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2013.08.15 17:44 fragor Request or help with any CAD software
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2013.01.10 00:06 jack_skellington Numenera: Monte Cook's futuristic fantasy RPG
Anything related to the table-top role-playing game, Numenera. Includes information & discussion of the game itself, as well as spinoff products such as video games & books set in the Numenera setting.
2024.05.15 04:32 AsanteSamuel33 Macbook air has been one of my worst purchases. What should I do?
Macbook air M2 15 inch 8 GB RAM has been an absolute disaster for me.
I bought it because my school was giving us a free ipad, so i thought I could use a mac instead of windows to have a dual monitor set up. Safe to say that itself has been a disaster with the screen mirroring capability constantly bugging out making it unusable. No problem I said, I will just use my laptop alone and maybe purchase a real second monitor in the future.
Then, I began dealing with the slowest loading times when using my browser, after some research, learned that it is due to chrome. Ok, weird a brand new device cant handle chrome, but no problem, I will now only use safari despite disliking it.
After a while, I began to have a glitch where I could not click any buttons when attempting to save or upload documents like a microsoft word document, unable to add files to emails, open old documents, etc. Takes like 30 minutes of relaunching finder, reloading the laptop, etc, until it decides to let me go through finder only for minutes before the problem sometimes comes back. Now I am getting frustrated, this is something I could do in 2005 without issues.
Then, when things could not be going worse, I begin to have messages pop up every couple of minutes saying “Your system has run out of application memory”.
I literally only use this device for microsoft word, safari, and Anki (a flashcard app). I think an old PC from 2010 could run this better. And everyone will say I got the garbage option from apple with the 8 GB RAM, the cheapest of the line they had to offer, and I get that. I did that knowing I would use very few apps and that any piece of garbage should be able to handle it. But not this thing, still at a price tag of 1.2k.
So now, I dont know what to do. I can trade it in for $720… should I try and upgrade, or do the better versions still have all these issues?
Or should I just call it a day, and purchase a microsoft surface laptop (my old device was the microsoft surface book, which seemed to work better than my current device. On that old device I got in 2016, I could run many things at once, use anki, play pretty heavy games like EU4 on steam, etc., and that was less expensive (1k) and purchased 8 years before this one)
In fairness - some pros of the device are how lightweight it is, how nice it looks, and how long it can hold a charge, its very impressive, but these faults mentioned above hurt way more than these pros help.
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I bought it because my school was giving us a free ipad, so i thought I could use a mac instead of windows to have a dual monitor set up. Safe to say that itself has been a disaster with the screen mirroring capability constantly bugging out making it unusable. No problem I said, I will just use my laptop alone and maybe purchase a real second monitor in the future.
Then, I began dealing with the slowest loading times when using my browser, after some research, learned that it is due to chrome. Ok, weird a brand new device cant handle chrome, but no problem, I will now only use safari despite disliking it.
After a while, I began to have a glitch where I could not click any buttons when attempting to save or upload documents like a microsoft word document, unable to add files to emails, open old documents, etc. Takes like 30 minutes of relaunching finder, reloading the laptop, etc, until it decides to let me go through finder only for minutes before the problem sometimes comes back. Now I am getting frustrated, this is something I could do in 2005 without issues.
Then, when things could not be going worse, I begin to have messages pop up every couple of minutes saying “Your system has run out of application memory”.
I literally only use this device for microsoft word, safari, and Anki (a flashcard app). I think an old PC from 2010 could run this better. And everyone will say I got the garbage option from apple with the 8 GB RAM, the cheapest of the line they had to offer, and I get that. I did that knowing I would use very few apps and that any piece of garbage should be able to handle it. But not this thing, still at a price tag of 1.2k.
So now, I dont know what to do. I can trade it in for $720… should I try and upgrade, or do the better versions still have all these issues?
Or should I just call it a day, and purchase a microsoft surface laptop (my old device was the microsoft surface book, which seemed to work better than my current device. On that old device I got in 2016, I could run many things at once, use anki, play pretty heavy games like EU4 on steam, etc., and that was less expensive (1k) and purchased 8 years before this one)
In fairness - some pros of the device are how lightweight it is, how nice it looks, and how long it can hold a charge, its very impressive, but these faults mentioned above hurt way more than these pros help.
2024.05.15 04:29 aelix- Strongly recommend The Midnight Ride modlist for new players wanting vanilla+
I'm about 25 hours into my first playthrough of Fallout 4, and because it's a Bethesda game I didn't even load it up without installing 72 mods. After searching around for a modlist that would be easy to install, crash and bug free, and largely leave the gameplay untouched I settled on The Midnight Ride.
It took a while to download all the mod files, but once I'd done that and setup Mod Organizer 2 it was really easy to configure. I included some of the optional extras (the TMR website sets everything out really clearly) but the only one I installed that adds content to the game was You And What Army 2.
So far I have had zero crashes or glitches, the game has run perfectly smoothly and it looks really nice due to the subtle changes made by the optional visuals mods.
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It took a while to download all the mod files, but once I'd done that and setup Mod Organizer 2 it was really easy to configure. I included some of the optional extras (the TMR website sets everything out really clearly) but the only one I installed that adds content to the game was You And What Army 2.
So far I have had zero crashes or glitches, the game has run perfectly smoothly and it looks really nice due to the subtle changes made by the optional visuals mods.
2024.05.15 04:27 KangarooThis7634 TaxAct failed to file my extension- what can I do?
Hi- I've got a weird problem.
My taxes are all prepared via H&R Block software. Ready to file. Finished them on 4/15. Paid my balance due and my estimated tax payments for 2024, but didn't file my return yet. I wanted to file an extension entirely in order to extend my deadline for contributing to my Solo 401(k) (the deadline, as I understand it, is my tax filing due date, including any extensions), and thought it might be awkward if I filed my return before or on the same day that I asked for an extension.
H&R block charges I think $20 to e-file an extension. I didn't want to pay for that since there are several free options. Landed on TaxAct, since among the places that advertise free extension filing, they were the most recognizable name to me. Filled out all of the required info to file my extension. Submitted it. Got a confirmation page (and took a screenshot, thank God) that said "Filing Extension - Complete." This was all on April 15.
Thought it was weird that I didn't get an e-mail confirmation regarding the filing of the extension, nor any update about it being accepted by the IRS. Called TaxAct customer service 2-3 days later, and asked them to confirm that it was accepted by the IRS. The guy I talked to said he has a record of me logging into my account on April 15, but that my extension was not filed. I told him I have a screenshot of a confirmation page from his website, and he basically told me I am wrong, and that I don't. He also said that I could file the extension any time by going back and repeating the process (which appears to have been false, as I'll discuss below).
I called back a few minutes later and talked to another agent because frankly it seemed like the first guy was gaslighting me. She told me that while it's true that they don't have record of my extension being filed, they actually don't maintain those records except if I file my 1040 through them. She said they let people file extensions on their website without even registering for an account, so there's really no way she (or the other agent) could even check to see if it had been filed. That gave me some level of peace.
But after a while, I kept checking my account transcript on irs.gov, thinking I remember the account transcript last year mentioning my extension. But even up to now, basically a month later, there's still no indication that I'm on an extension.
Called the IRS tonight, and they told me that no extension has been received, and that it would have been processed two weeks ago at the absolute latest if it had been e-filed. They also said that it's not possible to file the extension again after the fact, contrary to what the first TaxAct agent told me.
Based on my understanding of the rules, I'm not super worried about getting a late filing penalty per se, since I've paid everything I owed on the 15th. But what does worry me is that, with TaxAct having apparently e-filed my extension to Santa Claus at the North Pole instead of with the IRS, I might have trouble with my Solo 401(k) contribution deadline. I'm fairly certain that the 401(k) custodian will allow my contribution and doesn't check whether I filed an extension or not, but I still think there could be a problem with my contribution down the road if the IRS is of the opinion that I didn't file an extension and, therefore, my contribution deadline was April 15. But I really don't know the mechanics of that. Is it a situation where I can wait to see if they ever throw a fit about it, and then defensively show them my screenshot showing I filed the extension?
Does anybody have any suggestions (other than potentially sue the pants of TaxAct if they actually cause me not to be able to make my 401(k) contribution), or any clarification that can help me understand my situation a bit better?
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My taxes are all prepared via H&R Block software. Ready to file. Finished them on 4/15. Paid my balance due and my estimated tax payments for 2024, but didn't file my return yet. I wanted to file an extension entirely in order to extend my deadline for contributing to my Solo 401(k) (the deadline, as I understand it, is my tax filing due date, including any extensions), and thought it might be awkward if I filed my return before or on the same day that I asked for an extension.
H&R block charges I think $20 to e-file an extension. I didn't want to pay for that since there are several free options. Landed on TaxAct, since among the places that advertise free extension filing, they were the most recognizable name to me. Filled out all of the required info to file my extension. Submitted it. Got a confirmation page (and took a screenshot, thank God) that said "Filing Extension - Complete." This was all on April 15.
Thought it was weird that I didn't get an e-mail confirmation regarding the filing of the extension, nor any update about it being accepted by the IRS. Called TaxAct customer service 2-3 days later, and asked them to confirm that it was accepted by the IRS. The guy I talked to said he has a record of me logging into my account on April 15, but that my extension was not filed. I told him I have a screenshot of a confirmation page from his website, and he basically told me I am wrong, and that I don't. He also said that I could file the extension any time by going back and repeating the process (which appears to have been false, as I'll discuss below).
I called back a few minutes later and talked to another agent because frankly it seemed like the first guy was gaslighting me. She told me that while it's true that they don't have record of my extension being filed, they actually don't maintain those records except if I file my 1040 through them. She said they let people file extensions on their website without even registering for an account, so there's really no way she (or the other agent) could even check to see if it had been filed. That gave me some level of peace.
But after a while, I kept checking my account transcript on irs.gov, thinking I remember the account transcript last year mentioning my extension. But even up to now, basically a month later, there's still no indication that I'm on an extension.
Called the IRS tonight, and they told me that no extension has been received, and that it would have been processed two weeks ago at the absolute latest if it had been e-filed. They also said that it's not possible to file the extension again after the fact, contrary to what the first TaxAct agent told me.
Based on my understanding of the rules, I'm not super worried about getting a late filing penalty per se, since I've paid everything I owed on the 15th. But what does worry me is that, with TaxAct having apparently e-filed my extension to Santa Claus at the North Pole instead of with the IRS, I might have trouble with my Solo 401(k) contribution deadline. I'm fairly certain that the 401(k) custodian will allow my contribution and doesn't check whether I filed an extension or not, but I still think there could be a problem with my contribution down the road if the IRS is of the opinion that I didn't file an extension and, therefore, my contribution deadline was April 15. But I really don't know the mechanics of that. Is it a situation where I can wait to see if they ever throw a fit about it, and then defensively show them my screenshot showing I filed the extension?
Does anybody have any suggestions (other than potentially sue the pants of TaxAct if they actually cause me not to be able to make my 401(k) contribution), or any clarification that can help me understand my situation a bit better?
2024.05.15 04:24 HinamizawaVictim [CA][US][Selling] OOP Anime, Manga and Light Novels + Price Drops - Black God, Blood Blockade Battlefront, Btooom, Cardcaptor Sakura, Durarara LN, Future Diary, Kanokon, Love Com, Ranma 1/2, So I Can't Play H, Ubel Blatt, Zoku Owarimonogatari and More
Hi everybody, welcome to my sale thread! I've lowered the prices on some anime, most manga sets and light novels. Prices have been lowered on most things over the past week or so. I've tried to answer most potential questions below, but feel free to ask me any questions that aren't addressed.
Please comment on the thread before sending me a PM or Chat message, and make sure your shipping address is updated on your PayPal account before sending payment.
No holds for longer than 1-2 days and throw out the first offer if you want to negotiate, though some prices are firm.
I will not split any sets, except for Tramps Like Us. How I'm willing to split them are outlined in the lists below.
Shipping:
Canada and the USA: Free shipping on all orders $100 CAD (around $75.50 USD) or over. Otherwise, shipping with tracking starts at $11.50 CAD (around $8.75 USD) and goes up based on weight + package dimensions unless stated otherwise.
Europe/International: Starts at $16 CAD for single books and goes up based on weight + package dimensions. Please ask for a shipping quote.
Prices are in Canadian dollars, with the listed USD price provided as a reference as FX rates fluctuate slightly every day. (PayPal will automatically convert your USD/local currency to CAD when you pay.) Local pickup and payment can be arranged if you live in the Greater Toronto Area.
Timestamp
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Anime:
Pics
Darker Than Black: Gemini of the Meteor Limited Edition (BD+DVD) - $126 CAD / $95 USD
Ghost Hound Complete Collection (DVD) - $112.75 CAD / $85 USD
Occult Academy Premium Edition (BD) - $212 CAD / $160 USD
Ranma 1/2 Set 3 Special Edition (BD) - $463.75 CAD / $350 USD
Sekirei Pure Engagement Limited Edition (BD/DVD, Sealed) - $251.75 CAD / $190 USD
The Asterisk War Vol. 4 (Standard Edition, Sealed) - $73 CAD / $55 USD
The Story of Saiunkoku Season 1 Complete Collection (DVD) - $238.50 CAD / $180 USD
Zoku Owarimonogatari: Koyomi Reverse (BD) - $331.25 CAD / $250 USD
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Light Novels:
Pics
Durarara!! Vol. 1-13 (Complete First Series) - $596.25 CAD / $450 USD
Strike the Blood Vol. 3-4 - $131.25 CAD / $99 USD
The Asterisk War Vol. 5 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
The Asterisk War Vol. 8 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Vampire Hunter D Vol. 12-13 (Vol. 12's spine has creasing) - $46.50 CAD / $35 USD including shipping to Canada/USA
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Manga - Single Volumes:
Pics
A New Season of Young Leaves (BL) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Aoharu x Machinegun Vol. 1 - $20 CAD / $15 USD
Arpeggio of Blue Steel Vol. 10 - $100 CAD / $75.50 USD
Casino Lily (BL, Sealed) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Does the Flower Blossom? Vol. 1 (BL) - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Gantz G Vol. 3 - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
He's My Only Vampire Vol. 4 - $26.50 CAD / $20 USD
Hey Class President! Vol. 1 (BL, Sealed) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Honey Colored Pancakes (BL) - $59.75 CAD / $45 USD
Innocent Bird Vol. 3 (BL) - $73 CAD / $55 USD
JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders Vol. 6 (Paperback) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders Vol. 11 (Paperback, first printing with no Stardust Crusaders subtitle on the cover) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Lone Wolf and Cub Vol. 23 (a few pages have some tiny stains, please see photos - $26.50 CAD / $20 USD
Lupin III (Lupin the 3rd) Vol. 12 (G3, See pics for condition) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
MPD-Psycho Vol. 11 (Sealed) - $212 CAD / $160 USD
Natsume's Book of Friends Vol. 10 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Neon Genesis Evangelion: The Shinji Ikari Raising Project Vol. 18 - $100 CAD / $75.50 USD
Please Save My Earth Vol. 1 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Puella Magi Madoka Magica: Homura's Revenge! Vol. 1 (minor stain on the top of the front cover) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Puella Magi Madoka Magica The Movie: Rebellion Vol. 1 - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
S.A. (Special A) Vol. 12 - $34.25 CAD / $26.25 USD
Samejima-kun and Sasahara-kun (BL) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Servamp Vol. 3 - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
The Kindaichi Case Files Vol. 14: The Gentleman Thief - $172.25 CAD / $130 USD
Yamada-kun and the Seven Witches Vol. 8 (tear present on the top right) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
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Manga - Sets:
Sets will not be split up unless stated otherwise!
