as receiving legal papers - hate to break it to you, but phone doesn't cut it for that) because you never know where the heck you're going to be.
It makes me wonder if the court could be found to be contemptable since it should have known that the paperwork never made it to the defendant and was, instead, returned to the plaintiff's lawyer by the postal service.
The right to a trial by a jury of your peers involves both knowing that there IS a trial and knowing WHEN and WHERE it is so you can properly defend yourself.
Chosing not to show up at all is throwing in the towel.
Actually, it stated in the article that she had to leave Louisiana when hurricane Katrina hit and never got the court documents with the date to show up. They were returned by the postal service to the plaintiff's lawyer in Florida.
So, apparently, the reason she didn't show up was not because she couldn't get an attourney. It was because she never got the summons.
Phantasy Star was a good series, but I'm wondering where Arcanum is. It took the RPG genre and turned it on its pointy ear.
No classes - you had stats, gained skill points to invest in whatever field you wanted (both tech and magical), and your skills determined how tech or magic you were (the more tech you are, the less magic works around you and the more magic you are, the less tech works around you to the point of having a good chance of technical weapons missing you completely)
Your tech/magic rating, race, background, and alignment rating also affected how people responded to you.
The ability to not only purchase, but create tools, weapons, and even steam driven robots.
Having to actually find locations on your own by exploring on the map if you can't find someone to point them out on your map.
The ability to basically forget your main quest for pretty much as long as you want and wander around foing side quests if you so desire. It really is a fun game to just roam around in.
And, last, but most certainly not least, you have to love any game in which you can play a pickpocketing, fireball slinging half-elf who packs an elephant gun. =]
Count me as another one of the large number of people creeped out by that advertising character. I've often commented that if he showed up in any of those situations with me, he'd gain several pounds worth of steel in the unplesant (for him anyway) way.
That's doubtful, and for a pretty straightforward reason - you need a credit card to buy things online. Makes it a lot harder for kids to grab an "M" game.
With things like Visa Bucks (a prepaid card which can be used like a regular Visa card), it's a lot easier for kids to buy things online than it used to be.
You're missing the important factor - the place you get the money from is not the same as the place you do the "gambling" at. The place that pays the money for the prizes could just as easily be online as well as long as it is not the place where you do the gaming.
pay your money to play the games. get token prizes for winning the games. get a money transfer from third party business for the prizes.
The Japanese use a similar loophole for winning money from pachinko. It's illegal to gamble for money there, so you can win prizes (in the form of tokens) that you then take to a nearby "unrelated" business and trade them for money.
Buckyballs are made of pentegon and hexagon formations of carbon atoms (look at a soccer ball. same basic pattern). What's different here is that two of the pentagons are touching, which scientists previously thought could not happen.
I first learned about buckyballs in my college chem classes back in 98 or 99 so I thought this article was actually pretty interesting.
Reminds me of something that happened a couple of years ago.
It was the end of December, and I was having a dream that there was a huge ice storm, the power was out, and the neighbors had turned cannibal.
I woke up to a bang that shook the house. The power was out, it was freezing cold, and ice was pelting my window. The first thing I thought was "okay, where are the cannibal neighbors?" as I reached for my pair of butterfly swords just in case =]
Thankfully, as far as I know, the neighbors didn't turn cannibal (though with some of my neighbors, I'm not sure you could tell). However, it took the electric company five days to get the power back on.
They were basically hitting a huge foil ball (we're talking like 6' tall) directly with what was supposed to be an incredibly high powered laser. The problem being that it would have just burned the whole mess before the kernels had a chance to pop from the steam expanding inside them.
IMDB says she was born on sept 11. 1979 which means she's been of legal drinking age for about 6 years now (a year longer than I have). =]
She paints now. Some of her stuff is actually quite nice. I'm not digging through my bookmarks to find her site at the moment, but she's pretty easy to find on google.
Hey, after a day of being effectively dropped off of a cliff in a car, chased by dinosuars, snotted on by a dinosuar, almost being run over by a "flock" of dinosuars, seeing your little brother get electrocuted, and come close to being eaten by dinosuars a couple of times, I have to say that, personally speaking, *I* might come off as a bit cocky if finally faced with something that I know I've got nailed. =]
Not to mention the fact that their complaint was that a 10 year old kid couldn't know unix. I can't say that I had access to a unix system at 10 (that had to wait until I was about 15), but at 10 I was quite used to using DOS considering that it was about the only thing around.
Barney the dinosuar once made me laugh so hard that it hurt.
Many years ago, my ex's little brother (who was about 5 at the time, if I remember correctly) ran screaming across the mall to where a guy in a Barney costume was standing and kicked the poor sod square in the shin.
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Well, if you follow Chinese beliefs, the number 4 is unlucky because the word sounds similar to the word for death (they just use different tones).
Agreed on the dislike of Jack.
As far as picking on you goes, mine was done good naturedly. I just really couldn't pass up making the joke. =]
I'm sorry. I have to. *snicker*
:P
Your English seems to be about on par with your spelling in German
I apologize. I just couldn't resist.
Apparently you don't realize how crazed things after Katrina were.
I don't live in Louisiana (some parts are nice to visit, though), but a friend of mine and his wife were living there when the hurricane made landfall. They basically had to pack the important things (themselves, the dog, and irreplaceable things) into their car and drive out, making plans as they went. They stayed at several different places with friends and family before they were able to return home and start picking up the pieces.
Thankfully, they lived in an area that wasn't hit quite as bad as most of New Orleans (they lived just outside the city in an area that was above sea level), but it still took them a few months to be able to even get back to their home again.
