I, for one, wasn't looking forward to starting my day with a slaughter. Which, really, just goes to show how much I've grown

Anya ,'Sleeper'


The Crying of Natter 49  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


§ ita § - Feb 07, 2007 9:29:10 am PST #8751 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I like how this supposed nouveau riche blog has "MAKE YOUR OWN ZWINKY" ads.

Heh. Just try and read the comments--I swear most of those people wouldn't be able to work out how to make a Zwinky.


tommyrot - Feb 07, 2007 9:31:44 am PST #8752 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

God, me too. Especially when I'm at work!

That's why I turn my speakers off at work. I miss the occasional email, but....


Allyson - Feb 07, 2007 9:31:45 am PST #8753 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

My HMO now has a program where you can access test results online, make appointments, access certain parts of your health record, blah blah.

So I registered, and they send a password through the mail. Like, in 3 to 7 days, I shall receive my password through US Mail.

Seriously? What's the point? Just let me choose my friggin password!


tommyrot - Feb 07, 2007 9:33:19 am PST #8754 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

So I registered, and they send a password through the mail. Like, in 3 to 7 days, I shall receive my password through US Mail.

Seriously? What's the point? Just let me choose my friggin password!

I imagine it's an extra level of security. What with strict laws about patient confidentiality... you know, how you can't stand near the pharmacy counter when someone else is getting their drugs.


§ ita § - Feb 07, 2007 9:37:06 am PST #8755 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

It makes sure that only someone at your home address (or who's poaching you in multiple media) can get your password. The HIPAA and all that are no joke.


Gudanov - Feb 07, 2007 9:37:39 am PST #8756 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

Websites that play music are wrong, wronger than the blink tag, wronger than dark text on a dark background, wronger than the wrongest thing the wrongest web designer wrongly did on the wrongest day of the wrongest month of the wrongest year that every wrongly existed.


shrift - Feb 07, 2007 9:38:04 am PST #8757 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I don't know what it's like not to have Journey's oeuvre burninated into my grey matter.


tommyrot - Feb 07, 2007 9:38:40 am PST #8758 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Websites that play music are wrong, wronger than the blink tag, wronger than dark text on a dark background, wronger than the wrongest thing the wrongest web designer wrongly did on the wrongest day of the wrongest month of the wrongest year that every wrongly existed.

But they are not the worst. The worst of all are the sites that automatically start playing video.


Jesse - Feb 07, 2007 9:40:34 am PST #8759 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yesterday, I was trying to get into a government website, and couldn't reset someone's password, because she has too much access to stuff, apparently. Which makes sense on some level, because all I needed to log in as her is her SSN, email, and the password she forgot, and everyone's SSN is somewhere at work, even if it's supposed to be secure. I was still a little weirded out by this woman telling me her SSN over the phone.


Tom Scola - Feb 07, 2007 9:42:26 am PST #8760 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

I was still a little weirded out by this woman telling me her SSN over the phone.

You should apply for a Macy's card in her name, Jesse.