Pics
Black Cat Vol. 1-18 & 20 - $278.25 CAD / $210 USD
Black God Vol. 1-19 (Complete Series) - $450.50 CAD / $340 USD
Blood Blockade Battlefront Vol. 5-7 - $391 CAD / $295 USD
Breath Vol. 1-5 (BL, Complete Series) - $318 CAD / $240 USD
Btooom! Vol. 1-12 & 14-26 Light and Dark (Vol. 2-7 and 9-12 have a barcode sticker on the inside of the back cover from the retailer, Vol. 14-19 are sealed) - $656 CAD / $495 USD
Cardcaptor Sakura Omnibus Vol. 1-4 (Complete Series, Dark Horse release) - $258.50 CAD / $195 USD
Eyeshield 21 Vol. 1-3 - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Future Diary Vol. 1-4 & 6-7 (Vol. 6-7 have signs of wear, see photos) - $232 CAD / $175 USD
Hey Class President! Vol. 1-2 (BL) - $100 CAD / $75.50 USD
Highschool of the Dead Vol. 1-3 - $46.50 CAD / $35 USD
Kanokon Vol. 1-9 (Complete Series) - $159 CAD / $120 USD
Lord Marksman and Vanadis Vol. 1-2 (G3-4 condition, yellowed pages) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Love Com (Lovely Complex) Vol. 1-6 (overall G3 condition) - $126 CAD / $95 USD
Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan Vol. 4-5 - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Please Tell Me! Galko-chan Vol. 1-2 - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Rabbit Man, Tiger Man Vol. 1-2 (BL) - $117.75 CAD / $90 USD
Ranma 1/2 2-in-1 Vol. 1-38 (Complete Series) - $848 CAD / $640 USD
So I Can't Play H Vol. 1-4 - $59.75 CAD / $45 USD
Tonight's Take-Out Night + This Night's Everything (BL) - $53 CAD / $40 USD
Tramps Like Us Vol. 9-10 (G3 condition) - $26.50 CAD / $20 USD
Tramps Like Us Vol. 9-10 & 13-14 (G3 condition) - $139.25 CAD / $105 USD
Ubel Blatt Vol. 0-11 (Complete Series, all but Vol. 1 is Sealed) - $788.50 CAD / $595 USD
X 3-in-1 Edition Vol. 1-6 - $258.50 CAD / $195 USD
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Please comment on the thread before sending me a PM or Chat message, and make sure your shipping address is updated on your PayPal account before sending payment.
No holds for longer than 1-2 days and throw out the first offer if you want to negotiate, though some prices are firm.
I will not split any sets, except for Tramps Like Us. How I'm willing to split them are outlined in the lists below.
Shipping:
Canada and the USA: Free shipping on all orders $100 CAD (around $75.50 USD) or over. Otherwise, shipping with tracking starts at $11.50 CAD (around $8.75 USD) and goes up based on weight + package dimensions unless stated otherwise.
Europe/International: Starts at $16 CAD for single books and goes up based on weight + package dimensions. Please ask for a shipping quote.
Prices are in Canadian dollars, with the listed USD price provided as a reference as FX rates fluctuate slightly every day. (PayPal will automatically convert your USD/local currency to CAD when you pay.) Local pickup and payment can be arranged if you live in the Greater Toronto Area.
Timestamp
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Anime:
Pics
Darker Than Black: Gemini of the Meteor Limited Edition (BD+DVD) - $126 CAD / $95 USD
Ghost Hound Complete Collection (DVD) - $112.75 CAD / $85 USD
Occult Academy Premium Edition (BD) - $212 CAD / $160 USD
Ranma 1/2 Set 3 Special Edition (BD) - $463.75 CAD / $350 USD
Sekirei Pure Engagement Limited Edition (BD/DVD, Sealed) - $251.75 CAD / $190 USD
The Asterisk War Vol. 4 (Standard Edition, Sealed) - $73 CAD / $55 USD
The Story of Saiunkoku Season 1 Complete Collection (DVD) - $238.50 CAD / $180 USD
Zoku Owarimonogatari: Koyomi Reverse (BD) - $331.25 CAD / $250 USD
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Light Novels:
Pics
Durarara!! Vol. 1-13 (Complete First Series) - $596.25 CAD / $450 USD
Strike the Blood Vol. 3-4 - $131.25 CAD / $99 USD
The Asterisk War Vol. 5 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
The Asterisk War Vol. 8 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Vampire Hunter D Vol. 12-13 (Vol. 12's spine has creasing) - $46.50 CAD / $35 USD including shipping to Canada/USA
~
Manga - Single Volumes:
Pics
A New Season of Young Leaves (BL) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Aoharu x Machinegun Vol. 1 - $20 CAD / $15 USD
Arpeggio of Blue Steel Vol. 10 - $100 CAD / $75.50 USD
Casino Lily (BL, Sealed) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Does the Flower Blossom? Vol. 1 (BL) - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Gantz G Vol. 3 - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
He's My Only Vampire Vol. 4 - $26.50 CAD / $20 USD
Hey Class President! Vol. 1 (BL, Sealed) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Honey Colored Pancakes (BL) - $59.75 CAD / $45 USD
Innocent Bird Vol. 3 (BL) - $73 CAD / $55 USD
JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders Vol. 6 (Paperback) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders Vol. 11 (Paperback, first printing with no Stardust Crusaders subtitle on the cover) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Lone Wolf and Cub Vol. 23 (a few pages have some tiny stains, please see photos - $26.50 CAD / $20 USD
Lupin III (Lupin the 3rd) Vol. 12 (G3, See pics for condition) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
MPD-Psycho Vol. 11 (Sealed) - $212 CAD / $160 USD
Natsume's Book of Friends Vol. 10 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Neon Genesis Evangelion: The Shinji Ikari Raising Project Vol. 18 - $100 CAD / $75.50 USD
Please Save My Earth Vol. 1 - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Puella Magi Madoka Magica: Homura's Revenge! Vol. 1 (minor stain on the top of the front cover) - $39.75 CAD / $30 USD
Puella Magi Madoka Magica The Movie: Rebellion Vol. 1 - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
S.A. (Special A) Vol. 12 - $34.25 CAD / $26.25 USD
Samejima-kun and Sasahara-kun (BL) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Servamp Vol. 3 - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
The Kindaichi Case Files Vol. 14: The Gentleman Thief - $172.25 CAD / $130 USD
Yamada-kun and the Seven Witches Vol. 8 (tear present on the top right) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
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Manga - Sets:
Sets will not be split up unless stated otherwise!
Pics
Black Cat Vol. 1-18 & 20 - $278.25 CAD / $210 USD
Black God Vol. 1-19 (Complete Series) - $450.50 CAD / $340 USD
Blood Blockade Battlefront Vol. 5-7 - $391 CAD / $295 USD
Breath Vol. 1-5 (BL, Complete Series) - $318 CAD / $240 USD
Btooom! Vol. 1-12 & 14-26 Light and Dark (Vol. 2-7 and 9-12 have a barcode sticker on the inside of the back cover from the retailer, Vol. 14-19 are sealed) - $656 CAD / $495 USD
Cardcaptor Sakura Omnibus Vol. 1-4 (Complete Series, Dark Horse release) - $258.50 CAD / $195 USD
Eyeshield 21 Vol. 1-3 - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Future Diary Vol. 1-4 & 6-7 (Vol. 6-7 have signs of wear, see photos) - $232 CAD / $175 USD
Hey Class President! Vol. 1-2 (BL) - $100 CAD / $75.50 USD
Highschool of the Dead Vol. 1-3 - $46.50 CAD / $35 USD
Kanokon Vol. 1-9 (Complete Series) - $159 CAD / $120 USD
Lord Marksman and Vanadis Vol. 1-2 (G3-4 condition, yellowed pages) - $33.25 CAD / $25 USD
Love Com (Lovely Complex) Vol. 1-6 (overall G3 condition) - $126 CAD / $95 USD
Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan Vol. 4-5 - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Please Tell Me! Galko-chan Vol. 1-2 - $66.25 CAD / $50 USD
Rabbit Man, Tiger Man Vol. 1-2 (BL) - $117.75 CAD / $90 USD
Ranma 1/2 2-in-1 Vol. 1-38 (Complete Series) - $848 CAD / $640 USD
So I Can't Play H Vol. 1-4 - $59.75 CAD / $45 USD
Tonight's Take-Out Night + This Night's Everything (BL) - $53 CAD / $40 USD
Tramps Like Us Vol. 9-10 (G3 condition) - $26.50 CAD / $20 USD
Tramps Like Us Vol. 9-10 & 13-14 (G3 condition) - $139.25 CAD / $105 USD
Ubel Blatt Vol. 0-11 (Complete Series, all but Vol. 1 is Sealed) - $788.50 CAD / $595 USD
X 3-in-1 Edition Vol. 1-6 - $258.50 CAD / $195 USD
2024.05.15 04:20 Deadrec62 Guess someone noticed they were free and jacked it
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2024.05.15 04:17 BX1959 I created a Python script that makes it easier to track your baby's improvements in sleep duration over time
My wife and I use the Huckleberry app to track our baby's sleep periods. Although the free version of the app allows you to view a number of sleep-related metrics, I also wanted to see whether his longest nightly sleep stretches were getting longer over time. Therefore, I created a Python project that reads in data from Huckleberry (or a separate custom .csv file); analyzes its sleep information; and then produces a number of visualizations.
The project's readme has instructions on using the code to track your own baby's sleep data. It's released under the open-source MIT license, so you are welcome to use and modify it for free.
Personally, I've found that running the code and viewing its output helps reassure me that our baby is making progress with sleep, even if he seems to have some setbacks now and then! I hope you'll find it useful as well in evaluating the effectiveness of your sleep training approach.
(Note: The sample data shown within the project is completely made up using another Python script, and is not meant to reflect normal sleep patterns in infants.)
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The project's readme has instructions on using the code to track your own baby's sleep data. It's released under the open-source MIT license, so you are welcome to use and modify it for free.
Personally, I've found that running the code and viewing its output helps reassure me that our baby is making progress with sleep, even if he seems to have some setbacks now and then! I hope you'll find it useful as well in evaluating the effectiveness of your sleep training approach.
(Note: The sample data shown within the project is completely made up using another Python script, and is not meant to reflect normal sleep patterns in infants.)
2024.05.15 04:15 shred-it-bro Dobie nail trimming hack (read caption)
 | We rescued our dobie from a family member, it was absolutely a neglect situation. Her nails and quicks were extremely overgrown, amongst many other health issues. She was also never properly introduced to nail trimming, it was very rarely done at her old home. We battled this problem for years, it required twice weekly trimmings to push back the quicks. This was extremely challenging as she hated the dremel and deeply feared the clippers after I accidentally cut her once. It was always a two man job and very stressful. submitted by shred-it-bro to DobermanPinscher [link] [comments] Enter the nail file. Purchase an 80 or 100 grit file at a beauty supply store, they are used for filing acrylic nails. I’ve been able to file her nails every second day with little to no fear or fighting. If your dobie is super intolerant to nail trims, try this!!! I feel I finally have her nails at an agreeable length, and they no longer hit the floor. Goodbye mom guilt. Hope this works for you 🩷 it’s important to keep their nails short so it doesn’t cause issues with their gait and feet. If you need pointers feel free to send me a message. All the best 🩷 |
2024.05.15 04:11 BX1959 I created a Python script that makes it easier to track your baby's improvements in sleep duration over time
My wife and I use the Huckleberry app to track our baby's sleep periods. Although the free version of the app allows you to view a number of sleep-related metrics, I also wanted to see whether his longest nightly sleep stretches were getting longer over time. Therefore, I created a Python project that reads in data from Huckleberry (or a separate custom .csv file); analyzes its sleep information; and then produces a number of visualizations.
The project's readme has instructions on using the code to track your own baby's sleep data. It's released under the open-source MIT license, so you are welcome to use and modify it for free.
Personally, I've found that running the code and viewing its output helps reassure me that our baby is making progress with sleep, even if he seems to have some setbacks now and then! I hope you'll find it useful as well in evaluating the effectiveness of your sleep training approach.
(Note: The sample data shown within the project is completely made up using another Python script, and is not meant to reflect normal sleep patterns in infants.)
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The project's readme has instructions on using the code to track your own baby's sleep data. It's released under the open-source MIT license, so you are welcome to use and modify it for free.
Personally, I've found that running the code and viewing its output helps reassure me that our baby is making progress with sleep, even if he seems to have some setbacks now and then! I hope you'll find it useful as well in evaluating the effectiveness of your sleep training approach.
(Note: The sample data shown within the project is completely made up using another Python script, and is not meant to reflect normal sleep patterns in infants.)
2024.05.15 04:05 cactus_gtr Looking for new wireless headphones for video editing and PC gaming!
Hi! I'm in the market for a new set of headphones, and I have a lot of boxes I'd like to check, if possible. I'm not even sure where to start, so I came here.
What aspect of your current listening experience would you like to improve?
I've owned the Steelseries Arctis 7 Wireless for as long as they have been around. After several years of daily use, the ear cushions have ripped beyond repair. I loved the headphones and will never be able to go back to anything wired. Curious to see how far wireless/bluetooth technology has come, and if there are any good jack-of-all trades headsets out there for me to check out. I would love to be able to edit videos, play PC games, and listen to music from my iPhone with the same set of headphones. While I produce video content professionally, I am not a sound designer or audio technician, so I'm not too concerned about paying up to get premium sound quality.
Budget - ~$200 USD
Source/Amp - Wireless to Windows laptop and/or iPhone 13.
How the gear will be used - I create video content for my job, so video editing would be the primary use. I do like to game in my free time, so an integrated/detachable microphone is a plus. I don't take gaming that seriously, so the ability to hear footsteps from across the map isn't that important. I would also love to be able to use headphones at the gym by connecting to my phone, but not a dealbreaker.
Preferred tonal balance - Not too picky here. Balanced is probably my best bet.
Preferred music genre(s) - Everything except for heavy metal.
Past gear experience - Steelseries Arctis 7 Wireless. Loved the battery life, retractable microphone, volume dial and game/chat audio balance dial. The mute button was handy too. Such a reliable and durable headset that lasted me over five years with no technical issues. Didn't like how they sat on my head and how quiet they felt. I played all of my games on max volume (admittedly, I never messed with the Steelseries software so this maybe could have been fixed). Headphones were comfortable, but didn't feel secure. If I wanted to connect them to my iPhone, I needed to use the cable and a lightning dongle.
MUST HAVE:
Wireless or bluetooth capability for Windows 10, adequate sound quality for video editing and gaming, microphone (detachable or retractable... would like to wear these in public without looking like a pilot 😂)
BONUS:
Compatible with Windows 10 AND iOS, volume dial, game/chat audio balance dial, mute button, travel friendly
I understand if my criteria and/or budget is a little too restricting, so don't hesitate to let me know that. My knowledge of headphones is super limited, so I need all of the help I can get! Thank you so much!
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What aspect of your current listening experience would you like to improve?
I've owned the Steelseries Arctis 7 Wireless for as long as they have been around. After several years of daily use, the ear cushions have ripped beyond repair. I loved the headphones and will never be able to go back to anything wired. Curious to see how far wireless/bluetooth technology has come, and if there are any good jack-of-all trades headsets out there for me to check out. I would love to be able to edit videos, play PC games, and listen to music from my iPhone with the same set of headphones. While I produce video content professionally, I am not a sound designer or audio technician, so I'm not too concerned about paying up to get premium sound quality.
