Because I use my cellphone as an alarm clock, it’s generally lying under my pillow and the cable runs to the next power outlet. So naturally, when our cat wants to get my attention in the night (FOOOOOOD), the dangling cable is an awesome thing to chew on!
After over two years he managed to chew through - my charger wouldn’t charge my phone anymore.
Because my phone was low on power and I was waiting for a really important call, I bought a cheap replacement cellphone. I paid 25 Euros for it. It came with a headset, charger and battery. OK, it’s a REALLY basic model - but it’s enough for texting and calling, and that’s >90% of what I do with a cellphone anyway.
Earlier today, I had a conversation with an old friend who uses an iPhone. And I noticed something: Had I been an iPhone user, a replacement charger would have cost me 29 Euros.
Had I been an Apple customer, I would have spent 4 Euros MORE on the charger than I did for a complete (albeit REALLY cheap) phone from another manufacturer.
Anyway, I was able to fix the old charger (cut out the broken part of the cord and soldered the ends together), so now we have an emergency phone if one of our normal cellphones gives up. NEAT!
And yes, I know, the iPhone cable alone is “only” 19 Euros and so I spent more than an Apple customer would have - they, on the other hand, would have had a really hard time fixing the cable themselves.
I don’t really have a moral of the story here - I’m just writing this because I wanted to share the experience and the somewhat sad moment of realization I had earlier.
This is probably going to get quoted in every publication just because I said it. And I’m not even saying anything. I’m not talking about my films, I’m not talking about my life, and I’m not talking about the world. And yet, the media will print it simply because I said it. And at this moment in time, I bet there is an artist around the corner of this hotel, on the street, with a mind far beyond ours, but we will never listen to him simply because he has not appeared in a movie. And that is what is fucked up about our culture.
I’ve startet playing Minecraft. Ten told me to, because he wanted to test a server he had set up for Gamut. I caved and enjoyed this wonderful game ever since.
But some weird stuff keeps happening to me.
The structure in the picture is a tower I built in the first world I created. I used it to find my home before I built a compass.
In this world, I died several times in the Nether and I got a little frustrated, so I built a second world. Everything was peachy.
After two weeks or so in this second world (I had kept the first one in case I wanted to pick it up again), my “garden” changed. Suddenly, there was an area of 16x16 blocks of desert behind my house. In some other part of the world, a large area just turned to stone - dirt and sand simply vanished and were replaced by stone. There were trees growing out of solid rock.
After another day, the world would no longer start. Trying to load it caused the computer to crash, so I went back to playing in world no. 1, but again, after a day, trying to start this world caused my computer to freeze.
I deleted my second world because it was clearly buggy with the sudden desert and all…
With it vanished my first world.
I was disappointed and a little sad, but I made a new world. By now I had a fairly good idea about how the game worked. My starting point was on a little island with an entrance to a dungeon. I built my house, started growing wheat, mined for iron, gold and diamonds - I even built an enchantment table and enough bookshelves to last me a lifetime.
That was, when I figured I wanted to see more about this world. I built a boat and took off.
Some of the cliffs I sailed were just “cut off” like a giant sliced through mountains with a knife. I was fascinated and sailed on.
I reached a shore with lights high up in the sky and I glimpsed the tower I built in the first world I created. The screenshot actually comes from my third world - I found my old home again.
Then my computer froze. When I start the world, it tells me that it’s “saving chunks” and the screen turns black.
I’m a little scared.
aharderten:
Cuy, I expect wheezing from you, stat.
*wheeze* I laughed … *wheeze* for three… *wheeze* minutes straight! *wheeze*
![stfuconservatives:
thedailywhat:
Heartwarming Tearjerker of the Day: Four-year-old comic book fan Anthony Smith is deaf in his right ear and has hearing damage in his left. He also refused to wear his hearing aid (which he calls “Blue Ear” because it is blue), because “superheroes don’t wear hearing aids.” So in a long-shot attempt to help her son, Anthony’s mom emailed Marvel for ideas.
“She didn’t know a specific person to write to here at Marvel, and even figured it might get caught in our spam filters, but she sent it in anyway, because that’s the kind of great parent Christina is,” said Marvel editor Bill Rosemann. “And it was her inspiring effort to help her son that touched so many of us here. As a fellow parent of a toddler, I can understand where she’s coming from, so I forwarded the email around the rest of Editorial, asking what we could do to help, and like when Cap yells, ‘Avengers Assemble,’ the gang leapt into action.”
Not only did Anthony receive an image of the superhero Hawkeye, who lost 80 percent of his hearing back in the ’80s and wore hearing aids — Anthony also received a drawing, by Nelson Ribeiro in Collected Editions, of a brand-new superhero: “Blue Ear.”
Now, with his hearing aid back in, Anthony is able to “fight battles and help people.” His preschool, for hearing-impaired kids, recently hosted a superhero week to inspire the students to overcome their limitations.
DON’T miss the video. It’s the best thing you’ll see all day.
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A gay marriage, a disabled superhero, AND the Avengers all in the same month? Marvel must have some real-life superheroes on the payroll.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4jd3cjjOf1qzpwi0o1_500.jpg)
