• Another satisfied Bell customer?

    Sometimes, people end up dropping by here expressing thoughts that would almost be right out of my head. Some of them have even splattered all over the site a time or six. So this search query should surprise, uh, absolutely no one.

    Sep 25 8:33am: fuck bell canada blog

    Yes, this would be called a blog. And yes, it holds many an expression of “fuck you, Bell”. Although, thankfully, not very many recently–and none since I’ve started using them after moving to this place up in here. Although, there’s still plenty of time and I still have plenty of ranty energy. In the meantime, random searching searcher? Please to be getting out of this geek’s head. thankya much.

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  • That’s one sky high divorce.

    Rebecca Gibbs didn’t just want her marriage to be over. Oh no sir, she’s decided to take the out of sight, out of mind approach. Or is that, out of atmosphere, out of mind. The relationship having already taken off at about warp 7, she decided her wedding ring should follow it. and follow it it did–straight into orbit. she says it was a symbol to her ex-husband that the marriage really was over. She also says doing that was kind of liberating for her, though I kind of have my doubts re: that one. See, if I’d just spent that presumedly gigantic wad of cash to launch a relic of my last relationship into orbit, I’m not sure liberated is quite how I’d describe me. My wallet, maybe. Although, if I had the kind of money that would allow me to drop a wad of cash on having that much fun with a relic of my last relationship, and I actually considered doing that, I honestly don’t think I’d get around to caring about the size of that wad. Or maybe that’s what she found liberating? Hey, who’s to know?

  • In which Time Warner does the one thing the borg never could.

    Only after reading a Techdirt article could I come up with a title like that. Of course it may also have something to do with the fact the caffeine isn’t doing what it used to, but we’ll pretend that doesn’t enter the picture. Time Warner is well known for service that ranges anywhere from absolute suck in a bag to honking so damn bad even the government goes cringe. But we learn today that at least there’s no special treatment for cellebrities in TWCLand. How do we learn this? By watching Patrick Stewart try and ultimately give up on getting service through TWC. No, I did not just mistype over here. The guy what played the guy what defeated the borg, at least until Voyager, has been bested by the damned cable company. See? All this time yall have been up for assimilating humanity and you’ve been doing it wrong. No wonder you got your asses kicked. Twice. And yes, we’re ignoring the apparent continuity problem star Trek develops with that storyline–that was Voyager’s one redeeming quality. It also makes very good material for an ultrageekish style post. Which this is not. I just found it mildly overly amusing. And probably only 4 of the people what read this will know why.

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  • So long, Feedburner. I barely used ye.

    Feedburner hasn’t officially been shut down just yet. It’ll probably be a while before it actually is. But Google’s definitely firing warning shots. The developer API for the service was killed off, limiting what people could actually do with the stats Feedburner hands you. Not long after, AdSense for feeds–which I used to use–was taken out back. It’s not a very far leap to say Feedburner itself is heading for an early grave soonishly. If you use Feedburner for your RSS feeds, now might be a good time to consider switching away. And, hey, if you need a pointer or 6, get in touch. I’ll help where I can.

  • Oh hey look, we get our very own casino.

    Because we don’t have anything better to do with our time, Ottawa’s pushing for a casino of its very own. And hey looky that, it’s got the mayor’s backing. Could this possibly mean I won’t have to learn french just so I can go have a stress free gamble without needing to wander down Niagara way? Well, uh, possibly. If the freakin’ thing doesn’t suck huge. Which, given–hi, we’re talking Ottawa, here–I’ll be brushing up on my french relatively shortly. But hey, it’s good to have choices.

  • Want privacy? Get the hell off Facebook.

    I almost never use Facebook. I never actually use Facebook for anything meaningful. The reason? As much as online privacy is a myth, Facebook doesn’t even pretend to pay attention. It changes settings on the fly and expects users to adjust accordingly, it makes settings that were previously private significantly less so, and most recently, its software allows for messages that used to be private to no longer be. Of course, Facebook denies that such a problem exists, but enough people are having that problem that it’s actually come to the attention of government officials. Oh, and more than one site has instructions for fixing the problem Facebook says doesn’t exist.

    And yet, everything’s fine in Facebookland. Translation: If you expect or even want privacy of any kind, Facebook is not the answer. I’d actually consider deactivating my account over this, but the truth is, I personally don’t log in often enough to actually care. You might. If you do, or if you just want to cover your ass, here’s how to deactivate your account. Now hopefully they haven’t broken that too.

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  • In which we develop another earthquake and no one here notices until, um, now.

    So apparently just after midnight last night, the Montreal area discovered an earthquake. I say apparently, because unlike, oh we’ll say, this one, we felt absolutely nothing. And, well, considering we’re on the freakin’ 6th floor, you’d think we would. It was apparently a 4.5 on the scale. Are we the only ones who didn’t actually know we had an earthquake until several hours after it happened? Or have we perhaps failed epicly at observation? That happens too. Either way, earthquake. Again. Around Ottawa area. Again. That’s it, I aughta just move to toronto.

  • Why I’ll be holding off on the iPhone 5. For possibly ever.

