I received the following email today:
- Fri, 15 Dec 00 00:19:58 Europa rodkowa (czas stand.)
- KTO ZAROBI 150 MLN $.....
KTO ZAROBI 150 MILIONOW DOLAROW W PRZYSZLYM ROKU? TA DECYZJA ZNAJDUJE SIE W REKACH URZEDNIKOW.
ODWIEDZ NOWY WORTAL WWW.HERC.PRV.PL
ten adres e-mail zostal znaleziony na stronie internetowej
Yea, I don't understand it much myself.
I'm am still being amazed with the level of service that Velotel provides. IDSL is supposed to be installed sometime between 10:00 a.m. and 2:00 p.m. I arrive home around 9:00 a.m. (traffic on the way home delayed me) to find my roommate had already let in the installation guy.
He even beat the equipment here! (That's scheduled to arrive later on today). He had an extra unit to test with and everything seems fine for the actual equipment when it comes in.
Woo hoo! I can't wait!
Oh my. Would you gain 30 pounds to earn $3,000? These two people did.
And for some reason, I find the girl cuter at the end than at the beginning. Then again, I like women who have curves.
I'm poking around TheSpark when I view the explanation for their Bone-EasyTM Pickup Line software when I'm selected to win a billion dollars! Of course the fine print states the offer is void in Florida.
So even if I were stupid enough to give away my email address (sheay, right. I'd give them a throw-away one) I would still be unable to play.
Update on Wednesday, October 31st, 2012
Someone has emailed me several times offering a link to replace the broken links on this page. Unfortunately, said person has obviously neglected to read this entry and is trying to blindly get me to link to some random website somewhere to improve their website's search engine placement.
Um … no.
So I removed the links (now long past dead) from this page.
So I close the lottery window and pop! Another window pops open (WARNING: do you really want to click on the link below?):
Your Internet connection is too slow.
Go to netsetter right now to speed it up (free).
So I click …
Gee, all they seem to do is either install a browser, or munge the settings on your current browser to go through their web proxie servers, and send the content down to your computer compressed. Meanwhile, they collect valuable browsing data and sell it. Oh, they won't sell your name to anyone, just your demographics.
A primal scream fills the air as I realize I won't get my
connection up until tomarrow.
I write this note to stick on the door so the delivery person would knock loud enough for my roommate Rob would hear. Don't want to miss this deliver. Only to find a ticket on the doorknob—I already missed the delivery!
At 11:54 a.m. a delivery person came by my condo, and not finding anyone here, despite the fact that there were three people in the condo at the time, left, leaving a notice on the door.
I called the delivery company and since it's the Holiday SeasonTM and all, the driver can't stop by again today, but another attempt at delivery will be made tomarrow.
I suppose I should have left the Post-ItTM Note on the door earlier. Sigh.
I called Velotel
to double check the IP addresses I have so once the
IDSL unit comes
in, I can plug it in and go. Got an IP address, along with the gateway
address. An IP address. As in one.
I had ordered 13 (a block of 16—two can't be used, one is used for a gateway on their side, leaving me with 13). I asked about this, since on the form I had asked for a block of 13. It seems they don't give out such large blocks to residential customers, but I could get 5 (block of 8, two can't be used, one for gateway). Okay, sign me up for 5 IP addresses. They should be ready by the end of the day, we'll call you back.
So I'm still waiting for my
IDSL unit to come in.
I call the delivery company only to find a recording telling me that the office closed and to call back during normal business hours.
I have both the notice they left on Monday and the post-it note saying to knock loudly.
IDSL unit. Only this time I call the delivery company
before they close.
“What's the tracking number?” the person on the other end asks. I give the number. “Please hold.” I hold. “Oh, that package is in the redelivery room. It'll be on the truck tomarrow. If you aren't going to be there, have the notice signed so they can leave it.”
It's cold. It's beyond brisk. It's beyond nipply (as Spring would say). It's cold! As in, in the 30s, with a wind chill expected to get down to the 20s. In Florida!
The Face of Animals took her unhiring gracefully (she had a day job at the local zoo), but the Face of Advice immediately burst into tears. This was followed by pleading ("The girls need me!"), hysteria (hiccupy sobbing), threats ("I want my image taken off the site immediately!") and although I'm no therapist, what seemed like suicidal ideation ("This job meant everything to me! It was my life!"). To make matters worse, I canceled the Face of Advice's upcoming story, "How to Deal With Rejection." A couple days later, I called to see how she was doing. "I still can't believe I'm being fired!" she wailed. "Oh, no," I assured her. "You're not being fired. You're just being, you know, unhired." It didn't sound that strange at the time.
I just can't believe the depths of stupidity that .coms hit. I mean, how where they expecting to make money anyway?
Driving home from work I hear that winter officially starts at 8:37 am (Eastern it seems) this morning. It was also reported that Bismark, North Dakota reported -12 degress with a wind chill factor of -51. At those temperatures, it doesn't make that much of a difference between Celcius or Fahrenheit.
My god it's cold!
IDSL unit finally arrived! Giddy with excitement, I rip
open the package and start hooking it up. I tell Rob (my roommate) to call up Velotel to get the IP
addresses assigned for me (they didn't call me back. No big deal).
IDSL unit isn't syncing up. I still don't have my 5 IP
addresses. I think I'm slowly sinking into
DSL horror territory.
I call up Velotel and report the problem. They call North Point (who is providing the
actual circuit). North Point is calling Bell South.
And the circuit still isn't syncing up.
helping rob wrap presents