Luke Sullivan's book arrives!
Submitted by TDD on Wed, 05/14/2008 - 00:54.
From Austin, Texas to London, Ontario! I wanted to document this event, by first taking a photo of the package in my mailbox. Unfortunately, my 20th century digital camera isn't working. However, the package is unopened, and will remain so until I can borrow a digital camera, or I get bored of my plan, and open it anyway. From mailbox to opening, for all to see! Or, me reading the book, and never telling anyone. I still don't even know which of my suggestions won. Oh, well. At least, I got a nice book out of it.
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WEEEEE! That's great. Dammit, open it! I couldn't bare to wait. Don't you have a camera in your cellphone?
Also your winning line was: Hey, Lucky the Leprechaun, do you feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?
I don't think so
Hahaha, what a great image. :))
The guy on the phone in that photo looks like the lawyer who gets Kris Kringle declared Santa Claus in the original "Miracle on 34th Street". [The character's name was Fred Gailey, and the actor's name was John Payne].
For comparision, here is a photo of John Payne
I don't, nor do I ever want to, own a cellphone.
I had one back in 1987. It was very very heavy, and , uh, my dad's.
I bought my own in 1994. The first time I received an SMS I freaked right the hell out, because it aid "what are you doing at work so late?" and it was a friend of mine, whom I had just chatted with who sent it via a sms gateway (so his number wasn't shown), and he figured I was at work as I was leaving "saatchi" ip#'s all over the chat logs, but I was a bit too daft (n00b) to put all that together at first.
aaah, eternal september.
I haven't had a landline for years
Photos or it never happened!
Photoshop and it never happened! Okay, I don't know what that is supposed to mean. I just got home from work, I'm exhausted, hungry, and I have Alice Cooper's, Ballad of Dwight Fry playing. I think I am starting to hallucinate...
Just a plain black phone on the wall for me. No ring-tones, text messages, games, camera crap.
There was another one of those 'call this number to lower your interest rates' messages on my answering machine again today. The recording starts as soon as the machine picks ups, so I don't hear the whole thing. I hate telephone sales calls more than I hate spam.
I wonder if telephone advertisers and spammers are one and the same?