    For half an age, I held out against the trend of switching to the nearest iThing. And I didn’t suck at it, either. The thing to do as soon as the iPhone 3GS came out was get ye out and buy one. but for me, Nokia worked. Until it didn’t. I switched to an iPhone in April of 2010. And, with a few issues–some of which I’m working on extinguishing, it does, well, what I want it to do. With the appropriate amount of coaxing. I’ve even thought occasionally about trading it in on a 4S. But that’s about where my aspirations to keep up to date with club Apple go their own way.

    Because we had a few things to get done anyway, May and I popped in to have a look at the 5 a couple weeks ago. Design-wise, it sort of tries to work. It doesn’t really do much of a good job about it, but it tries. That’s something, at least. But just the act of holding it felt, to both of us anyway, a little bit awkward. Yeah, it’s thinner than the 4 or 4S. But it’s wider, which leaves it less easily actually fitting in your hand. Or, at least, mine. Kind of a requirement, since my phone–whether Apple makes it or not–goes everywhere with me and kind of is my communication, when I either can’t or don’t take the laptop. Because of how they make the case for the 5 now, it’s also a little lighter than the 4 or 4S. And that’s the up side. The down side? Because of how they make the case now, it also scratches a lot easier than the 4 or 4S. Again, not cool when the phone pretty much does what I do with me. It gets some use. I’d rather not have it look like I’ve had the thing for 3 years when it’s been 3 weeks–which has been a quite common complaint. So common, in fact, that some are suggesting mayhaps Apple might aughta think about recalling the device.

    We didn’t do much actual playing with the device, mostly because as said, we kind of had things to do, but on top of it being easily scratchable, the iPhone 5–and apparently only the iPhone 5–has an issue with static lines on the keyboard when entering your password into the app store. And, also curiously, only the app store. No idea if it’s a usability problem, but apparently it’s at the very least irritating if you can see it. There’s also an issue, of sorts, with the camera giving photos a purple halo when even close to some light sources, whether or not the light source causing the problem is actually in the frame–surprisingly, and also curiously, Apple says that’s perfectly normal behaviour.

    combine that with the, uh, shall we say, issues with wi-fi, again just with the iPhone 5, and you start to see a rather fun picture. So I won’t bother mentioning the light leaking issue as well.

    All told, while *probably* not significant enough to cause the iPhone 5 to, uh, rather, cease to be an iPhone 5, they’re significant enough eyebrow raisers to maybe make me wanna somewhat reconsider plunking $150 down on the latest and gratest. So I’ll just be holding off on purchasing that brand spanking new iPhone 5. In the meantime, here’s hoping half the issues are fixed in the 5S. Or the 6, if they decide to fire the letter S. In the meantime, if anyone needs me, my iPhone 4 will be in my pocket and I’ll be around somewhere.

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  • Why I don’t miss the NHL this year (Hint: it’s not the players’ fault).

    I’m not taking sides in the NHL lockout. As in, at all. As in, ever. As in, I may not even notice if the season actually returns in January. Well, okay, at least until I try to get somewhere in Ottawa and half the damn city shuts down for the evening. But even still, you kind of have to wonder what the hell goes through some owners’ heads during situations like this.

    This is the second lockout in a decade. The last one ate the 2004-05 season. During that lockout, it was the fans who pretty much got the shaft. The players still got off pretty damn nicely if you ask me, even after you factor in they didn’t actually get their way. But the sequel? Oh, now the gloves are off. You kind of tend to think that way when you’ve got ownership personnel pretty much admitting they’re out to screw the players.

    “The owners can basically be viewed as the ranch, and the players, and me included, are the cattle,” Devellano, 69, told the Island Sports News.

    “The owners own the ranch and allow the players to eat there. That’s the way it’s always been, and that’s the way it will be forever. And the owners simply aren’t going to let a union push them around. It’s not going to happen.”

    And this after the union didn’t exactly push them around in 2004-05. But, hey, at least we know the screws are in for this round. Ah, but the 6 of you who’ll still actually watch the games don’t need to worry. They’re not aiming to screw you. Just the players. Feel better yet? Yeah, me either. Hey, Bettman? How’s about taking that $250000 fine you just yanked and putting it towards a tiny little decrease in the price of tickets? Yeah, was worth a shot. When’s baseball come back, again?

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  • Protesting the TSA’s stripsearches by stripping? Okay, that’s new.

    The US Transport Security Administration (TSA) loves their naked body scanners. Or being able to feel you up if you don’t feel like letting them scan you. And I love poking at the TSA when one of those tactics rather, um, blows up in their face. But this is kind of a new one. Hell, I wish I’d suggested it.

    John Brennan is a resident of Oregon who apparently decided he was tired of the TSA’s escentially wanting to stripsearch folks. Presumedly including him. So as a matter of protest, and I’d argue a rather creative one at that, he gave the TSA exactly what they wanted–himself, naked. The TSA’s answer? Have him arrested for indecent exposure. Turns out that didn’t go very well, though, as the case was tossed for first amendment reasons. And here in security theater free Canada, we call that a win win. John got to be heard, the TSA got a good look at him naked, and I got mockery. Oh yeah, and somebody somewhere got to file it away for this year’s list of dangerously harmless people and things caught by the TSA.

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