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Thursday, May 5, 2011
Now available: Sprint integration with Google Voice, but not for all.
Well the day has arrived! You can now port your Sprint number to Google Voice or vice versa. Anyone that uses Google Voice knows the how good the service is, if you don't have it or use it, google it for more info. So when Sprint announced that they were integrating with GV I dam near shit my pants! My phone has the GV app and I have the option to call with my sprint number or GV number, and I do have my voice mail set to GV. So whats the deal you ask, who cares. Well the big plus is that I have ONE number not two. Yes I know that I can port to GV for a $20 fee, early termination of my Sprint contract and fees and a three day wait with no service, but to be able to do this at no cost to me in a matter of minuets is major.
So when it went public and I got the e-mail, I could not get to a computer fast enough. I logged in to my GV account went to settings and there it was, the link to integrate my Sprint number......Like a kid at Christmas I clicked the link. A window opened up and said checking for portability, and after a few seconds......an other window opened up and said :Your Sprint number is not eligible for integration at this time. Pleas contact Sprint for further assistance. Or something like that. So after an hour on the phone with Sprint and talking to three different people I found that I can not integrate my number, and this is the reason why:
I have a discounted bill with Sprint. I work in the EMS field and I also am a state employee. So as far as Sprint is concerned, I am a public servant/government worker. The integration is ONLY available for the public sector. This simply put is anyone that is not on a "Business" account. Because I get an Emergency Worker discount I am classified as a "Business Individual" as far as Sprint is concerned. And as of now, Google does not allow business persons to do the Sprint to GV integration.
So now I am disappointed. I had no idea that I was a business, or that Google was not allowing business individuals to partake in this integration. So for now I am sad, and have to keep two numbers and just hope that google will allow me to integrate in the near future.
So when it went public and I got the e-mail, I could not get to a computer fast enough. I logged in to my GV account went to settings and there it was, the link to integrate my Sprint number......Like a kid at Christmas I clicked the link. A window opened up and said checking for portability, and after a few seconds......an other window opened up and said :Your Sprint number is not eligible for integration at this time. Pleas contact Sprint for further assistance. Or something like that. So after an hour on the phone with Sprint and talking to three different people I found that I can not integrate my number, and this is the reason why:
I have a discounted bill with Sprint. I work in the EMS field and I also am a state employee. So as far as Sprint is concerned, I am a public servant/government worker. The integration is ONLY available for the public sector. This simply put is anyone that is not on a "Business" account. Because I get an Emergency Worker discount I am classified as a "Business Individual" as far as Sprint is concerned. And as of now, Google does not allow business persons to do the Sprint to GV integration.
So now I am disappointed. I had no idea that I was a business, or that Google was not allowing business individuals to partake in this integration. So for now I am sad, and have to keep two numbers and just hope that google will allow me to integrate in the near future.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
FUCK YOU BIN LADEN ROT IN HELL YOU PIECE OF SHIT
The Associated Press: Analysis: Bin Laden death gives US reason to cheer
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Thursday, April 28, 2011
QIK video chat
OK. If you want to have a virtual face to face, you cand find me on QIK under phillymade.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Slayer
http://market.android.com/search?q=pname:com.mobileroadie.app_1151'>The Android app, Slayer, has been recommended for you
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Facebook, the New Phone?
Well as I said in my broadcast, it looks as though facebook has become the new phone. Discontinue you voice plan and get a tab, or some similar device because there is facebook!
I'm sure you have herd this one "oh you didn't know, I messaged you on facebook" Really! call me old school, but I do carry a device that is capable of sending and receiving voice call and it's called......wait for it....wait for it.....a PHONE!!!! If what you have to tell me is soooooo important, call me. don't facebook me, who knows when I will get that message. Gone are the days of the pay phone and beeper. I remember when you actual had to get coins and go to a pay phone and dial it. No more, again, WE HAVE FACEBOOK!!! THANK GOD!!!
I'm not saying I don't use facebook. I do. I just don't use it as a practical way to communicate with people. If I have something stupid to say or a picture to post, OK.