Budget - ~$200 USD
Source/Amp - Wireless to Windows laptop and/or iPhone 13.
How the gear will be used - I create video content for my job, so video editing would be the primary use. I do like to game in my free time, so an integrated/detachable microphone is a plus. I don't take gaming that seriously, so the ability to hear footsteps from across the map isn't that important. I would also love to be able to use headphones at the gym by connecting to my phone, but not a dealbreaker.
Preferred tonal balance - Not too picky here. Balanced is probably my best bet.
Preferred music genre(s) - Everything except for heavy metal.
Past gear experience - Steelseries Arctis 7 Wireless. Loved the battery life, retractable microphone, volume dial and game/chat audio balance dial. The mute button was handy too. Such a reliable and durable headset that lasted me over five years with no technical issues. Didn't like how they sat on my head and how quiet they felt. I played all of my games on max volume (admittedly, I never messed with the Steelseries software so this maybe could have been fixed). Headphones were comfortable, but didn't feel secure. If I wanted to connect them to my iPhone, I needed to use the cable and a lightning dongle.
MUST HAVE:
Wireless or bluetooth capability for Windows 10, adequate sound quality for video editing and gaming, microphone (detachable or retractable... would like to wear these in public without looking like a pilot 😂)
BONUS:
Compatible with Windows 10 AND iOS, volume dial, game/chat audio balance dial, mute button, travel friendly
I understand if my criteria and/or budget is a little too restricting, so don't hesitate to let me know that. My knowledge of headphones is super limited, so I need all of the help I can get! Thank you so much!
2024.05.15 04:00 DoctorKokktor Does FreeRTOS support Arm Cortex-M7 chips such as the STM32F767ZI?
Hey all, I wanted to buy a STM32 Nucleo board to learn the basics of FreeRTOS. However, upon looking at what nucleo board to buy, I found the Nucleo-F787ZI board.
The reason I want to use this board over the standard boards such as the Nucleo-F103RB or similar is because this F767ZI board has an ethernet jack so it supports ethernet. I want to learn about networking so I figure that it might be beneficial to get a board which supports ethernet right off the bat.
However, I also want to learn FreeRTOS but when I went to the FreeRTOS website to see what architectures they support, they mention that they support cortex M3-M4 but there is no mention of M7.
Has anyone tried to run FreeRTOS on a more powerful nucleo board like this?
EDIT: Nevermind, I am blind; I see that it supports Cortex-M7.
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The reason I want to use this board over the standard boards such as the Nucleo-F103RB or similar is because this F767ZI board has an ethernet jack so it supports ethernet. I want to learn about networking so I figure that it might be beneficial to get a board which supports ethernet right off the bat.
However, I also want to learn FreeRTOS but when I went to the FreeRTOS website to see what architectures they support, they mention that they support cortex M3-M4 but there is no mention of M7.
Has anyone tried to run FreeRTOS on a more powerful nucleo board like this?
EDIT: Nevermind, I am blind; I see that it supports Cortex-M7.
2024.05.15 03:52 Calledinthe90s The Mortgage, Part 3
I accidentally posted this to my username instead of my subreddit so here is is:
The Mortgage, Part 3
“Fuck,” I said as I drove to work in the old beater that only started on the fourth try because it could tell that I was pissed off. Ray’s case started at two o’clock, and I was heading to the office to get ready. “Fuck fuck fuckity fucking fuck. Fuck.” I’d wanted to tell Angela about Ray’s case, and how I was sorry that I hadn’t wanted to help him, but now I would, I would help him, and I would win, but then I’d gotten her all riled up on something else, something totally different, something way more serious.
My wife had given me a triple ultimatum: fix things up with her father, save idiot Ray from Sy-Co Corp., and somehow find a downpayment for the place she wanted to buy, in the little townhouse infill project in Bixity. It was like demanding I do a double bank shot, and then run over to the baseball diamond and hit a home run after first pointing to where it would land, Babe Ruth style.
Angela was mad at me, seriously mad. She’d slipped out that morning before I was even awake, sliding quietly past me on the couch. I didn’t realize she was gone until I heard the faint click of the front door closing. I jumped up, tripped over a blanket, and by the time I got up and my robe on, the elevator down the hall dinged, and Angela was gone before I opened the apartment door.
I swore at myself some more and pounded the steering wheel, “I fucked up,” I said, several times as I hit the wheel over and over again, until I accidentally honked it, and then looked all sheepish when the guy in front of me gave me the finger. I reached my office without further incident, but instead of walking in the front door, I went further down the hall, and into the office of Mark Cecil-Rowe, Barrister, LL.D, the man with the finest speaking voice I ever heard. When I entered his office I forgot for a minute about Angela and her father and sleeping on the couch the night before. I forget about everything, except the reason that I had come to Cecil-Rowe’s office: to stump him with a legal problem that I had solved, but which I was pretty sure he could not. In other words, I had come to preen and to brag and to boast. No one likes a showoff, and I had come to show off. I put my hand on the door and turned the knob. After a brief pause, I flung open the door.
“I’m a goddamn genius,” I said as I strolled into the older man’s office.
I noticed the echo of a hastily closed desk drawer hanging in the air. In Aaron’s office, where I rented space, a sudden act of concealment implied cocaine, but with Cecil-Rowe, the item in question was probably a mickey of vodka. I had the sense that he’d been drinking a bit before I arrived, but his powers of observation were unimpaired, and when he looked into my face, his expression showed sympathy, and actual pain.
“What have you done now?” he said, as set the papers before him to one side, and readied himself to hear my latest tale of legal brilliance.
“I’m a genius,” I said.
“Oh dear. Have a seat.”
“No really, I am. I’m a genius. I got this case that everyone says you can’t win, but I’m gonna win it, and when I do, I’m gonna look like a genius.” Cecil-Rowe gave me a sad indulgent smile.
“Whenever you tell me you’re a genius, I am always concerned about what is to follow. When you get wrapped up in what you call your genius, you tend to ignore the more mundane things we lawyers have to do to win a case. You think you’re going to win by genius alone.”
“Let me tell you why I’m a goddamn genius.” With effort I wiped the smug, self-satisfied expression that was on my face.
“Tell me why you’re a genius,” Cecil-Rowe said, “while I pour us a coffee.” He heaved his bulky body up from his chair and shuffled over to a counter. He picked up a carafe of hot coffee sitting on a hot plate, and poured two cups. “Speak,” he said, handing me one. I took a sip of the coffee, and told Cecil-Rowe the tale of Cousin Ray: his purchase of a franchise from Sy-Co Corp, its swift demise, the crash and burn in Commercial Court, the Minutes of Settlement, the seventy-one kilometer limit, and lastly, Sy-Co’s motion scheduled for two p.m. that very day, seeking an interim injunction shutting down Ray’s place.
Cecil-Rowe absorbed all this without the need to take notes. Instead, he sat back while he eyed me, taking the occasional sip of coffee, and smiling at the extravagant flourishes and details that brought out Ray’s story to full effect.
“Obviously Ray is dead on arrival,” he said, “but I guess this is the part where you tell me how you’re going to win.”
So I told him how I was going to win, but it didn’t have the desired effect. “I told ya I’m a genius, Mr. C,” cueing him to applaud, to admit what a brilliant lawyer I was. But there was no applause from Mark Cecil-Rowe. He looked at me without so much as a smile.
“You can cling to that genius notion as a consolation prize, after you get whipped this afternoon in court.”
“No way,” I said, “not a chance. I got this thing won hands down. I’m gonna kick ass in court today and--”
“And how exactly do you plan to do that, if you don’t have evidence?”
“What?”
“Evidence, Calledinthe9os. It’s what lawyers like me use to beat geniuses like you.”
“But I’m gonna win without proof. I don’t need proof. The argument I’m gonna make, relies on simple facts that are totally obvious, so the judge is gonna--” Cecil-Rowe stuck up his hand.
“Stop right there. I know what’s coming. You’re going to ask the judge to take *judicial notice.”
And he was right. That was exactly what I was going to do.
There are some things so obvious that you didn’t have to prove them, things that everyone knew. You didn’t have to prove that water froze at zero degrees and boiled at a hundred, or that Bixity was between West Bay and East Bay.
“You got it,” I said, “judicial notice all the way.”
“You’re going to tell the judge that the centerpiece of your argument, the lynchpin of your case is a fact known to pretty well everyone, and so you don’t need proof.”
“Exactly,” I said. Cecil-Rowe took another sip of his coffee, and left me hanging in the silence for a while before he spoke.
“If that’s true, then why does coming up with that argument make you a genius?”
“Oh, I said,”I didn’t think of that.”
“It is acceptable to rely on judicial notice for minor, ancillary points. But you never should walk into court thinking that the court will take judicial notice of your entire defence. It’s just too risky.”
“But how am I going to rustle up a witness in time for this afternoon?”
“Worry about that after you leave my office. I can’t help you with that. What I want to know, is why you’re doing this at the last minute.”
“What makes you think I’m doing this at the last minute?”
“Because you never would have resorted to judicial notice if you were properly prepared. If you’d opened this case a bit earlier, you’ve have everything lined up. But you got to work on it late, and so you want to rely on judicial notice. You’ve messed up, Calledinthe90s, and you know what my rule is when you mess up.” Cecil-Rowe didn’t extend aid to me, until I admitted the error of my ways. It was infuriating, but he was inflexible. So I fessed up.
“My idiot cousin Ray’s been trying to retain me for almost two weeks, but I was putting him off because I was mad at him. So now my wife’s mad at me, and if I don’t win this case, I’m dead. Plus her dad’s mad at me too and --” My brain roared into overdrive, a mess of family and law and fear, and at the centre of it, thoughts of Angela’s anger and her father. My mind took off, and then came to an instant halt at a helpful destination.
“Yes?” Cecil-Rowe said.
“Sorry. I just realized how to solve the evidence problem. Look, can I ask you about the thing I actually came here to ask you about?”
“You have a problem that’s worse than having no evidence? What could be worse than -- oh. You don’t have a retainer. Your client doesn't have any money.”
“Exactly. How do I get paid? That’s the problem.” I explained that Ray had no money, as in none, and that if he did have money, he wouldn’t spend it on me. Instead, he’d go back downtown and throw his cash at some big firm, who would take on his case, and proceed to lose it in a calm, careful, sober manner, ending in a reporting letter to Ray telling him that he’d lost.
“Now that’s a problem I can solve,” Cecil-Rowe said.
“Really? ‘Cause I can’t see a way around it. I think I’m gonna have to do this for free, and that really pisses me off.” Cecil-Rowe shook his head.
“You may or may not get paid, but you can set things up so that if you win, you’ll win pretty good.”
“How? Ray’s a deadbeat. Tapped out.”
“But is he desperate?”
“Totally. The first time he failed, he lost his own money, but if he goes under this time, he’s taking family money with him, and he’ll be the black sheep forever.”
“And he’s using family to emotionally blackmail you into helping him?’
“Like no shit. That’s the part that pisses me off the most. I’m like a goddamn slave, being forced to work for free.”
“Never fear, young apprentice. I have just the thing in mind.” He reached into a drawer, and pulled out a form. “Fill in the blanks, and have him sign.”
I looked it over, and saw that the document was a retainer agreement. I whistled. “Holy shit. If he signs this, he’s almost my slave.”
“Close, but not quite” Cecil-Rowe said, “the Latin term for this is "contractus pro venditione animae"”. It’s the ultimate retainer agreement. Once Ray signs that, you own any cause of action he has against the person suing him. You can settle the case on any terms you like, and you get to keep whatever proceeds there are.” Cecil-Rowe placed the folder back in a drawer, and from his manner you could tell that the interview was over.
“Awesome, Mr. C. I’ll call you from Commercial Court when we’re done.”
“Commercial Court?” he said.
“Yeah, Commercial Court.”
“This just keeps getting worse. Take notes, Calledinthe90s, while I school you on Commercial Court. Commercial Court is a jungle, and without preparation, you’ll get savaged.”
“That’s what happened to Ray when--”
“Take notes, young apprentice,” he said, tossing me a pad and a pen. He started to lecture, and I took notes that I have with me to this day, in a safe deposit box downstairs in the vault at Mega Bank Main Branch.
* * *
By the time Cecil-Rowe finished schooling me, it was close to ten, and the case started at two. I didn’t have much time. I ran down the hall to my office, and called Ray’s restaurant. No answer. Then I called Ray’s house. I expected to get Ray’s wife, but the man himself answered.
“You’re not at work. Why aren’t you at work?”
“Sy-Co Corp served all my employees with a cease and desist letter. They all got scared and took off. The place is shut down.”
“You gotta fax machine at home?” He did, and asked why.
“I’m taking your case, but only if you sign the paper I’m about to send and fax it back.” I sent the fax, and five minutes later it came back signed, and it was official: Ray had sold me his legal soul.
I went out to the parking lot, got into my beater and drove fast. In less than thirty minutes I reached my destination. I knocked on the door, and when it opened, my diminutive mother-in-law poked out her head. “What a pleasant surprise,” she said.
“Sorry, Mrs. M, but I’m in a super hurry. I gotta rush to get to court to help Ray. But first, I gotta speak to Dr. M.”
“He’s not here,” she said.
“Not here?”
“He’s on his way to his bridge game. He left just a few minutes ago.”
“Where’s the club?”
“He’s walking there,” she said, and pointed down the street.
“Thanks.” I got into my car and headed where Mrs. M had pointed, passing big houses and new project with an “Opening Soon” sign. And walking past it was the figure of Dr. M.
“Hey, Dr. M,” I called out the window. He stopped and looked around, startled. But he didn’t see me, not at first.
“It’s me, Dr. M. Me, Calledin90s.” He leaned forward as if to see me better. I got out of the car.
“Is something wrong with Angela? Or the baby?”
“No, no not at all, sorry to scare you, it’s nothing like that. I need your help.”
“Oh.” He started walking again, and now it was my turn to be a bit stunned, watching my father-in-law walk away from me. I caught up with him in a few quick strides.
“Listen, I really need your help.”
“And I really need to get to a bridge game.”
“This isn’t about me. It’s about Ray.” That brought him to a halt. He turned to me, angrier even than he’d been the night before.
“Did you drive all the way out here just to make fun of me? To remind me of how you won, distracting me with nonsense about Ray’s case?”
“I mean it,” I said, “I can win Ray’s case. I can prove it in a few words.”
“Prove it, then.” So I did. I spoke words, only a few words, but they were the right words to speak to Dr. M, for the words I spoke were in his language, words that he understood perfectly.
“I understand,” he said, “you’ve come to boast some more, to prove that you were right after all.”
“I want to win Ray’s case, but I don’t have any proof of what I’m saying.”
“You don’t need to prove that two plus two is four.”
“This, I gotta prove, and I need you to help me prove it. I need you to come to court with me, as my witness.”
“I can’t do that. I didn’t witness anything.”
“As my witness. My expert witness.” Unlike a normal witness, an expert witness can give an opinion. An expert is there not to advocate, I explained to Dr. M but to instruct, to teach.
“My bridge partner won’t be very happy,” he said.
“But Ray will, and so will Mrs. M and Angela and--”
“Very well. Do you have a cell phone? We can call the bridge club from my car.”
* * *
We were on the highway getting close to the downtown exit, when my wife called my cell phone. Back then cell phone service was super expensive and my wife only used it for emergencies. Or when she was really angry. I picked up the phone, wondering which it would be.
“I’m so happy that you made things up with my father,” she said.
“How did you know?”
“My mother called. She says you took him with you, that you went out together.”
