
should have been in bed an hour ago

should have been in bed an hour ago
ETA: Alternate source for when duder’s domain expires gets raided by the fuzz!
If you are a Windows user upgrading to Creative Suite 4 Design Standard from any edition of Creative Suite 1.x or 2.x, buy the upgrade with the product number 65019872.
Adobe refused to give me this number so I could be certain the product I ordered from a less-expensive-than-their-store reseller was the correct one. Luckily, it was—so I am posting it on the internet, because there is no good reason whatsoever why this information should be withheld from anyone.
By the way, if you planned on waiting until later this year to make the big jump from CS1 to CS5? Don’t. Per Adobe’s “three-versions-back product upgrade policy”:
For individual products [and Creative Suites], you can upgrade from up to three versions back. For example, if you have Illustrator CS, CS2, or CS3, you are eligible for the upgrade price for Illustrator CS4. If you have an earlier version, for example, Illustrator 9 or 10, you are not eligible. The exception is Adobe Premiere Pro; you are eligible to upgrade from any earlier version to Adobe Premiere Pro CS4.
For individual products [and Creative Suites], if you have a version earlier than three versions back, you are not eligible for upgrade pricing — you will need to pay the full retail price.
Emphasis mine.
I ordered these three photobooks recently—from top: Discovery of Ruins, Factory Moe, and Factory Moe-F. Why? Because I love busted shit, factories, and busted factories. They’re idea books.
I’ll probably post about them separately at some point.
After ordering these I got the bright idea to check Amazon for inspirational photobooks in a language I understand…but they all seem to be hardcover, which I’m wary of. A book’s ease (and thus, frequency) of use has always been inversely proportional to its weight for me, so hardcovers have to be that much better (or that much cheaper) for me to bother.
Any suggestions?
The Great Recession may be over, but this era of high joblessness is probably just beginning. Before it ends, it will likely change the life course and character of a generation of young adults. It will leave an indelible imprint on many blue-collar men. It could cripple marriage as an institution in many communities. It may already be plunging many inner cities into a despair not seen for decades. Ultimately, it is likely to warp our politics, our culture, and the character of our society for years to come.
A fascinating article that—most unfortunately—I can see shades of myself and my life decisions in.
ughhhh ALL THE SPARE PARTS to my case got thrown out while attempting to soothe my fiancé’s butthurt about how many boxes we have around
I am screwed unless Antec is feeling very, very generous.
what’s funny is that the guy isn’t even close to being neat by any stretch of the imagination, so it’s not like our place is much cleaner sans the one box with all my parts in it!
This is a rather unflattering picture of an unexpected Valentine’s Day present. A loaf of chocolate bread. With chocolate chips. It is basically one giant double-chocolate muffin.
The first few bites of that massive hunk I cut off were fantastic. The next ones…errh, not so much.
…I think I’m actually all chocolated out for the moment—which is a shame (for my fiancé, who always seems to have the worst timing) and a wonderful thing (for my waistline)