Keep in mind folks, facebook is a message board, nothing more. But instead of posting to a public thread, it's private. So there is no need to get all worked up when your "friend" doesn't respond to your fb post. Get over it. there are more effective ways to get a message to someone.
Anyway, I do know that most of you are consumed with all the social media. As I said in the past, it's our little clam to fame on the internet. While this won't be a fad or a flash in the pan, I do believe we need to get back to the basics and work on our communication skills as a whole.
I'm sure you have herd this one "oh you didn't know, I messaged you on facebook" Really! call me old school, but I do carry a device that is capable of sending and receiving voice call and it's called......wait for it....wait for it.....a PHONE!!!! If what you have to tell me is soooooo important, call me. don't facebook me, who knows when I will get that message. Gone are the days of the pay phone and beeper. I remember when you actual had to get coins and go to a pay phone and dial it. No more, again, WE HAVE FACEBOOK!!! THANK GOD!!!
I'm not saying I don't use facebook. I do. I just don't use it as a practical way to communicate with people. If I have something stupid to say or a picture to post, OK.
Keep in mind folks, facebook is a message board, nothing more. But instead of posting to a public thread, it's private. So there is no need to get all worked up when your "friend" doesn't respond to your fb post. Get over it. there are more effective ways to get a message to someone.
Anyway, I do know that most of you are consumed with all the social media. As I said in the past, it's our little clam to fame on the internet. While this won't be a fad or a flash in the pan, I do believe we need to get back to the basics and work on our communication skills as a whole.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
X-ray specs front woman dies
BBC News - Punk icon Poly Styrene dies at 53
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Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Sprint to Google Voice os a commin'!!!
Sprint Google Voice integration to launch April 26 | Android Central
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Thursday, April 21, 2011
Gandolf!?!
Image of the Day: Shotgun-riding Chewbacca dog
My Yorkshire looks like Chewbaca. But this is too good.
My Yorkshire looks like Chewbaca. But this is too good.
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Saturday, April 16, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
giving this droid Blogger app a go
I was quite happy with my blackberry and the Blogger app. But I have moved on to a Droid device and am blogging on it for the first time. I'm having a bit of a time with the keyboard. It is quite sensitive but the gingerbread keyboard is nice and has word suggestion. It will be a while till I'm used to this but I am getting the hang of it.
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Monday, February 21, 2011
The Same Old Story
I'm not in the business of helping people. I have compassion, I just care for the bullshit. Pleas allow me to explain.
I was at the Wawa today, as I am most mornings, and saw a couple standing on the side of the building hugging ans talking. I parked and walked across the lot and noticed the man hugging what seemed to be his girl fried watching me. As I walked passed, I heard the man say "I just wish the dam taxi would just come and get us. Baby, I know how far from home we are." O.k. seems innocent enough, right? Wrong! This is the set up. Pay attention. I go in the store and do my thing, all the while knowing that the couple out side is running a hustle and I'm going to be a target. So , I come back out side, and get in my truck. Before I can start the motor and drive away, here comes the man waving in me down just in time to stop me. I knew this was going to happen. Call it intuition, call it street wise, call it what you will, but I called it when I pulled into the lot. Now some of you would probably have waved to him to indicate you can't help before you herd his story, but not me! I like to hear the bullshit. Some times I even play along to make them believe I am going to help (witch usually requires money). Alright, I'm a dick. But for all the times that I was in need of help, and noooo onnneee helped me, I'm just saying is all. So I roll down the window and say this is going to be good.
The man, mid twenties early thirty's, about 5' 7, 150 lb, short black hair, tattoo on left side of neck, wearing a black fitted hat with safety pins vertically around it, small studded ear rings in both ears, black bandanna on head under hat, dirty loose fitting blue jeans and black low cut running shoes. The woman, same age range, long dirty blond hair in pony tail with a pink streak in it. Light brown waist length coat, 00 gage silver plugs in both ears, black jeans and white low cut tennis shoes. Now, she is not important to the story any more, but, if I needed to give a police report, I can. As you can tell, I've done this before. Never talk to a stranger or hustler with out getting a good look at them.