“He’s with me right now,” I said.
“Where are you going?”
“To court. Going to court to win Ray’s case for him.”
“And you brought my father with you to watch?” She was so happy, I could hear in her voice that she was smiling. “That’s a great way to bond with him, Calledinthe90s. Look, I’m sorry I got so mad at you earlier, I really am. My dad’s a bit too sensitive and--”
“Sorry, Angela, your dad’s not coming to watch me.”
“Why is he with you, then?”
“He’s my witness,” I said.
“What?”
“His expert witness,” Dr. M said, loudly enough for Angela to hear.
My wife’s anger exploded into the phone. She wanted to know how I could expose her elderly, vulnerable father to the stress of a court case. I tried to tell her how I needed him, how there was literally no one else I could turn to, that her father was an expert, a true expert, and the judge was legally bound to believe him, but Angela heard none of this.
“Look,’ I said, “I promise you that--” And then I lowered the phone and pushed the red button, terminating the call. I’d learned that the best way to hang up on someone, was to do it when I was doing the talking. That way it looked like the call had dropped.
“I’m going to steal that move,” Dr. M said.
We rolled into the parking lot. I grabbed the cloth bag out of the back of my car, the bag that held my law robes and shirt and tabs, plus the other stuff I needed for court. It was one-thirty, still thirty minutes to go, not a lot of time to get robed and ready for court. It was just past one-forty five when I, with Dr. M in tow, opened the door to a courtroom on the eighth floor of an old insurance building that had been converted into a courthouse, the home of Commercial Court.
“Commercial Court is an exclusive club,” Cecil-Rowe had explained to me earlier that day, “the legal playground of the rich and powerful. They’ll know instantly that you’re not one of them.” And he was right. It was clear from the moment I walked in that I did not belong, for I was the only lawyer in robes. Everyone else was wearing a suit, and not some cheap thing off the rack like I wore.
There were a half-dozen lawyers present, and after they saw me, they exchanged knowing looks about the stranger amongst them. I ignored them, and walked up to the Registrar. I told him the case I was on, and he signed me in.
“First time in Commercial Court?” he said, eyeing my robes. “You know you don’t have to be robed in Commercial Court.” In other Superior Courts, you always had to bring your robes and get all dressed up. But Commercial Court had its own set of rules, and in the court for rich people, their lawyers did not have to wear robes.
“You’re here on the Sy-Co case?” a young woman asked. She was a junior like me, give a year or two either way. She was dressed in the finest downtown counsel fashion, some designer thing that Angela would know if she saw it.
“Just got retained,” I said.
“You know there’s no adjournments, right? We don’t do adjournments in Commercial Court. I’m just trying to be helpful, because I don’t think you've been here before. You know you don’t have to be robed, right?
“So I heard.”
“So where’s your material? You haven’t served anything, so how do you plan to argue your case?”
“I gotta witness,” I said.
She smiled. “There’s no viva voce evidence, either. Affidavit only.”
“We’ll see what the judge says.” There was a knock from the other side of the door to the judge’s chambers, and then the man himself entered.
I was amazed to see that even the judge wasn’t wearing a robe; instead, he was wearing a light coloured suit and a bright blue bow tie. He was dressed as good as the lawyers, all part of the downtown Commercial Court club, the playground of the richest and most powerful corporations in the City.
“Commercial Court’s not like other courts,” Cecil-Rowe told me earlier that day, explaining that most cases were over in fifteen minutes or less. A plaintiff showed up with some papers, and had a short consultation with the judge. The judge signed an order granting an injunction, or taking away a man’s business, or freezing his money. Commercial Court is where you went to get quick and simple court orders that eviscerated your opponent before the case even got going.
Defendants would appear sometimes in Commercial Court, Cecil-Rowe explained, but it was usually their last time up. Defendants always died a quick death in Commercial Court.
The judge took his seat, and then looked over the lawyers before him. His eyes moved along, and then stopped when they reached me, the one lawyer who was not like the others.
“You don’t need robes in Commercial Court,” the judge said to me.
“I’ll remember that for next time,” I said.
“What case are you on?”
I told him.
“He’s filed no responding materials,” my opponent said, “nothing at all.”
“I’m just vetting the list,” the judge said, “I’ll circle back to you two in a few minutes.” I listend while the judge vetted the rest of the afternoon list: a Mareva, plus a Norwich order, with counsel on those cases sent away in a matter of minutes.
Now the courtroom was almost empty, just the judge, two lawyers, the registrar and my star witness and father-in-law, Dr. M, who sat in the back of the courtroom dressed in an old business suit, put on hastily at his place two hours earlier, when I urged him to hurry it up, to not waste so much time on picking a suit.
“Back to you,” the judge said, addressing my opponent, “I thought this was an uncontested matter. That’s what your confirmation sheet said.”
“I’m sorry, Your Honour, but I didn’t know until I got here that the case was defended.”
“I got retained at the last minute,” I said, “barely three hours ago, the day after I read the papers. But I’m ready to go, ready to argue the case on the merits, so long as you grant me an indulgence, and let me call my witness, to let him testify in person instead of by affidavit, there being no time for me to draft anything.”
Opposing counsel was on her feet. “That’s not how things are done in Commercial Court,” she said, “or any court that I know of, for that matter. My friend (that’s what they make lawyers call each other in court, ‘my friend,’ even though you might hate the other guy’s guts),” the lawyer said, “my friend should have served his responding materials and filed them with the court. Instead, he’s taken us totally by surprise.”
“I’m sorry my friend is surprised by opposition,” I said, “but then consider, it’s my client’s livelihood that’s at stake. If my friend gets her injunction, Ray Telewu’s business is dead, and he loses everything. So yes, my client opposes the injunction, and yes, I’d like to call evidence.”
The judge didn’t consult the papers before him nor the books, but instead, he looked up at the big white clock on the courtroom wall. Its hands said two-fifteen.
“How long will your witness take, counsel?”
“In chief, ten minutes.” I’d practiced with Dr. M on the way in, and I was pretty sure he could do it in five, but I gave him a bit of extra time, just in case.
“We’ve got about two hours,” the judge said, “but I want to be fair to you and your client. Let’s take a fifteen minute recess so you can get instructions. Either we go ahead today with viva voce evidence, or we adjourn, and that will give Calledinthe90s time to file responding materials.”
When everyone came back, the junior’s boss was there, Senior Counsel, a heavy weight, one of those big guys downtown. Plus they brought this guy from Sy-Co Corp, the head of some bullshit division, with some bullshit title, Head of whatever, so that’s the title I’ll give him here. He was The Head. He was the man, the big cheese, the signer of the affidavit on which Sy-Co relied that day.
“What’s he doing here?” I asked Senior Counsel.
He stared at me, all lean and steel grey, looking every inch the hard hitting lawyer that commanded the biggest fees. “If you’re calling a live witness, then so can we. The Head will give evidence today, in advance of your client, so that the judge hears it from him first.” His junior smirked at me, and the two of them sat down, delighted that they’d thought of a way to one up me.
Except that they’d done it by exposing their client to cross-examination. The judge came in, allowed the Head to testify, and when he was done, I stood up.
“Just a few questions,” I said. Senior Counsel was stunned for an instant, and then he stood.
“This serves no purpose, Your Honour. The witness has confirmed the simple facts of his affidavit, and there’s no disputing it. Ray Telewu opened a restaurant less than seventy-one kilometres from Bixity City Hall, and that’s in breach of the Minutes of Settlement he signed.”
I did not bother to respond. Instead, I just stood, and I started to ask questions.
“Have a look at that map in your affidavit,” I said, and he did. I picked up my copy, and tore the map out of it. I passed it up to him.
“What do you notice about this map?”
“That it’s accurate,” the Head said, repeating his evidence in chief, amplifying it, talking about how the map contained perfect measurement.
“You will notice that the map is flat,” I said, laying it on the witness box before him.
“Of course it’s flat. That’s what maps are. Maps are flat.”
“But the earth is round,” I said, “or more properly, a sphere.” Senior Counsel was on his feet in an instant.
“What difference does that make?” he said.
“What you’ll hear from my expert witness, is that a flat map cannot accurately show Earth’s curves. A flat map distorts distances, and in this case, reduces them.”
“But that can’t be by very much.”
“In this case, by just over twenty meters,” Dr. M said from the back of the court.
“That’s my expert witness, the esteemed Dr. M.” I didn’t actually say Dr. M. Instead, I said his real name. But I’m not going to use the real names of my family here, so I’ll just keep calling him Dr. M. “Dr. M was a professor of Physics at the University of Bixity for almost thirty years. He has published numerous papers on particle physics, and is the first Canadian winner of the Wolf Prize for physics.”
Senior Counsel tried to cross-examine Dr. M, but it did not go well, my father-in-law indulging him, gently chiding him, continuing his explanations until the lawyer sat down, defeated by Dr. M’s mastery of the subject,his own lack of preparation and his inability to improvise. When counsel said that he had no further questions, the judge addressed us all.
“I’m not going to reserve, and I don’t think I need to tell everyone why. I think it will take about a minute for me to write a decision saying that the Earth is not flat. I’ll give you some more time after that, but after fifteen minutes, I”ll be back to render my decision.” He rose, everyone bowed, and he disappeared behind the door to judge’s chambers.
I pulled a piece of paper out of my file, and slammed it on the desk before Senior Counsel and his junior. “Fill in the blanks, and sign,” I said.
Dr. M’s head shot up at the commotion, and he shuffled over to see what was going on.
“What’s this?” Senior Counsel said, picking up the paper I gave him..
“Minutes of Settlement. You fill in a number, a big number, for the costs you gotta pay me. Your client signs, and then we’re done.” Senior Counsel opened his mouth to bargain, but I overrode him.
“You know your client’s going to lose; the judge made that obvious. Hurry up if you want to settle; we don’t have much time.”
At the end of most Canadian court cases, the loser has to pay at least part of the winner’s legal fees. That’s the way it’s been since forever, and I think it’s a good rule. Sy-Co Corp had lost, so it had to pay a good chunk of Ray’s costs, and Ray’s costs were somewhere between whatever bullshit figure I claimed they were, and where they actually ought to be. Senior Counsel took the paper over to his client. There was a brief discussion, and then they came back, with the form signed, and a number written in the blank space.
I’ll give it to Sy-Co Corp and their lawyer. It wasn’t a bullshit number, a low ball number. They gave me a real number, a number more like something I’d actually accept, a number that made sense to pay me in costs, in light of the success I’d had, and how I got it. It was a respectful number, a common sense number, and I appreciated it an awful lot.
I tossed the paper back at them.
“Add a zero,” I said, continuing on when Senior Counsel blanched, and his junior retreated a step. “I know what’s going on here. Your client sold mine a bullshit franchise, one with a history of failing.” The franchise had opened up again under a new owner not long after Ray had lost it and then it promptly failed again. Like I said at the start of this story, it’s an old story. It’s how some franchise companies make money. “Your client makes more money selling bullshit franchises doomed to fail, then it does from the honest ones that make money. So add a zero to that number, or Ray’s gonna sue you, class action and all that, for all the people you’ve fucked.”
The Head stepped forward from the benches and spoke to me.
“We get threats like that all the time, but no one follows through. They don’t have the money to fight us, and neither does your client. So go ahead and sue.”
“It’s true that Ray doesn’t have jack shit,” I said, “not a pot to piss in, but he’s my cousin, Ray is, and even if he doesn’t have money, he’s got me. Ray’s family, and for Ray, I’ll sue you guys for free. Hell, I’ll even pay the expenses. Plus I’m gonna put a jury notice in, too, come to think of it, ‘cause juries--”
Senior Counsel cut me off, and moved his client to the back of the courtroom. There was a brief discussion, and then they came back. I watched as Senior Counsel wrote a single digit on the Minutes, a zero, written right where I wanted it.
“You’ll have to initial the change,” I said to the Head of Sy-C0, and it gave me great satisfaction to watch him sign.
“Don’t forget,” I said the moment his pen stopped moving, “for the settlement to be valid, I need to get the money today. Right now.”
“Can’t it wait until tomorrow?” the Head said.
“Not if you want the settlement to stay in place. I’ll follow you back to your office, and you can put a cheque in my hands.”
“It’s an absurdly expensive bunch of flowers,” I said, “although no flowers, however beautiful, however expensive, could expiate my--”
She took the flowers, and gave a kiss.
“My mom called. She told me what happened. You fixed things with my dad.”
“Yup,” I said. I had certainly done that. I’d made Dr. M a professor again, if only for a few minutes. Not only a professor, but an expert witness. The judge had declared him an expert in plain terms and Dr.M had beamed when he’d heard those words.
“And you won Ray’s case, too. But my mom didn’t know how, and I don’t know how you did it either.”
“I’ll tell you over dinner tonight,” I said.
“But we agreed no more dinners out; we have to save money, now that a baby’s coming.”
I passed her the envelope that I’d received a few hours before. She opened it, and took out a cheque, a cheque drawn up for an amount I specified, made payable to Mr. and Mrs. Calledinthe90s.
The moment I got that cheque, all I could think about was how my wife would react when I put it into her hands. I could not wait to see her eyes bulge, to hear her voice say “oh my god,” to hear her laugh.
She did none of these things. Instead, she cried.
“Does this mean we can buy a house?” The money wouldn’t be enough to buy a house, not nowadays, with prices being so crazy. But things were different back then in the 90s. Sure, the internet was barely a thing and cell phones were super expensive and a lot of things sucked, but I’ll give the nineties one thing: houses were cheap.
“I think so,” I said.
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The Mortgage, Part 3
“Fuck,” I said as I drove to work in the old beater that only started on the fourth try because it could tell that I was pissed off. Ray’s case started at two o’clock, and I was heading to the office to get ready. “Fuck fuck fuckity fucking fuck. Fuck.” I’d wanted to tell Angela about Ray’s case, and how I was sorry that I hadn’t wanted to help him, but now I would, I would help him, and I would win, but then I’d gotten her all riled up on something else, something totally different, something way more serious.
My wife had given me a triple ultimatum: fix things up with her father, save idiot Ray from Sy-Co Corp., and somehow find a downpayment for the place she wanted to buy, in the little townhouse infill project in Bixity. It was like demanding I do a double bank shot, and then run over to the baseball diamond and hit a home run after first pointing to where it would land, Babe Ruth style.
Angela was mad at me, seriously mad. She’d slipped out that morning before I was even awake, sliding quietly past me on the couch. I didn’t realize she was gone until I heard the faint click of the front door closing. I jumped up, tripped over a blanket, and by the time I got up and my robe on, the elevator down the hall dinged, and Angela was gone before I opened the apartment door.
I swore at myself some more and pounded the steering wheel, “I fucked up,” I said, several times as I hit the wheel over and over again, until I accidentally honked it, and then looked all sheepish when the guy in front of me gave me the finger. I reached my office without further incident, but instead of walking in the front door, I went further down the hall, and into the office of Mark Cecil-Rowe, Barrister, LL.D, the man with the finest speaking voice I ever heard. When I entered his office I forgot for a minute about Angela and her father and sleeping on the couch the night before. I forget about everything, except the reason that I had come to Cecil-Rowe’s office: to stump him with a legal problem that I had solved, but which I was pretty sure he could not. In other words, I had come to preen and to brag and to boast. No one likes a showoff, and I had come to show off. I put my hand on the door and turned the knob. After a brief pause, I flung open the door.
“I’m a goddamn genius,” I said as I strolled into the older man’s office.
