Israelis and fake $100 bills? Sounds kinda insane. Russians, OK. But not the Children of Israel, they OWN every $ bill in the world, no need to make fakes.
I'm going to go with my Commodore 64. I had great memories of sitting with my uncle when I was just 5 or 6 and he would show me all the games and cool graphics/newsletter apps that were cutting edge at the time. Later my father bought that computer for me and I would spend hours with every program I could get my hands…
This week a video popped up on a few websites of a thief relieving his victim of very pricy pair of Google Glasses.…
HouseHold Hacker needs to make a video on how to not take a photo like every other iPhone owner.
If HouseholdHacker can afford that new Mac Pro in the video (>$3000), HouseholdHacker can scrape up the change to buy a decent DSLR.
Why the hell would I want my pictures to look like that. I'm not in Hong Kong trying to sell knockoff electronics.
All I took out of that was the way he held his phone seemed to really annoy me.
If by "Pro-Looking" you mean making it look like your screwdriver/gnome is going to its high school prom...
Because that's not the issue. The issue is that Dropbox purges the files in the trashcan periodically. That's not at all strange, though I think it would be preferable if they tossed up a confirmation dialog before purging anything.
... instantaneous measurement of your performance vs. your goals. Seems pretty reasonable to me.
If one wants better comp structures, one could have gone to school or training to get a job that doesn't involve customer service.
the night provided cover for us, as we backpacked through thick jungle. the wet air, hot and heavy with a musty pungency flooded our lungs. we huffed and wheezed with exhaustion behind our guide - chopping away a path ahead of us with a black machete. i was in the middle of the pack, largely unburdened- not counting…
I don't care if it cures cancer — first sumbitch who toots in the elevator and then says "you're welcome" is getting slapped.
the custom paint job on the coupe is chameleon, and the valet boy had trouble finding it again.