So the man is now standing on the passenger side of my truck and I'm backed into the parking spot (I always back in just in case I need to get out fast). In his right hand he is holding a phone and a pack of cigarettes, and nothing in his left. As I look at him with my I don't give a fuck about your bullshit story eyes, he proceeds. The man tells me that he never had to ask for help before, and he wouldn't ask, but they are desperate. Well there is the first lie. He then tells me there car broke down on I95 on their way back home to Maryland, and that they spent the last four hours walking to this Wawa. He also told me he got $20 out from the ATM, but the taxi ride was going to be more than that. He said he need to get home to find his friend who just so happens to have a tow truck so they can come back and get the car that is on the highway. So now I start to ask some questions. First, every one's car always breaks down and is never any where near by, or when you offer to help them fix it, they can't remember where it is or they are waiting for some one and can't leave the area. Keep in mind I'm in Delaware, this guy said they walked for four hours from where they broke down to the Wawa in Wilmington. You can walk to the other end of the state in four hours. So I asked what state did you break down in? He said Delaware, on 95. I said, 95 is right be hind us a half mile away and we are on the state Pa state line, how did it take you four hours to walk a half mile? He said, I'm from Maryland I don't know where I am right now. I said, So how will you find your car if you don't know where you are. He said it's on the highway, you can't miss it. I said, what part of Maryland do you need to get to. He said Rising Sun. (this is less than an hour away from where we are). I said does your friend with the tow truck have a phone. He said yes. I said did you call him? Yes, but he did not answer. So you are going back to try to find him so you can come back to get your car. Yes, we cant walk any more and North east is too far away. Wait, you said you were going to Rising Sun (North East is one town over). He said, well my friend lives in North East. I asked, what time did your car break down? He said, around 6am. This conversation took place at 7:45. Well that was less than two hours ago, you said you walked for four hours to get to this point. He said, well I don't have a watch, I don't know what time it was. I said, you have a phone in your hand, that has a clock on it. Now at this point, I don't know why he didn't just walk away, obviously I/m not going to help him, I'm just busting his balls. He then said to me, I'm not asking for a ride or any thing I just need to get my girlfriend home, is can you help us out with any thing at all. I told him I never carry cash, and all I have is a Wawa gift card. But If you want, I have to go to work and I'm going to Maryland any way, I can come back in ten minuets and give you a ride back to....Baltimore, was it? He said No, Middle river. But we called a taxi and just need to get enough to pay for it. I said, well if I take you, you save all that money. He then said no, stepped back shaking his head and mumbling. He then acted like he was getting upset and crying. He waled past the front of my car and passed a woman that was getting in the car next to me. I rolled down my window and yelled out, "Hey, you didn't ask her" as I pointed to the car next to me. He shook his head and walked away.
So if you think I'm a dick because I fucked with this guy and didn't help him, I feel sorry for you. And if you would have drove off before he could tell you his story, you are no different then I am, you didn't help him either. And just so you know, I have talked to this guy before. About a week ago, he approached me at a different location with a different story. He needed money to get to another state to pick up his kids because his car broke down. I think it's time for this guy to get another car.
I was at the Wawa today, as I am most mornings, and saw a couple standing on the side of the building hugging ans talking. I parked and walked across the lot and noticed the man hugging what seemed to be his girl fried watching me. As I walked passed, I heard the man say "I just wish the dam taxi would just come and get us. Baby, I know how far from home we are." O.k. seems innocent enough, right? Wrong! This is the set up. Pay attention. I go in the store and do my thing, all the while knowing that the couple out side is running a hustle and I'm going to be a target. So , I come back out side, and get in my truck. Before I can start the motor and drive away, here comes the man waving in me down just in time to stop me. I knew this was going to happen. Call it intuition, call it street wise, call it what you will, but I called it when I pulled into the lot. Now some of you would probably have waved to him to indicate you can't help before you herd his story, but not me! I like to hear the bullshit. Some times I even play along to make them believe I am going to help (witch usually requires money). Alright, I'm a dick. But for all the times that I was in need of help, and noooo onnneee helped me, I'm just saying is all. So I roll down the window and say this is going to be good.