I noticed the echo of a hastily closed desk drawer hanging in the air. In Aaron’s office, where I rented space, a sudden act of concealment implied cocaine, but with Cecil-Rowe, the item in question was probably a mickey of vodka. I had the sense that he’d been drinking a bit before I arrived, but his powers of observation were unimpaired, and when he looked into my face, his expression showed sympathy, and actual pain.
“What have you done now?” he said, as set the papers before him to one side, and readied himself to hear my latest tale of legal brilliance.
“I’m a genius,” I said.
“Oh dear. Have a seat.”
“No really, I am. I’m a genius. I got this case that everyone says you can’t win, but I’m gonna win it, and when I do, I’m gonna look like a genius.” Cecil-Rowe gave me a sad indulgent smile.
“Whenever you tell me you’re a genius, I am always concerned about what is to follow. When you get wrapped up in what you call your genius, you tend to ignore the more mundane things we lawyers have to do to win a case. You think you’re going to win by genius alone.”
“Let me tell you why I’m a goddamn genius.” With effort I wiped the smug, self-satisfied expression that was on my face.
“Tell me why you’re a genius,” Cecil-Rowe said, “while I pour us a coffee.” He heaved his bulky body up from his chair and shuffled over to a counter. He picked up a carafe of hot coffee sitting on a hot plate, and poured two cups. “Speak,” he said, handing me one. I took a sip of the coffee, and told Cecil-Rowe the tale of Cousin Ray: his purchase of a franchise from Sy-Co Corp, its swift demise, the crash and burn in Commercial Court, the Minutes of Settlement, the seventy-one kilometer limit, and lastly, Sy-Co’s motion scheduled for two p.m. that very day, seeking an interim injunction shutting down Ray’s place.
Cecil-Rowe absorbed all this without the need to take notes. Instead, he sat back while he eyed me, taking the occasional sip of coffee, and smiling at the extravagant flourishes and details that brought out Ray’s story to full effect.
“Obviously Ray is dead on arrival,” he said, “but I guess this is the part where you tell me how you’re going to win.”
So I told him how I was going to win, but it didn’t have the desired effect. “I told ya I’m a genius, Mr. C,” cueing him to applaud, to admit what a brilliant lawyer I was. But there was no applause from Mark Cecil-Rowe. He looked at me without so much as a smile.
“You can cling to that genius notion as a consolation prize, after you get whipped this afternoon in court.”
“No way,” I said, “not a chance. I got this thing won hands down. I’m gonna kick ass in court today and--”
“And how exactly do you plan to do that, if you don’t have evidence?”
“What?”
“Evidence, Calledinthe9os. It’s what lawyers like me use to beat geniuses like you.”
“But I’m gonna win without proof. I don’t need proof. The argument I’m gonna make, relies on simple facts that are totally obvious, so the judge is gonna--” Cecil-Rowe stuck up his hand.
“Stop right there. I know what’s coming. You’re going to ask the judge to take *judicial notice.”
And he was right. That was exactly what I was going to do.
There are some things so obvious that you didn’t have to prove them, things that everyone knew. You didn’t have to prove that water froze at zero degrees and boiled at a hundred, or that Bixity was between West Bay and East Bay.
“You got it,” I said, “judicial notice all the way.”
“You’re going to tell the judge that the centerpiece of your argument, the lynchpin of your case is a fact known to pretty well everyone, and so you don’t need proof.”
“Exactly,” I said. Cecil-Rowe took another sip of his coffee, and left me hanging in the silence for a while before he spoke.
“If that’s true, then why does coming up with that argument make you a genius?”
“Oh, I said,”I didn’t think of that.”
“It is acceptable to rely on judicial notice for minor, ancillary points. But you never should walk into court thinking that the court will take judicial notice of your entire defence. It’s just too risky.”
“But how am I going to rustle up a witness in time for this afternoon?”
“Worry about that after you leave my office. I can’t help you with that. What I want to know, is why you’re doing this at the last minute.”
“What makes you think I’m doing this at the last minute?”
“Because you never would have resorted to judicial notice if you were properly prepared. If you’d opened this case a bit earlier, you’ve have everything lined up. But you got to work on it late, and so you want to rely on judicial notice. You’ve messed up, Calledinthe90s, and you know what my rule is when you mess up.” Cecil-Rowe didn’t extend aid to me, until I admitted the error of my ways. It was infuriating, but he was inflexible. So I fessed up.
“My idiot cousin Ray’s been trying to retain me for almost two weeks, but I was putting him off because I was mad at him. So now my wife’s mad at me, and if I don’t win this case, I’m dead. Plus her dad’s mad at me too and --” My brain roared into overdrive, a mess of family and law and fear, and at the centre of it, thoughts of Angela’s anger and her father. My mind took off, and then came to an instant halt at a helpful destination.
“Yes?” Cecil-Rowe said.
“Sorry. I just realized how to solve the evidence problem. Look, can I ask you about the thing I actually came here to ask you about?”
“You have a problem that’s worse than having no evidence? What could be worse than -- oh. You don’t have a retainer. Your client doesn't have any money.”
“Exactly. How do I get paid? That’s the problem.” I explained that Ray had no money, as in none, and that if he did have money, he wouldn’t spend it on me. Instead, he’d go back downtown and throw his cash at some big firm, who would take on his case, and proceed to lose it in a calm, careful, sober manner, ending in a reporting letter to Ray telling him that he’d lost.
“Now that’s a problem I can solve,” Cecil-Rowe said.
“Really? ‘Cause I can’t see a way around it. I think I’m gonna have to do this for free, and that really pisses me off.” Cecil-Rowe shook his head.
“You may or may not get paid, but you can set things up so that if you win, you’ll win pretty good.”
“How? Ray’s a deadbeat. Tapped out.”
“But is he desperate?”
“Totally. The first time he failed, he lost his own money, but if he goes under this time, he’s taking family money with him, and he’ll be the black sheep forever.”
“And he’s using family to emotionally blackmail you into helping him?’
“Like no shit. That’s the part that pisses me off the most. I’m like a goddamn slave, being forced to work for free.”
“Never fear, young apprentice. I have just the thing in mind.” He reached into a drawer, and pulled out a form. “Fill in the blanks, and have him sign.”
I looked it over, and saw that the document was a retainer agreement. I whistled. “Holy shit. If he signs this, he’s almost my slave.”
“Close, but not quite” Cecil-Rowe said, “the Latin term for this is "contractus pro venditione animae"”. It’s the ultimate retainer agreement. Once Ray signs that, you own any cause of action he has against the person suing him. You can settle the case on any terms you like, and you get to keep whatever proceeds there are.” Cecil-Rowe placed the folder back in a drawer, and from his manner you could tell that the interview was over.
“Awesome, Mr. C. I’ll call you from Commercial Court when we’re done.”
“Commercial Court?” he said.
“Yeah, Commercial Court.”
“This just keeps getting worse. Take notes, Calledinthe90s, while I school you on Commercial Court. Commercial Court is a jungle, and without preparation, you’ll get savaged.”
“That’s what happened to Ray when--”
“Take notes, young apprentice,” he said, tossing me a pad and a pen. He started to lecture, and I took notes that I have with me to this day, in a safe deposit box downstairs in the vault at Mega Bank Main Branch.
* * *
By the time Cecil-Rowe finished schooling me, it was close to ten, and the case started at two. I didn’t have much time. I ran down the hall to my office, and called Ray’s restaurant. No answer. Then I called Ray’s house. I expected to get Ray’s wife, but the man himself answered.
“You’re not at work. Why aren’t you at work?”
“Sy-Co Corp served all my employees with a cease and desist letter. They all got scared and took off. The place is shut down.”
“You gotta fax machine at home?” He did, and asked why.
“I’m taking your case, but only if you sign the paper I’m about to send and fax it back.” I sent the fax, and five minutes later it came back signed, and it was official: Ray had sold me his legal soul.
I went out to the parking lot, got into my beater and drove fast. In less than thirty minutes I reached my destination. I knocked on the door, and when it opened, my diminutive mother-in-law poked out her head. “What a pleasant surprise,” she said.
“Sorry, Mrs. M, but I’m in a super hurry. I gotta rush to get to court to help Ray. But first, I gotta speak to Dr. M.”
“He’s not here,” she said.
“Not here?”
“He’s on his way to his bridge game. He left just a few minutes ago.”
“Where’s the club?”
“He’s walking there,” she said, and pointed down the street.
“Thanks.” I got into my car and headed where Mrs. M had pointed, passing big houses and new project with an “Opening Soon” sign. And walking past it was the figure of Dr. M.
“Hey, Dr. M,” I called out the window. He stopped and looked around, startled. But he didn’t see me, not at first.
“It’s me, Dr. M. Me, Calledin90s.” He leaned forward as if to see me better. I got out of the car.
“Is something wrong with Angela? Or the baby?”
“No, no not at all, sorry to scare you, it’s nothing like that. I need your help.”
“Oh.” He started walking again, and now it was my turn to be a bit stunned, watching my father-in-law walk away from me. I caught up with him in a few quick strides.
“Listen, I really need your help.”
“And I really need to get to a bridge game.”
“This isn’t about me. It’s about Ray.” That brought him to a halt. He turned to me, angrier even than he’d been the night before.
“Did you drive all the way out here just to make fun of me? To remind me of how you won, distracting me with nonsense about Ray’s case?”
“I mean it,” I said, “I can win Ray’s case. I can prove it in a few words.”
“Prove it, then.” So I did. I spoke words, only a few words, but they were the right words to speak to Dr. M, for the words I spoke were in his language, words that he understood perfectly.
“I understand,” he said, “you’ve come to boast some more, to prove that you were right after all.”
“I want to win Ray’s case, but I don’t have any proof of what I’m saying.”
“You don’t need to prove that two plus two is four.”
“This, I gotta prove, and I need you to help me prove it. I need you to come to court with me, as my witness.”
“I can’t do that. I didn’t witness anything.”
“As my witness. My expert witness.” Unlike a normal witness, an expert witness can give an opinion. An expert is there not to advocate, I explained to Dr. M but to instruct, to teach.
“My bridge partner won’t be very happy,” he said.
“But Ray will, and so will Mrs. M and Angela and--”
“Very well. Do you have a cell phone? We can call the bridge club from my car.”
* * *
We were on the highway getting close to the downtown exit, when my wife called my cell phone. Back then cell phone service was super expensive and my wife only used it for emergencies. Or when she was really angry. I picked up the phone, wondering which it would be.
“I’m so happy that you made things up with my father,” she said.
“How did you know?”
“My mother called. She says you took him with you, that you went out together.”
“He’s with me right now,” I said.
“Where are you going?”
“To court. Going to court to win Ray’s case for him.”
“And you brought my father with you to watch?” She was so happy, I could hear in her voice that she was smiling. “That’s a great way to bond with him, Calledinthe90s. Look, I’m sorry I got so mad at you earlier, I really am. My dad’s a bit too sensitive and--”
“Sorry, Angela, your dad’s not coming to watch me.”
“Why is he with you, then?”
“He’s my witness,” I said.
“What?”
“His expert witness,” Dr. M said, loudly enough for Angela to hear.
My wife’s anger exploded into the phone. She wanted to know how I could expose her elderly, vulnerable father to the stress of a court case. I tried to tell her how I needed him, how there was literally no one else I could turn to, that her father was an expert, a true expert, and the judge was legally bound to believe him, but Angela heard none of this.
“Look,’ I said, “I promise you that--” And then I lowered the phone and pushed the red button, terminating the call. I’d learned that the best way to hang up on someone, was to do it when I was doing the talking. That way it looked like the call had dropped.
“I’m going to steal that move,” Dr. M said.
We rolled into the parking lot. I grabbed the cloth bag out of the back of my car, the bag that held my law robes and shirt and tabs, plus the other stuff I needed for court. It was one-thirty, still thirty minutes to go, not a lot of time to get robed and ready for court. It was just past one-forty five when I, with Dr. M in tow, opened the door to a courtroom on the eighth floor of an old insurance building that had been converted into a courthouse, the home of Commercial Court.
“Commercial Court is an exclusive club,” Cecil-Rowe had explained to me earlier that day, “the legal playground of the rich and powerful. They’ll know instantly that you’re not one of them.” And he was right. It was clear from the moment I walked in that I did not belong, for I was the only lawyer in robes. Everyone else was wearing a suit, and not some cheap thing off the rack like I wore.
There were a half-dozen lawyers present, and after they saw me, they exchanged knowing looks about the stranger amongst them. I ignored them, and walked up to the Registrar. I told him the case I was on, and he signed me in.
“First time in Commercial Court?” he said, eyeing my robes. “You know you don’t have to be robed in Commercial Court.” In other Superior Courts, you always had to bring your robes and get all dressed up. But Commercial Court had its own set of rules, and in the court for rich people, their lawyers did not have to wear robes.
“You’re here on the Sy-Co case?” a young woman asked. She was a junior like me, give a year or two either way. She was dressed in the finest downtown counsel fashion, some designer thing that Angela would know if she saw it.
“Just got retained,” I said.
“You know there’s no adjournments, right? We don’t do adjournments in Commercial Court. I’m just trying to be helpful, because I don’t think you've been here before. You know you don’t have to be robed, right?
“So I heard.”
“So where’s your material? You haven’t served anything, so how do you plan to argue your case?”
“I gotta witness,” I said.
She smiled. “There’s no viva voce evidence, either. Affidavit only.”
“We’ll see what the judge says.” There was a knock from the other side of the door to the judge’s chambers, and then the man himself entered.
I was amazed to see that even the judge wasn’t wearing a robe; instead, he was wearing a light coloured suit and a bright blue bow tie. He was dressed as good as the lawyers, all part of the downtown Commercial Court club, the playground of the richest and most powerful corporations in the City.
“Commercial Court’s not like other courts,” Cecil-Rowe told me earlier that day, explaining that most cases were over in fifteen minutes or less. A plaintiff showed up with some papers, and had a short consultation with the judge. The judge signed an order granting an injunction, or taking away a man’s business, or freezing his money. Commercial Court is where you went to get quick and simple court orders that eviscerated your opponent before the case even got going.
Defendants would appear sometimes in Commercial Court, Cecil-Rowe explained, but it was usually their last time up. Defendants always died a quick death in Commercial Court.
The judge took his seat, and then looked over the lawyers before him. His eyes moved along, and then stopped when they reached me, the one lawyer who was not like the others.
“You don’t need robes in Commercial Court,” the judge said to me.
“I’ll remember that for next time,” I said.
“What case are you on?”
I told him.
“He’s filed no responding materials,” my opponent said, “nothing at all.”
“I’m just vetting the list,” the judge said, “I’ll circle back to you two in a few minutes.” I listend while the judge vetted the rest of the afternoon list: a Mareva, plus a Norwich order, with counsel on those cases sent away in a matter of minutes.
Now the courtroom was almost empty, just the judge, two lawyers, the registrar and my star witness and father-in-law, Dr. M, who sat in the back of the courtroom dressed in an old business suit, put on hastily at his place two hours earlier, when I urged him to hurry it up, to not waste so much time on picking a suit.
“Back to you,” the judge said, addressing my opponent, “I thought this was an uncontested matter. That’s what your confirmation sheet said.”
“I’m sorry, Your Honour, but I didn’t know until I got here that the case was defended.”
“I got retained at the last minute,” I said, “barely three hours ago, the day after I read the papers. But I’m ready to go, ready to argue the case on the merits, so long as you grant me an indulgence, and let me call my witness, to let him testify in person instead of by affidavit, there being no time for me to draft anything.”
