Before:
Kevin was born on the mossy hills of Scotland and lived for a while in West Lothian before the mores of pre-Thatcher and REALLY pre-Oasis Great Britain sent his family across the ocean to North America. They moved here and there and Kevin did the same when he was old enough. Now he lives in London with his family and a Dog.
Kevin Wardrop is an amateur writer, amateur photographer and professional pain in the ass. He has worked in the PC support business for most of his adult life and has been accustomed to simply answering technical questions as a matter of fiat, it was his career choice after all. Now he herds cats and puppies for a living as well as babysitting the web enterprises at the heart of western industry.
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Most Horrible 8, originally uploaded by Kevin Wardrop.
My car has an “infection” of these horrible black and yellow monsters. I think they are dropping from the tree in my front yard, but I can’t say for sure. Either way they stink and they are aggressive.
While I was taking this picture another one was charging at me across the car and attacking my hands, they are less than an inch long but behave like they are monsters.
This one was punted, desktop football style, across the car and into the grass.
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Two Issues in a row and we haven’t heard from Horsecock again. All setup no follow through I guess. For Now.
This (like the tepid issue 5) is an other “Humanity” issue; where we get to see the survivors getting along anddealing with one another (as well as the horrors in their past).
Geoff, the weepy older man in the group sidelines the team to tell them about growing up gay in a small town where he just wasn’t accepted. He also tells the people about how he met the crossed for the first time. I have omitted his big secret. The mind reels now, doesn’t it? Is he a cannibal, is he a secret Unitarian? I’ll give you a hint, it rhymes with Sea Org.
Not really.
No really, he was a Psilon.
Not Really.
I’d like to say that this moved the plot along, but simple travel and stories of kids being killed (off screen) isn’t really movement. Two issues of walking, this is turning in to Lord of the rapist and cannibalizing Rings. But with less hair on the feet I guess.
Caanda Day 2009, originally uploaded by Kevin Wardrop.
Things were exploded; people had their car towed. Tears flowed.
It’s redneck drama all the time in the Lakeside Burgh of Kincardine!
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Caveat Emptor or Why Can't I get a refund for Bad Movies?
Published by NiteMayr on June 30, 2009I take offense at this:
“Or self-indulgent netizens who believe it is their God-given right to get all the music, films etc. they can stuff into their hard disks without paying the creators a single penny”
Caveat Emptor applies in many purchases, but when a product is defective or doesn’t deliver on it’s promised function, consumers can often return the product or at least obtain credit for their purchase. This is true for most physical purchases, perhaps not all.
However, when one buys media (music, movies, games) you end up in a hinterland. Say I’ve bought “Plan 9 from outer space” not knowing that it is camp and expecting a classic space horror (I live in a cave or something) I can’t return it to the store for a full refund. They won’t let me. However, if I watch it online or download it I can know if the investment was worth the money.
You may not agree with this, but at least you can see the sense of it. I think I’ve seen the basic content nearly 90% of the DVDs I own before I even saw the disc. Sometimes in the theatre (I vowed to never purchase the Transformers Movie (the first M bay one after that) and sometimes via other means.
However; in the cases where I went to the theatre I’m out 20-50 dollars depending how many people come along and the theater; I can’t recover that money in any way. It’s not just a foolish investment, it’s robbery. I was promised X amount of entertainment and instead I was bored or offended or even worse disgusted for X amount of time. I charge 60 dollars an hour for my wasted leisure time; where do I collect?
If groups like the RIAA can charge thousands of dollars for individually “stolen” songs, why can’t consumers have similar protections? These protections were invented for the Producers; the Pirate Bay and their ilk are the market reaction to these protections.
What I’m driving at is if consumers had the ability to receive refunds for bad media; it would go a long way to changing the mindset of people who download movies and music and so on.