The defendant in this case, on the other hand, was gone for almost a year. If my friends were in that sort of shape for a few months, I can only imagine what this woman went though. It becomes almost impossible to have any real communication (such as receiving legal papers - hate to break it to you, but phone doesn't cut it for that) because you never know where the heck you're going to be.
It makes me wonder if the court could be found to be contemptable since it should have known that the paperwork never made it to the defendant and was, instead, returned to the plaintiff's lawyer by the postal service.
The right to a trial by a jury of your peers involves both knowing that there IS a trial and knowing WHEN and WHERE it is so you can properly defend yourself.
Chosing not to show up at all is throwing in the towel.
Actually, it stated in the article that she had to leave Louisiana when hurricane Katrina hit and never got the court documents with the date to show up. They were returned by the postal service to the plaintiff's lawyer in Florida.
So, apparently, the reason she didn't show up was not because she couldn't get an attourney. It was because she never got the summons.
Phantasy Star was a good series, but I'm wondering where Arcanum is. It took the RPG genre and turned it on its pointy ear.
No classes - you had stats, gained skill points to invest in whatever field you wanted (both tech and magical), and your skills determined how tech or magic you were (the more tech you are, the less magic works around you and the more magic you are, the less tech works around you to the point of having a good chance of technical weapons missing you completely)
Your tech/magic rating, race, background, and alignment rating also affected how people responded to you.
The ability to not only purchase, but create tools, weapons, and even steam driven robots.
Having to actually find locations on your own by exploring on the map if you can't find someone to point them out on your map.
The ability to basically forget your main quest for pretty much as long as you want and wander around foing side quests if you so desire. It really is a fun game to just roam around in.
And, last, but most certainly not least, you have to love any game in which you can play a pickpocketing, fireball slinging half-elf who packs an elephant gun. =]
Count me as another one of the large number of people creeped out by that advertising character. I've often commented that if he showed up in any of those situations with me, he'd gain several pounds worth of steel in the unplesant (for him anyway) way.
That's doubtful, and for a pretty straightforward reason - you need a credit card to buy things online. Makes it a lot harder for kids to grab an "M" game.
With things like Visa Bucks (a prepaid card which can be used like a regular Visa card), it's a lot easier for kids to buy things online than it used to be.
You're missing the important factor - the place you get the money from is not the same as the place you do the "gambling" at. The place that pays the money for the prizes could just as easily be online as well as long as it is not the place where you do the gaming.
pay your money to play the games.
get token prizes for winning the games.
get a money transfer from third party business for the prizes.
The Japanese use a similar loophole for winning money from pachinko. It's illegal to gamble for money there, so you can win prizes (in the form of tokens) that you then take to a nearby "unrelated" business and trade them for money.
Buckyballs are made of pentegon and hexagon formations of carbon atoms (look at a soccer ball. same basic pattern). What's different here is that two of the pentagons are touching, which scientists previously thought could not happen.
I first learned about buckyballs in my college chem classes back in 98 or 99 so I thought this article was actually pretty interesting.
Reminds me of something that happened a couple of years ago.
It was the end of December, and I was having a dream that there was a huge ice storm, the power was out, and the neighbors had turned cannibal.
I woke up to a bang that shook the house. The power was out, it was freezing cold, and ice was pelting my window. The first thing I thought was "okay, where are the cannibal neighbors?" as I reached for my pair of butterfly swords just in case =]
Thankfully, as far as I know, the neighbors didn't turn cannibal (though with some of my neighbors, I'm not sure you could tell). However, it took the electric company five days to get the power back on.
I have quite a few photos. You, however, won't get any of them. =]
To quote my current girlfriend - "hey mind exploiting your ex so we can drool". *snort* Tell 'em to get their own.
I've known several girls who were computer geeks from the time they were that age.
My ex was one of them. Amusingly, she was also a model at one point until she got tired of it. Go figure.
Though, in all fairness, it is one of my all time favorite movies. =]
They were basically hitting a huge foil ball (we're talking like 6' tall) directly with what was supposed to be an incredibly high powered laser. The problem being that it would have just burned the whole mess before the kernels had a chance to pop from the steam expanding inside them.
IMDB says she was born on sept 11. 1979 which means she's been of legal drinking age for about 6 years now (a year longer than I have). =]
She paints now. Some of her stuff is actually quite nice. I'm not digging through my bookmarks to find her site at the moment, but she's pretty easy to find on google.
Hey, after a day of being effectively dropped off of a cliff in a car, chased by dinosuars, snotted on by a dinosuar, almost being run over by a "flock" of dinosuars, seeing your little brother get electrocuted, and come close to being eaten by dinosuars a couple of times, I have to say that, personally speaking, *I* might come off as a bit cocky if finally faced with something that I know I've got nailed. =]
Not to mention the fact that their complaint was that a 10 year old kid couldn't know unix. I can't say that I had access to a unix system at 10 (that had to wait until I was about 15), but at 10 I was quite used to using DOS considering that it was about the only thing around.
I really don't see how unix is such a stretch.
If memory serves, Goldblum used a Mac :P
Barney the dinosuar once made me laugh so hard that it hurt.
Many years ago, my ex's little brother (who was about 5 at the time, if I remember correctly) ran screaming across the mall to where a guy in a Barney costume was standing and kicked the poor sod square in the shin.
The DVDs at the wal-mart where I am are all just on open racks or in the bargin bin. No glass or snooping employees.
The DVDs at the K-mart here on the other hand are almost all under lock and key.
The easiest (non-technical) answer? Sue them and subpoena all of the relevant source code.
Show the court that their propietary code linked with your lgpl'ed code doesn't work.
How are you going to get monty python?
How about this way