Opposing counsel was on her feet. “That’s not how things are done in Commercial Court,” she said, “or any court that I know of, for that matter. My friend (that’s what they make lawyers call each other in court, ‘my friend,’ even though you might hate the other guy’s guts),” the lawyer said, “my friend should have served his responding materials and filed them with the court. Instead, he’s taken us totally by surprise.”
“I’m sorry my friend is surprised by opposition,” I said, “but then consider, it’s my client’s livelihood that’s at stake. If my friend gets her injunction, Ray Telewu’s business is dead, and he loses everything. So yes, my client opposes the injunction, and yes, I’d like to call evidence.”
The judge didn’t consult the papers before him nor the books, but instead, he looked up at the big white clock on the courtroom wall. Its hands said two-fifteen.
“How long will your witness take, counsel?”
“In chief, ten minutes.” I’d practiced with Dr. M on the way in, and I was pretty sure he could do it in five, but I gave him a bit of extra time, just in case.
“We’ve got about two hours,” the judge said, “but I want to be fair to you and your client. Let’s take a fifteen minute recess so you can get instructions. Either we go ahead today with viva voce evidence, or we adjourn, and that will give Calledinthe90s time to file responding materials.”
When everyone came back, the junior’s boss was there, Senior Counsel, a heavy weight, one of those big guys downtown. Plus they brought this guy from Sy-Co Corp, the head of some bullshit division, with some bullshit title, Head of whatever, so that’s the title I’ll give him here. He was The Head. He was the man, the big cheese, the signer of the affidavit on which Sy-Co relied that day.
“What’s he doing here?” I asked Senior Counsel.
He stared at me, all lean and steel grey, looking every inch the hard hitting lawyer that commanded the biggest fees. “If you’re calling a live witness, then so can we. The Head will give evidence today, in advance of your client, so that the judge hears it from him first.” His junior smirked at me, and the two of them sat down, delighted that they’d thought of a way to one up me.
Except that they’d done it by exposing their client to cross-examination. The judge came in, allowed the Head to testify, and when he was done, I stood up.
“Just a few questions,” I said. Senior Counsel was stunned for an instant, and then he stood.
“This serves no purpose, Your Honour. The witness has confirmed the simple facts of his affidavit, and there’s no disputing it. Ray Telewu opened a restaurant less than seventy-one kilometres from Bixity City Hall, and that’s in breach of the Minutes of Settlement he signed.”
I did not bother to respond. Instead, I just stood, and I started to ask questions.
“Have a look at that map in your affidavit,” I said, and he did. I picked up my copy, and tore the map out of it. I passed it up to him.
“What do you notice about this map?”
“That it’s accurate,” the Head said, repeating his evidence in chief, amplifying it, talking about how the map contained perfect measurement.
“You will notice that the map is flat,” I said, laying it on the witness box before him.
“Of course it’s flat. That’s what maps are. Maps are flat.”
“But the earth is round,” I said, “or more properly, a sphere.” Senior Counsel was on his feet in an instant.
“What difference does that make?” he said.
“What you’ll hear from my expert witness, is that a flat map cannot accurately show Earth’s curves. A flat map distorts distances, and in this case, reduces them.”
“But that can’t be by very much.”
“In this case, by just over twenty meters,” Dr. M said from the back of the court.
“That’s my expert witness, the esteemed Dr. M.” I didn’t actually say Dr. M. Instead, I said his real name. But I’m not going to use the real names of my family here, so I’ll just keep calling him Dr. M. “Dr. M was a professor of Physics at the University of Bixity for almost thirty years. He has published numerous papers on particle physics, and is the first Canadian winner of the Wolf Prize for physics.”
- * * *
Senior Counsel tried to cross-examine Dr. M, but it did not go well, my father-in-law indulging him, gently chiding him, continuing his explanations until the lawyer sat down, defeated by Dr. M’s mastery of the subject,his own lack of preparation and his inability to improvise. When counsel said that he had no further questions, the judge addressed us all.
“I’m not going to reserve, and I don’t think I need to tell everyone why. I think it will take about a minute for me to write a decision saying that the Earth is not flat. I’ll give you some more time after that, but after fifteen minutes, I”ll be back to render my decision.” He rose, everyone bowed, and he disappeared behind the door to judge’s chambers.
I pulled a piece of paper out of my file, and slammed it on the desk before Senior Counsel and his junior. “Fill in the blanks, and sign,” I said.
Dr. M’s head shot up at the commotion, and he shuffled over to see what was going on.
“What’s this?” Senior Counsel said, picking up the paper I gave him..
“Minutes of Settlement. You fill in a number, a big number, for the costs you gotta pay me. Your client signs, and then we’re done.” Senior Counsel opened his mouth to bargain, but I overrode him.
“You know your client’s going to lose; the judge made that obvious. Hurry up if you want to settle; we don’t have much time.”
At the end of most Canadian court cases, the loser has to pay at least part of the winner’s legal fees. That’s the way it’s been since forever, and I think it’s a good rule. Sy-Co Corp had lost, so it had to pay a good chunk of Ray’s costs, and Ray’s costs were somewhere between whatever bullshit figure I claimed they were, and where they actually ought to be. Senior Counsel took the paper over to his client. There was a brief discussion, and then they came back, with the form signed, and a number written in the blank space.
I’ll give it to Sy-Co Corp and their lawyer. It wasn’t a bullshit number, a low ball number. They gave me a real number, a number more like something I’d actually accept, a number that made sense to pay me in costs, in light of the success I’d had, and how I got it. It was a respectful number, a common sense number, and I appreciated it an awful lot.
I tossed the paper back at them.
“Add a zero,” I said, continuing on when Senior Counsel blanched, and his junior retreated a step. “I know what’s going on here. Your client sold mine a bullshit franchise, one with a history of failing.” The franchise had opened up again under a new owner not long after Ray had lost it and then it promptly failed again. Like I said at the start of this story, it’s an old story. It’s how some franchise companies make money. “Your client makes more money selling bullshit franchises doomed to fail, then it does from the honest ones that make money. So add a zero to that number, or Ray’s gonna sue you, class action and all that, for all the people you’ve fucked.”
The Head stepped forward from the benches and spoke to me.
“We get threats like that all the time, but no one follows through. They don’t have the money to fight us, and neither does your client. So go ahead and sue.”
“It’s true that Ray doesn’t have jack shit,” I said, “not a pot to piss in, but he’s my cousin, Ray is, and even if he doesn’t have money, he’s got me. Ray’s family, and for Ray, I’ll sue you guys for free. Hell, I’ll even pay the expenses. Plus I’m gonna put a jury notice in, too, come to think of it, ‘cause juries--”
Senior Counsel cut me off, and moved his client to the back of the courtroom. There was a brief discussion, and then they came back. I watched as Senior Counsel wrote a single digit on the Minutes, a zero, written right where I wanted it.
“You’ll have to initial the change,” I said to the Head of Sy-C0, and it gave me great satisfaction to watch him sign.
“Don’t forget,” I said the moment his pen stopped moving, “for the settlement to be valid, I need to get the money today. Right now.”
“Can’t it wait until tomorrow?” the Head said.
“Not if you want the settlement to stay in place. I’ll follow you back to your office, and you can put a cheque in my hands.”
- * * *
“It’s an absurdly expensive bunch of flowers,” I said, “although no flowers, however beautiful, however expensive, could expiate my--”
She took the flowers, and gave a kiss.
“My mom called. She told me what happened. You fixed things with my dad.”
“Yup,” I said. I had certainly done that. I’d made Dr. M a professor again, if only for a few minutes. Not only a professor, but an expert witness. The judge had declared him an expert in plain terms and Dr.M had beamed when he’d heard those words.
“And you won Ray’s case, too. But my mom didn’t know how, and I don’t know how you did it either.”
“I’ll tell you over dinner tonight,” I said.
“But we agreed no more dinners out; we have to save money, now that a baby’s coming.”
I passed her the envelope that I’d received a few hours before. She opened it, and took out a cheque, a cheque drawn up for an amount I specified, made payable to Mr. and Mrs. Calledinthe90s.
The moment I got that cheque, all I could think about was how my wife would react when I put it into her hands. I could not wait to see her eyes bulge, to hear her voice say “oh my god,” to hear her laugh.
She did none of these things. Instead, she cried.
“Does this mean we can buy a house?” The money wouldn’t be enough to buy a house, not nowadays, with prices being so crazy. But things were different back then in the 90s. Sure, the internet was barely a thing and cell phones were super expensive and a lot of things sucked, but I’ll give the nineties one thing: houses were cheap.
“I think so,” I said.
2024.05.15 03:45 Aggietallboy NG+ Turbo Mode - SPOILER HEAVY
OK, for those of you coming back, I've done a few posts about "the perfect Money/XP base," but wanted to cover Getting through an NG+ as fast as possible for getting you your starborn powers and bugging the hell out:
So follow along :)
1) Land on Vectera 2) Run down to where you pulled the artifact, hitting Elemental Pull all along the way -- depending on how much you did for geology, you'll have a nice cache of Calumite and Beryllium. 3) Grab the digipick in the side room. 4) Fast Travel to your ship, and off to the Lodge! 5) Do a quicksave before you enter the lodge -- you can save scum and reset the weapon Sarah's about to give you as well as the inventory downstairs -- once you enter the lodge they're fixed for the rest of the playthrough. 6) Talk to Sarah, get your cutter, weapon and 25K credits. Put her in your ship as crew, do the same for Vasco. You can get Sarah to follow you if you want, or you can just solo everything -- either way. 7) Go downstairs, collect everything, unlock the Mark 1 Spacesuit, and grab it, grab the book from Cora's room 8) While you're there, hit the stove and the pharma lab -- you can't make anything yet, but go ahead and "Track the items" for the following - I usually plan on making 10-20 of each, and then combining bandages/healpaste/antibiotic into the Analgesic Poultice, so only one thing to cure most: Bandages Heal Paste Immobilizer Antibiotic Injector All the "hearts" - Black Hole, Giant etc... Panopticon Paramour
Go to the stove and track: Galaxy Lo Mein Nebula Wat Papardelle Bolognese Stellar Kebabs Star Cluster Marsala 5 of each should be plenty - for me I only really ever use them on Buried Temple.
9) Go to the Eye - Talk to Vlad, get the "assigned" temple, and the list of artifact locations -- it's ALWAYS the same six locations. 10) Go to the Bessel III-a location, but DO NOT LAND THERE 11) Bessel III-b's Temple will spawn (unless of course, it's the one that was assigned already) 12) Go do the temple on Bessel III-b 13) Go to an anomaly if it didn't "autodetect" and scan it, and grab up all the calumite with Elemental Pull 14) Use my "Free Money Guide" Post to find and build the outpost here -- at this point you probably won't build the base quite yet, as you haven't done any shopping yet. 15) If you go to Neon to shop, and you haven't done any detours, you will probably spawn Sigma on Volii Epsilon -- hit it and grab that power while you're nearby, to make sure it doesn't bug 16) I usually go to Gagarin as Clint often has all the materials necessary. He carries (not TOO rarely) Aldumite Drilling Rigs, which are the key to fast money. Sieghart, Outland, and Jae in New Homestead also carry them sometimes. 17) Build the base 18) Sleep and sell - aim for about 2 Million Creds - if you've built our 6 robots, have max surveying, max outpost stuff, this is 1 24 hour sleep cycle, depending on the mods you may or may not play with, selling all this stuff may take time -- Neon will have your best vendor density for dumping. Remember that you can carry everything in your ship, by dropping it on the floor 19) Time to get the Razorleaf -- why?? because it has a fun mechanic where spacers will freak out, and more importantly, it will ALWAYS have the same ship ID -- this is important if you're willing to use the console to fix shield and target lockon bugs -- you can use a text file and just "bat rlfix" if you always know the ship ID. 20) Go to Sirius Ib -- it will have the HE3 extraction site, and will *almost* always have spacers. One of them SHOULD drop "Secret Outpost" which will start the Mantis questline 21) Go to Denebola 1a and clear the Lair of the Mantis, and claim the Razorleaf - make sure you're looting along the way, even though you don't need creds any more, you still need digipicks to go mo fast. 22) Finish shopping, and get the AGM and Quark Degen from Sieghart in Neon, run next door to Newill for the Gastro D. 23) Go back to your outpost and rebuild the Razorleaf into a dreadnaught24) Make your food and meds -- you'll want 5-10 of each, no more, you won't be here long enough to use them now 25) GOGOGOOGOGO FAST! 26) Go gather the artifacts from the remaining locations. Most of these spots will have a skill magazine, unless you did a perfect, complete NG0, you'll probably be adding a little bit of power by picking each of them up. 27) I use a spreadsheet to track what temple spawns on what planet -- cuz I'm a nerd :) BUT as soon as you pick up an artifact, go grab the power - Alpha, Eta and Sigma are ALWAYS gonna be in this first set, the rest are random. 28) At this point you can go back to the lodge and re-recruit Sam, Barrett and Andreja 27) Oborum -> Masada -> Temple -- all the consumables are nice to make the fight go smoother -- Phased Time is totally your best friend use it early and often, and when you have the Heart consumable you can use it pretty much whenever you want. Panopticon is awesome, and the Nebula Wat makes you go noticeably faster. 28) Talk the Hunter and Emissary down -- ain't nobody got time for that fight! -- Use a Paramour before you open the temple door. 29) Go grab the rest of the temples 30) Off to Unity, rinse and repeat!
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So follow along :)
1) Land on Vectera 2) Run down to where you pulled the artifact, hitting Elemental Pull all along the way -- depending on how much you did for geology, you'll have a nice cache of Calumite and Beryllium. 3) Grab the digipick in the side room. 4) Fast Travel to your ship, and off to the Lodge! 5) Do a quicksave before you enter the lodge -- you can save scum and reset the weapon Sarah's about to give you as well as the inventory downstairs -- once you enter the lodge they're fixed for the rest of the playthrough. 6) Talk to Sarah, get your cutter, weapon and 25K credits. Put her in your ship as crew, do the same for Vasco. You can get Sarah to follow you if you want, or you can just solo everything -- either way. 7) Go downstairs, collect everything, unlock the Mark 1 Spacesuit, and grab it, grab the book from Cora's room 8) While you're there, hit the stove and the pharma lab -- you can't make anything yet, but go ahead and "Track the items" for the following - I usually plan on making 10-20 of each, and then combining bandages/healpaste/antibiotic into the Analgesic Poultice, so only one thing to cure most: Bandages Heal Paste Immobilizer Antibiotic Injector All the "hearts" - Black Hole, Giant etc... Panopticon Paramour
Go to the stove and track: Galaxy Lo Mein Nebula Wat Papardelle Bolognese Stellar Kebabs Star Cluster Marsala 5 of each should be plenty - for me I only really ever use them on Buried Temple.