The man, mid twenties early thirty's, about 5' 7, 150 lb, short black hair, tattoo on left side of neck, wearing a black fitted hat with safety pins vertically around it, small studded ear rings in both ears, black bandanna on head under hat, dirty loose fitting blue jeans and black low cut running shoes. The woman, same age range, long dirty blond hair in pony tail with a pink streak in it. Light brown waist length coat, 00 gage silver plugs in both ears, black jeans and white low cut tennis shoes. Now, she is not important to the story any more, but, if I needed to give a police report, I can. As you can tell, I've done this before. Never talk to a stranger or hustler with out getting a good look at them.
So the man is now standing on the passenger side of my truck and I'm backed into the parking spot (I always back in just in case I need to get out fast). In his right hand he is holding a phone and a pack of cigarettes, and nothing in his left. As I look at him with my I don't give a fuck about your bullshit story eyes, he proceeds. The man tells me that he never had to ask for help before, and he wouldn't ask, but they are desperate. Well there is the first lie. He then tells me there car broke down on I95 on their way back home to Maryland, and that they spent the last four hours walking to this Wawa. He also told me he got $20 out from the ATM, but the taxi ride was going to be more than that. He said he need to get home to find his friend who just so happens to have a tow truck so they can come back and get the car that is on the highway. So now I start to ask some questions. First, every one's car always breaks down and is never any where near by, or when you offer to help them fix it, they can't remember where it is or they are waiting for some one and can't leave the area. Keep in mind I'm in Delaware, this guy said they walked for four hours from where they broke down to the Wawa in Wilmington. You can walk to the other end of the state in four hours. So I asked what state did you break down in? He said Delaware, on 95. I said, 95 is right be hind us a half mile away and we are on the state Pa state line, how did it take you four hours to walk a half mile? He said, I'm from Maryland I don't know where I am right now. I said, So how will you find your car if you don't know where you are. He said it's on the highway, you can't miss it. I said, what part of Maryland do you need to get to. He said Rising Sun. (this is less than an hour away from where we are). I said does your friend with the tow truck have a phone. He said yes. I said did you call him? Yes, but he did not answer. So you are going back to try to find him so you can come back to get your car. Yes, we cant walk any more and North east is too far away. Wait, you said you were going to Rising Sun (North East is one town over). He said, well my friend lives in North East. I asked, what time did your car break down? He said, around 6am. This conversation took place at 7:45. Well that was less than two hours ago, you said you walked for four hours to get to this point. He said, well I don't have a watch, I don't know what time it was. I said, you have a phone in your hand, that has a clock on it. Now at this point, I don't know why he didn't just walk away, obviously I/m not going to help him, I'm just busting his balls. He then said to me, I'm not asking for a ride or any thing I just need to get my girlfriend home, is can you help us out with any thing at all. I told him I never carry cash, and all I have is a Wawa gift card. But If you want, I have to go to work and I'm going to Maryland any way, I can come back in ten minuets and give you a ride back to....Baltimore, was it? He said No, Middle river. But we called a taxi and just need to get enough to pay for it. I said, well if I take you, you save all that money. He then said no, stepped back shaking his head and mumbling. He then acted like he was getting upset and crying. He waled past the front of my car and passed a woman that was getting in the car next to me. I rolled down my window and yelled out, "Hey, you didn't ask her" as I pointed to the car next to me. He shook his head and walked away.
So if you think I'm a dick because I fucked with this guy and didn't help him, I feel sorry for you. And if you would have drove off before he could tell you his story, you are no different then I am, you didn't help him either. And just so you know, I have talked to this guy before. About a week ago, he approached me at a different location with a different story. He needed money to get to another state to pick up his kids because his car broke down. I think it's time for this guy to get another car.
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