9) Go to the Eye - Talk to Vlad, get the "assigned" temple, and the list of artifact locations -- it's ALWAYS the same six locations. 10) Go to the Bessel III-a location, but DO NOT LAND THERE 11) Bessel III-b's Temple will spawn (unless of course, it's the one that was assigned already) 12) Go do the temple on Bessel III-b 13) Go to an anomaly if it didn't "autodetect" and scan it, and grab up all the calumite with Elemental Pull 14) Use my "Free Money Guide" Post to find and build the outpost here -- at this point you probably won't build the base quite yet, as you haven't done any shopping yet. 15) If you go to Neon to shop, and you haven't done any detours, you will probably spawn Sigma on Volii Epsilon -- hit it and grab that power while you're nearby, to make sure it doesn't bug 16) I usually go to Gagarin as Clint often has all the materials necessary. He carries (not TOO rarely) Aldumite Drilling Rigs, which are the key to fast money. Sieghart, Outland, and Jae in New Homestead also carry them sometimes. 17) Build the base 18) Sleep and sell - aim for about 2 Million Creds - if you've built our 6 robots, have max surveying, max outpost stuff, this is 1 24 hour sleep cycle, depending on the mods you may or may not play with, selling all this stuff may take time -- Neon will have your best vendor density for dumping. Remember that you can carry everything in your ship, by dropping it on the floor 19) Time to get the Razorleaf -- why?? because it has a fun mechanic where spacers will freak out, and more importantly, it will ALWAYS have the same ship ID -- this is important if you're willing to use the console to fix shield and target lockon bugs -- you can use a text file and just "bat rlfix" if you always know the ship ID. 20) Go to Sirius Ib -- it will have the HE3 extraction site, and will *almost* always have spacers. One of them SHOULD drop "Secret Outpost" which will start the Mantis questline 21) Go to Denebola 1a and clear the Lair of the Mantis, and claim the Razorleaf - make sure you're looting along the way, even though you don't need creds any more, you still need digipicks to go mo fast. 22) Finish shopping, and get the AGM and Quark Degen from Sieghart in Neon, run next door to Newill for the Gastro D. 23) Go back to your outpost and rebuild the Razorleaf into a dreadnaught24) Make your food and meds -- you'll want 5-10 of each, no more, you won't be here long enough to use them now 25) GOGOGOOGOGO FAST! 26) Go gather the artifacts from the remaining locations. Most of these spots will have a skill magazine, unless you did a perfect, complete NG0, you'll probably be adding a little bit of power by picking each of them up. 27) I use a spreadsheet to track what temple spawns on what planet -- cuz I'm a nerd :) BUT as soon as you pick up an artifact, go grab the power - Alpha, Eta and Sigma are ALWAYS gonna be in this first set, the rest are random. 28) At this point you can go back to the lodge and re-recruit Sam, Barrett and Andreja 27) Oborum -> Masada -> Temple -- all the consumables are nice to make the fight go smoother -- Phased Time is totally your best friend use it early and often, and when you have the Heart consumable you can use it pretty much whenever you want. Panopticon is awesome, and the Nebula Wat makes you go noticeably faster. 28) Talk the Hunter and Emissary down -- ain't nobody got time for that fight! -- Use a Paramour before you open the temple door. 29) Go grab the rest of the temples 30) Off to Unity, rinse and repeat!
2024.05.15 03:43 savvyres Those who say post jump Orson was a horrible person..
He wasn’t any worse than he was pre-jump. He was just a person who was back from prison and looking for getting his life back under control after losing his career, his reputation and knowing his wife didn’t want to come and see him in prison, Benji was taken back by Danielle when he was in prison.. he was desperate and looking for love and acceptance.
Meanwhile Bree on the podcast acknowledged herself as Rex’s widow instead of Orson’s wife. Did not make time for him to even have a meal together, when he kept asking her and tried to share his loneliness. Said his name is a sound that plunger would make. Told Andrew he did better than herself when Andrew told that he is dating a doctor. Told Orson he is worthless. Insulted Orson in front of Alex (Andrew’s fiancé). All this time Orson was perfectly reasonable and supportive of her success, even was putting up with her insults with a smile. Other than the pot roast scene, but the events that lead to this was Bree’s podcast scene and then telling Orson she is ashamed to admit her husband is felon because she is a “public figure” now.
When she decided to divorce Orson because he wanted her to sell her business to make him happy, she started plotting with Karl against him to steal all his assets including those which he earned before his prison time, and the business she started with Orson and Rex’s earned income. When she staged burglary and Orson filed an insurance, she came clean saying she did it because she wants a divorce but does not want to share her business. When Orson said this would be insurance fraud and he will turn her in if she divorces him, she started playing victim of the situation that Orson is blackmailing her to stay in marriage and started cheating with Karl for sex!.
All this time she could have walked free keeping her independece intact by divorcing him and letting him have what was rightfully his, considering business was also started by his money. Instead what she did was, she justified her stealing from Orson, and sending Orson to prison all in her head, but what broke the camel’s break was Orson telling her that she will now need to go to prison for insurance fraud for staged burglary.
She was not an innocent victim. Let’s stop pretending that she was blackmailed for something that wasn’t due to her own fault, greed and selfish actions. Orson was wronged by her way too much to actually let this slide by that she was trying to really plan against him, steal his assets, all this time with a divorce lawyer. Orson wasn’t right to blackmail her, but she made the blackmail rule first.
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Meanwhile Bree on the podcast acknowledged herself as Rex’s widow instead of Orson’s wife. Did not make time for him to even have a meal together, when he kept asking her and tried to share his loneliness. Said his name is a sound that plunger would make. Told Andrew he did better than herself when Andrew told that he is dating a doctor. Told Orson he is worthless. Insulted Orson in front of Alex (Andrew’s fiancé). All this time Orson was perfectly reasonable and supportive of her success, even was putting up with her insults with a smile. Other than the pot roast scene, but the events that lead to this was Bree’s podcast scene and then telling Orson she is ashamed to admit her husband is felon because she is a “public figure” now.
When she decided to divorce Orson because he wanted her to sell her business to make him happy, she started plotting with Karl against him to steal all his assets including those which he earned before his prison time, and the business she started with Orson and Rex’s earned income. When she staged burglary and Orson filed an insurance, she came clean saying she did it because she wants a divorce but does not want to share her business. When Orson said this would be insurance fraud and he will turn her in if she divorces him, she started playing victim of the situation that Orson is blackmailing her to stay in marriage and started cheating with Karl for sex!.
All this time she could have walked free keeping her independece intact by divorcing him and letting him have what was rightfully his, considering business was also started by his money. Instead what she did was, she justified her stealing from Orson, and sending Orson to prison all in her head, but what broke the camel’s break was Orson telling her that she will now need to go to prison for insurance fraud for staged burglary.
She was not an innocent victim. Let’s stop pretending that she was blackmailed for something that wasn’t due to her own fault, greed and selfish actions. Orson was wronged by her way too much to actually let this slide by that she was trying to really plan against him, steal his assets, all this time with a divorce lawyer. Orson wasn’t right to blackmail her, but she made the blackmail rule first.
2024.05.15 03:39 a-desire Property Issues
I have a friend in FL, she was a victim of domestic violence and her husband is an alcoholic. There is an open injunction case against him. She has a home with some equity and higher income than him. He has moved to another state and is possibly unemployed.
She wants to legally file for divorce but is concerned as she will not only have to pay high legal fees but also possibly pay alimony and some portion of equity in home (deed on her name with a written signed paper doc aka possibly post-nup indicating during marriage that he has nothing to do with the home but is not notarized). she is buried in debt and is struggling to make ends meet (paycheck to paycheck)
He has denied an uncontested divorce, she’s presented an offer outside of court but he has not responded.
question: how should she navigate this to protect as much of her assets as possible? can she gift the home to her kids (both above 18) is there any limit on gifting? can her kids buy the home? if so post divorce filing will the gifted home count as marital asset? what options does she have. any legal councel that is open for a (free/pro-bono) consult ?
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She wants to legally file for divorce but is concerned as she will not only have to pay high legal fees but also possibly pay alimony and some portion of equity in home (deed on her name with a written signed paper doc aka possibly post-nup indicating during marriage that he has nothing to do with the home but is not notarized). she is buried in debt and is struggling to make ends meet (paycheck to paycheck)
He has denied an uncontested divorce, she’s presented an offer outside of court but he has not responded.
question: how should she navigate this to protect as much of her assets as possible? can she gift the home to her kids (both above 18) is there any limit on gifting? can her kids buy the home? if so post divorce filing will the gifted home count as marital asset? what options does she have. any legal councel that is open for a (free/pro-bono) consult ?
2024.05.15 03:38 TheMangyMoose82 QuickBooks Desktop Enterprise 22.0/23.0 Management Guide
QuickBooks Desktop Enterprise 22.0/23.0 Management Guide
Overview
I have been maintaining QuickBooks Desktop Enterprise for several years now and have put together this guide on how to deploy the base app and the webpatches to users using Intune. I hope someone else finds this information useful.- This works for versions **22.0** & **23.0**.
- You may reference this guide in an attempt to manage versions prior to 22.0.
Required Tools
PSAppDeployToolkit (PSADT)
You will be using PSADT to do the bulk of the deployment work. You will want to get familiar with this tool if you are not already.- The PSAppDeployToolkit is a framework for deploying applications in a business or corporate environment.
- It offers a set of functions for common application deployment tasks and user interface elements for end-user interaction during a deployment.
- The toolkit aims to simplify the complex scripting challenges of deploying applications and to provide a consistent deployment experience.
- Download PSAppDeployToolkit at [https://github.com/PSAppDeployToolkit/PSAppDeployToolkit/releases/\](https://github.com/PSAppDeployToolkit/PSAppDeployToolkit/releases/).
Microsoft Deployment Toolkit (MDT)
- The Microsoft Deployment Toolkit (MDT) is a free tool for automating Windows and Windows Server operating system deployment, leveraging the Windows Assessment and Deployment Kit (ADK) for Windows 10.
- Version 8456 was released on January 25th 2019 and is the latest current version.
- Download the MDT at [https://www.microsoft.com/en-us/download/details.aspx?id=54259\](https://www.microsoft.com/en-us/download/details.aspx?id=54259)
Microsoft Win32 Content Prep Tool
You should already be familiar with this tool. If not, it is a simple tool to understand and use, so do not feel intimidated. This is what you will be using to package everything into a single **.intunewin** file that will be uploaded to Intune.- Requires .NET Framework 4.7.2
- Download at [https://github.com/microsoft/Microsoft-Win32-Content-Prep-Tool\](https://github.com/microsoft/Microsoft-Win32-Content-Prep-Tool)
Building The Deployment Package
Download QuickBooks Installer
We need to download a current installer for our QuickBooks application. Visit the QuickBooks download center at [https://downloads.quickbooks.com/app/qbdt/products\](https://downloads.quickbooks.com/app/qbdt/products)Select your version and download. This is also where you will download the QBwebpatch.exe patch installer that you need for installing updates.
Prepare PSADT
If you haven't already, download the current version of PSADT, extract, and stage the files to repackage for Intune.Place the **QuickBooksEnterprise2X.exe** into the **Files** folder of the PSADT structure.
Modify Deploy-Application.ps1
You need to make some modificatons to the deploy script of PSADT. Enter the following commands under each corresponding section of the script.Installation Tasks
Here you need to enter the following installation command for the **QuickBooksEnterprise23.exe** installer.```
```
Post-Installation Tasks
Here we will enable the XPS document writer with the following command.```
```
Uninstallation Tasks
Enter the following command to trigger the uninstall script.```
```
Post-Uninstallation Tasks
Enter the following command to disable the XPS document writer.```
```
You may make any other modifications you choose if you are comfortable working with the deploy script. Depending on your environment, there may be other tasks you need to perform to get the install to complete successfully.
Create Uninstall Script
You will need to navigate through the registry to get the uninstallation string that is used during the uninstall process for your version of QuickBooks.Install QuickBooks on a computer temporarily if you do not have it installed somewhere already.
The uninstall string for QuickBooks Desktop Enterprise can be found at:
`HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE\SOFTWARE\Microsoft\Windows\CurrentVersion\Uninstall`
The registry entry for it will have a product ID for its name. Look through them until you find the one for QuickBooks.
Copy the **UninstallString** entry value and paste it onto a notepad editor to build the script.
Use the "/passive" parameter at the end of the uninstall string. This will present the user with a small progress bar during the uninstallation process, but requires no additional interaction.Your complete uninstall command should look something like this below. Save it as a .cmd file to the **Files** fold of the PSADT structure.
```
msiexec.exe /x {B9BE758E-50B5-4BA7-987B-63184123AA1A} UNIQUE_NAME="belcontractor" QBFULLNAME="QuickBooks Enterprise Solutions: Contractor Edition 22.0" ADDREMOVE=1 /passive
```
Add ServiceUI.exe
This package will be running the the SYSTEM context. In order for the uninstall process to work properly the **ServiceUI.exe** tool needs to be added to the root of your PSADT structure.This tool is part of **MDT** and can be downloaded from the link provided at the top of this guide.
After you download and install the MDT, you will find the **ServiceUI.exe** in `C:\Program Files\Microsoft Deployment Toolkit\Templates\Distribution\Tools\x64`
Copy and paste it into your PSADT pacakge where your **Deploy-Application.ps1** script is.
Wrap with Win32 Content Prep Tool
Now you are ready to wrap it all up into the .intunewin file format so it can be uploaded to Intune.Select the **Deploy-Application.exe** as the setup file when packaging with the tool. Depending on your computers hardware, it can take a few minutes for it to complete and the app to be ready to upload.
Upload to Intune
Configure Application
Navigate to the Intune portal to create a new Windows application and upload the freshly packaged app.Enter details to name the application and give it a description. Included with this guide is a description markdown file that you can use if you wish. I have also included an app logo .png image file.
When configuring the app make sure to set install behavior to **System**.
Use the following Install and uninstall commands.
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Install Command
Deploy-Application.exe -DeploymentType "Install" -DeployMode "Silent"Uninstall command
.\ServiceUI.exe -Process:explorer.exe Deploy-Application.exe -DeploymentType "Uninstall" -DeployMode "Silent"```
Detection Method
The detection method can be done a number of ways. For ease and reliability I have only provided the basic detection of the .exe after installation/uninstallation.- Rule Type: File
- Path: `C:\Program Files\Intuit\QuickBooks Enterprise Solutions 22.0\`
- File: `QBW.EXE`
- Detection method: `File or folder exists`
Please note, depending on your bandwidth and network environment, it can take several minutes for the package to download and install.
If you run into failures, make sure you have logging enabled for PSADT to make troubleshooting failures a breeze.
QBWebpatch.exe
Prepare Files
I came up with a simpe file creation command that places a "log" file on the computer after successfully running the update installer.This can be used for future detections if you ever update the app with a newer QBwebpatch.exe. Simply set your detection to look for the log file and its last modified date.
```
u/echo off
for /f "tokens=2 delims==" %%I in ('wmic os get localdatetime /format:list') do set datetime=%%I
set datetime=%datetime:~0,4%-%datetime:~4,2%-%datetime:~6,2% %datetime:~8,2%:%datetime:~10,2%:%datetime:~12,2%
echo Update installed %datetime% > "C:\Users\Public\qbupdate.log"
```
Intuit offers the **QBwebpatch.exe** installer that installs all updates for that version that are availalbe at time of installation.
This .exe can be downloaded from the QuickBooks downloads page mentioned at the beginning of this guide.
You will package it the same way we did the parent app. Use the below commands for the **Deploy-Application.ps1** script and **Intune** install/uninstall tasks and commands.
```
Install tasks
```
Upload to Intune
Create another app for the update installer. Make sure to set it to System install.Use the following install/uninstall commands and detection method.
```
Install command
.\ServiceUI.exe -Process:explorer.exe Deploy-Application.exe -DeploymentType "Install" -DeployMode "Silent"Uninstall Command
Deploy-Application.exe -DeploymentType "Uninstall" -DeployMode "Silent"```
**File Detection Method**
- Path: `C:\Users\Public`
- File: `qbupdate.log`
- Detection Method: `Date modified`
- Operator: `Greater than or equal to`
2024.05.15 03:34 kingbuhler iMovie Project Gone Forever?
IMovie Project
Any advice on how we might restore an iMovie project. Scenario... My daughter and classmate filmed several video clips using the camera app, imported the clips into iMovie, edited, viewed the final completed project and attempted to export to photos. Next step woud have been to upload the final movie file from photos to Google Classroom. iPad gave back error that the iPad was out of storage. Assuming the movie project now contained the video clips, was edited and viewable, my daughter deleted the video clips from photos and then deleted the recently deleted folder to free up enough space so that she could complete the iMovie export and then Upload to Google Classroom. Now the iMovie project will not load, is no longer playable, the original video files are deleted and we're freaking out.
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Any advice on how we might restore an iMovie project. Scenario... My daughter and classmate filmed several video clips using the camera app, imported the clips into iMovie, edited, viewed the final completed project and attempted to export to photos. Next step woud have been to upload the final movie file from photos to Google Classroom. iPad gave back error that the iPad was out of storage. Assuming the movie project now contained the video clips, was edited and viewable, my daughter deleted the video clips from photos and then deleted the recently deleted folder to free up enough space so that she could complete the iMovie export and then Upload to Google Classroom. Now the iMovie project will not load, is no longer playable, the original video files are deleted and we're freaking out.
2024.05.15 03:31 Rayzox57000 Google Sheets - SMMC [ All Debunked Titles ... ]
Hello again!
Over the last 3 hours, I've decided to start creating an excel file to list all the ‘tracks’ that might have a connection to the SMMC (based on the title, for example). This will allow you to consult this list from time to time to see if a piece of music you've just found has already been ‘debunked’ or not.
For the moment, the file is read-only, I still need to make a few changes to easily add a ‘free’ section where you can add tracks that will then be manually added to the list.
As for the search, I've decided to go straight for all tracks on Discogs with ‘genre: electronic’ between the 90s and 99s, and which contain ‘Drive me Crazy’ or something quite ‘similar’. There are still 2-3 tracks without ‘audio source’ but most of them are unlikely because of their general characteristics which don't seem to match SMMC at all.
Here's the link: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/e/2PACX-1vRVOkpaWKu_gBkqSEiTkPHHsH-if9YFatGCTr4TjKZWcTSfIobxTKEmMaeI-KENXGn8yBTTr7YmUL6v/pubhtml#
I might also add a section in the google sheets, allowing you to update contacts, etc ...
When it's updated for integration, I'll say so in a comment, and edit the post.
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Over the last 3 hours, I've decided to start creating an excel file to list all the ‘tracks’ that might have a connection to the SMMC (based on the title, for example). This will allow you to consult this list from time to time to see if a piece of music you've just found has already been ‘debunked’ or not.
For the moment, the file is read-only, I still need to make a few changes to easily add a ‘free’ section where you can add tracks that will then be manually added to the list.
As for the search, I've decided to go straight for all tracks on Discogs with ‘genre: electronic’ between the 90s and 99s, and which contain ‘Drive me Crazy’ or something quite ‘similar’. There are still 2-3 tracks without ‘audio source’ but most of them are unlikely because of their general characteristics which don't seem to match SMMC at all.
Here's the link: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/e/2PACX-1vRVOkpaWKu_gBkqSEiTkPHHsH-if9YFatGCTr4TjKZWcTSfIobxTKEmMaeI-KENXGn8yBTTr7YmUL6v/pubhtml#
I might also add a section in the google sheets, allowing you to update contacts, etc ...
When it's updated for integration, I'll say so in a comment, and edit the post.
2024.05.15 03:27 BrasswithSass Bg3 Mod Manager help please i'm dying
I played BG3 for a while with the BG3 Mod Manager, got distracted by some other games for a bit, and recently came back to play again. HOWEVER, for some reason this time I can't get any of the mods in the mod manager to show up in game. I have no idea what I'm doing differently this time around, but I'm losing my mind.
At this point I've reinstalled both the mod manager and BG3 and am about to just give up entirely. I have ModFixer, Improved UI +Assets, and Tav's Hairpack. Modfixer, Improved UI, and Improved UI Assets are all in the Overrides section, and Tav's Hairpack is the single mod in the Active Mods section. I'm using the hair mod because it's easy to tell if the mods are loaded are not pretty quickly when I open the character creator.
I save my load order, export the order to the game, and launch the game using the mod manager. And the mod manager launches a mod-free game. No mod hairs.
What am I missing? The mods are all in the AppData folder, so they're all loaded. The Game Data Paths are all correct. Why aren't the mods showing up in-game? I'm not even getting a mod warning on game launch. I feel like there's something crazy simple that I'm overlooking.
I will say that I noticed that for some reason the PlayerProfiles folder has a new third profile playerprofiles8.lsf loose file that the game seems to be using instead of the profile8.lsf inside the Public folder. I'm not sure why that is.
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At this point I've reinstalled both the mod manager and BG3 and am about to just give up entirely. I have ModFixer, Improved UI +Assets, and Tav's Hairpack. Modfixer, Improved UI, and Improved UI Assets are all in the Overrides section, and Tav's Hairpack is the single mod in the Active Mods section. I'm using the hair mod because it's easy to tell if the mods are loaded are not pretty quickly when I open the character creator.
I save my load order, export the order to the game, and launch the game using the mod manager. And the mod manager launches a mod-free game. No mod hairs.
What am I missing? The mods are all in the AppData folder, so they're all loaded. The Game Data Paths are all correct. Why aren't the mods showing up in-game? I'm not even getting a mod warning on game launch. I feel like there's something crazy simple that I'm overlooking.
I will say that I noticed that for some reason the PlayerProfiles folder has a new third profile playerprofiles8.lsf loose file that the game seems to be using instead of the profile8.lsf inside the Public folder. I'm not sure why that is.
2024.05.15 03:24 serutcurts Looking for input on a complex situation
Hello, I have had a few free consultations. However my situation is complex enough that I feel I need a sit down meeting with an attorney. That is fine but they all want to charge me for the time, so I'm looking to be as informed as possible before paying them.
Situation: I owned a business (using two llcs). My business never fully recovered after COVID and the trauma of it all caused me to get into trading which quickly became gambling. Over the last 2-3 years I lost everything and used debt to keep myself and my business afloat. I closed the business in October.
Unsecured debt: I owe 105k in personally guaranteed debt, and 60k on personal debt. I also owe my parents 80k and the businesses had another 165k of debt that as far as I know is not personally guaranteed (including a 100k eidl loan)
Secured - own a home with 205k mortgage and 235k heloc, and it's worth 800k so 360k equity. State of Pennsylvania and joint tenants by entirety with my wife Own a paid off car worth 10k and no other assets Income: my wife makes 125k. I have been freelancing and got a contract the past year making 12k. That contract got cut off unexpectedly in April so I am unemployed
Questions/issues: My wife and I based on a 6 month look back are high income, but going forward the median income in our state with two kids is just over 125k. My wife had also been on 3 months unpaid maternity leave.
So I don't qualify for 13 because I am unemployed, but don't qualify for 7 because I earned some good money the past few months.
One attorney told me to just sit unemployed for 6 months and I'll qualify for 7. Could I qualify sooner given maternity leave? I understand that takes me into the second step of ch7 means test and that's where I got completely lost. How do I figure out what expenses get deducted and which month to file? If I drove Uber and made 30k in a year and our household now makes 165k, I would only qualify for 7?
Say I sit unemployed for 6 months- and therefore have zero income. Then we are automatically under the 7 means test. Is that the best move?
In my work/field, I'm very much on commission. It can be a big payoff so if I seek out work I could make zero for some months but 25k another month. So how would ch13 work? Will I even be able to do that given irregular income? If I went and got a stable job, then would 13 work. But what if I got a bonus at work (very common in my field)? Ch13 seems like a really bad option for me unless I am missing something?
My understanding is the equity in my house is protected by my state and entirety tenants with my wife. No unsecured debt is under her name. The mortgage is under both and HELOC is hers.
And then finally, if I'm stuck in this place where bankruptcy is just not an option, what the heck else do I do with all this debt? Secured payments are $2700 a month, and childcare for two kids where I live is 4k a month. So unless I start earning 150k+ how can I deal with all this debt?
Thanks so much for the input. I feel so lost.
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Situation: I owned a business (using two llcs). My business never fully recovered after COVID and the trauma of it all caused me to get into trading which quickly became gambling. Over the last 2-3 years I lost everything and used debt to keep myself and my business afloat. I closed the business in October.
Unsecured debt: I owe 105k in personally guaranteed debt, and 60k on personal debt. I also owe my parents 80k and the businesses had another 165k of debt that as far as I know is not personally guaranteed (including a 100k eidl loan)
Secured - own a home with 205k mortgage and 235k heloc, and it's worth 800k so 360k equity. State of Pennsylvania and joint tenants by entirety with my wife Own a paid off car worth 10k and no other assets Income: my wife makes 125k. I have been freelancing and got a contract the past year making 12k. That contract got cut off unexpectedly in April so I am unemployed
Questions/issues: My wife and I based on a 6 month look back are high income, but going forward the median income in our state with two kids is just over 125k. My wife had also been on 3 months unpaid maternity leave.
So I don't qualify for 13 because I am unemployed, but don't qualify for 7 because I earned some good money the past few months.
One attorney told me to just sit unemployed for 6 months and I'll qualify for 7. Could I qualify sooner given maternity leave? I understand that takes me into the second step of ch7 means test and that's where I got completely lost. How do I figure out what expenses get deducted and which month to file? If I drove Uber and made 30k in a year and our household now makes 165k, I would only qualify for 7?
Say I sit unemployed for 6 months- and therefore have zero income. Then we are automatically under the 7 means test. Is that the best move?
In my work/field, I'm very much on commission. It can be a big payoff so if I seek out work I could make zero for some months but 25k another month. So how would ch13 work? Will I even be able to do that given irregular income? If I went and got a stable job, then would 13 work. But what if I got a bonus at work (very common in my field)? Ch13 seems like a really bad option for me unless I am missing something?
My understanding is the equity in my house is protected by my state and entirety tenants with my wife. No unsecured debt is under her name. The mortgage is under both and HELOC is hers.
And then finally, if I'm stuck in this place where bankruptcy is just not an option, what the heck else do I do with all this debt? Secured payments are $2700 a month, and childcare for two kids where I live is 4k a month. So unless I start earning 150k+ how can I deal with all this debt?
Thanks so much for the input. I feel so lost.
2024.05.15 03:11 Garlamange Revamp a Dell Optiplex 3020 ?
Got an Dell Optiplex 3020 for free and wondering if there is any salvage hope. I am hoping to have a pc that can be on all the time and function as a home file server. If I could run some virtual environments and also my home security recording on there too it would be great.
Anyways, should I get a new mother board for this and start building it back better, or do I just scrap it and start with something else?
Never built a pc so any advice is great! Trying to do it for as cheap as possible hoping to stay under $300
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Anyways, should I get a new mother board for this and start building it back better, or do I just scrap it and start with something else?
Never built a pc so any advice is great! Trying to do it for as cheap as possible hoping to stay under $300
2024.05.15 03:10 bwcarnes All of my Personal No-Skip Albums
Like the title says, these are all of the records that I can listen to all the way through without skipping a single song. Feel free to roast me. I've included genres just in case these are new to anyone.
The Alan Parsons Project: Eye in the Sky (Classic Progressive Rock)
Allen Stone: Apart (R&B/Soul)
Avenged Sevenfold: City of Evil (Metal)
The Beatles: Abbey Road (Pop)
Bob Dylan: The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan (Folk) The Times They are a Changin' (Folk)
Brooks & Dunn: Brand New Man (Country)
Bruno Mars: Unorthodox Jukebox (Pop)
Buzz Martin: Where There Walks a Logger There Walks a Man (Country)
Coldfront: Float Around (Pop Punk)
Cortex: Troupeau Bleu (Crossover Jazz)
Dio: Holy Diver (Classic Metal)
Elton John: Too Low for Zero (Pop)
Eric Clapton: Me and Mr. Johnson (Blues)
The Fray: The Fray (Pop)
Green Day: American Idiot (Pop Punk) Dookie (Pop Punk)
Idles: Joy as an Act if Resistance (Post-Hardcore)
Jack Johnson: In Between Dreams (Pop)
The Jimi Hendrix Experience: Are you Experienced (Rock)
John Mayer: Room for Squares (Pop)
Linkin Park: Meteora (Nu Metal)
Merle Haggard & Willie Nelson: Pancho & Lefty (Country)
The Offspring: Americana (Pop Punk)
Spin Doctors: Pocket Full of Kryptonite (Rock)
Steely Dan: Aja (Jazz Rock) Can't Buy a Thrill (Yacht Rock)
Stevie Ray Vaughan: Couldn't Stand the Weather (Blues) Texas Flood (Blues)
The Story so Far: Under Soil and Dirt (Pop Punk)
Sublime: Sublime (Ska Punk)
Three Days Grace: One-X (Alt-Rock)
Trace Adkins: Dreamin' Out Loud (Country)
Tyler Childers: Purgatory (Country)
Van Halen: Van Halen (Classic Rock)
Willie Nelson: Stardust (Country)
Let me know what y'all think!
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The Alan Parsons Project: Eye in the Sky (Classic Progressive Rock)
Allen Stone: Apart (R&B/Soul)
Avenged Sevenfold: City of Evil (Metal)
The Beatles: Abbey Road (Pop)
Bob Dylan: The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan (Folk) The Times They are a Changin' (Folk)
Brooks & Dunn: Brand New Man (Country)
Bruno Mars: Unorthodox Jukebox (Pop)
Buzz Martin: Where There Walks a Logger There Walks a Man (Country)
Coldfront: Float Around (Pop Punk)
Cortex: Troupeau Bleu (Crossover Jazz)
Dio: Holy Diver (Classic Metal)
Elton John: Too Low for Zero (Pop)
Eric Clapton: Me and Mr. Johnson (Blues)
The Fray: The Fray (Pop)
Green Day: American Idiot (Pop Punk) Dookie (Pop Punk)
Idles: Joy as an Act if Resistance (Post-Hardcore)
Jack Johnson: In Between Dreams (Pop)
The Jimi Hendrix Experience: Are you Experienced (Rock)
John Mayer: Room for Squares (Pop)
Linkin Park: Meteora (Nu Metal)
Merle Haggard & Willie Nelson: Pancho & Lefty (Country)
The Offspring: Americana (Pop Punk)
Spin Doctors: Pocket Full of Kryptonite (Rock)
Steely Dan: Aja (Jazz Rock) Can't Buy a Thrill (Yacht Rock)
Stevie Ray Vaughan: Couldn't Stand the Weather (Blues) Texas Flood (Blues)
The Story so Far: Under Soil and Dirt (Pop Punk)
Sublime: Sublime (Ska Punk)
Three Days Grace: One-X (Alt-Rock)
Trace Adkins: Dreamin' Out Loud (Country)
Tyler Childers: Purgatory (Country)
Van Halen: Van Halen (Classic Rock)
Willie Nelson: Stardust (Country)
Let me know what y'all think!
2024.05.15 03:08 kingbuhler IMovie Project
Any advice on how we might restore an iMovie project. Scenario... My daughter and classmate filmed several video clips using the camera app, imported the clips into iMovie, edited, viewed the final completed project and attempted to export to photos. Next step woud have been to upload the final movie file from photos to Google Classroom. iPad gave back error that the iPad was out of storage. Assuming the movie project now contained the video clips, was edited and viewable, my daughter deleted the video clips from photos and then deleted the recently deleted folder to free up enough space so that she could complete the iMovie export and then Upload to Google Classroom. Now the iMovie project will not load, is no longer playable, the original video files are deleted and we're freaking out.
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