Try it with your phone on silent, Flixy?
Try it with your phone on silent, Flixy?
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Hope is the denial of reality
No solution, but it reminded me of the biggest issue I have with my phone. You can't turn off the sound for keyboard input without turning your ringing off. So if I need the phone loud to hear an incoming text or call when its in another room, my reply is then broadcast through a loud series of tap tap taps. Thanks Windows Mobile 8.1!
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
That's not a windows mobile thing, it must be specific to your phone, I have ringing and silent keyboard input with mine.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Figured that would be something they would have fixed by now on Microsoft's most successful piece of hardware that they've ever produced. Before 8.1 there were even fewer sound control options. 8.1 gives the ability to have different settings for ringer/text and 3rd party programs, but for some stupid reason the keyboard is tied to the ringer.
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
I didn't have a problem with it before 8.1, either. Which phone did you get?
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
You could also simply disable sounds for keyboard input.
When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
Probably but that's a bit much effort for it. Never did either before.Originally Posted by Aimless
Phone on silent, media volume on silent, still a shutter sound.
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Nokia 521. Besides being any amazing deal for whats its capable of and the storage it comes with, I figured it being Microsoft's most successful piece of hardware, sales wise, would mean slightly better than average support.
Thats an all or nothing solution thats buried under 1 swipe and 3 taps. I'm just saying that the keyboard sound should be tied to Media+Apps instead of Ringer+Notifications at the very least, or have its own setting inside the messaging app so you can define how loud you want it.
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"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
All the excitement over Harper Lee's new book, its a crystal clear case of exploitation of an aging and ill author.
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
Quite by coincidence I'm reading To kill a Mockingbird, and I must say I was surprised to hear she was even still alive.
Congratulations America
So, in addition to this annoying kidney stone, now some bacteria think they could make themselves a new home there.
To quote one of the guys from Band of Brothers: "I'm pissing needles, doc!" However, in contrast to Bastogne, I have access to antibiotics.
When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
Dutch member of parliament during a debate on privacy and intercepting communications: "when you're at your desk at Charlie Ebdo and don't come home, that's also a breach of your privacy."
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yesterday a friend in Istanbul called me that he was near my place and asked if I cared to hook up for a coffee. I told him I wasn't in Istanbul so that I'd pass. Because of this I had my phone in my hand when a notification of the IP cam in my entrance was sent to it. I was curious, and decided to have a look. So I open the app and lo and behold, I see two young men I don't know open the front door (which hadn't been locked) walk in, have a good look at the camera, then decide they should hide their faces, then realise that with their caps pulled down they can't see a bit pull it up again and show their faces to my cam again.
My friend went to my place to have a look, but by the time he arrived they had already left the scene, probably they turned on their heels and ran when they realized the situation they'd put themselves in.
Oh, nothing was touched otherwise.
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For almost two months now, I've been struggling with increasingly severe problems with battery-drain and instability on my Nexus 5. In the past, issues of this sort had always been due to software problems, and so I spent an extraordinary amount of time on ferreting out such problems. The problems had begun after I upgraded to Lollipop and many Lollipop-users have had similar mysterious problems, so that's where I began. After a long time and much frustrated effort I finally gave up, more thoroughly defeated than I have ever been, and went back to Kitkat. Things got a little better, but were nowhere near satisfactory. I kept hunting for software-related problems and found many possible culprits. By essentially crippling much of the "functionality" of Google's and Android's core services, I managed to improve my battery life somewhat for a while, but then things quickly began to go downhill again.
Finally I was forced to acknowledge that there were some aspects of my problems that were kinda different from the software-related problems I'd encountered previously. Not incompatible, but unusual. Could the phone itself be defective? Or just the battery?
I stared at the annoying piece of crap until I suddenly realised something with a terrible sinking feeling in my stomach. The backplate bulged a tiny bit, and was a teensy weensy bit open along one side. I'd noticed it before, but because I'd bough it second-hand I thought it was just a little worse for wear and didn't realise its potential significance. I haven't been able to open it up properly because I'm at work but I'm now pretty sure what I have is a defective battery that's swollen up to the point where it's begun to push on the backplate. On the one hand I'm relieved to finally have a probable diagnosis, but, on the other hand, I'm extremely annoyed, because there may not be any stores in this tiny town that can help me repair the damn' thing, and if I have to get a replacement battery online I'll be without a working phone for a week, unless I can dig up one of my old phones.
Hopefully it'll work out all right. I just hope the phone itself isn't too seriously damaged
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
Finally got a friend to stop repeating stuff from loose change and zeitgeist (took some time), now he is going on and on about this one: http://youtu.be/joPoBIaPdZQ which I assume is just as much conspiracy crap, but I can't be arsed to watch 3,5 hours of shit plus research to prove that. Plus I don't know that much about what federal banks do, to be honest.
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Maybe you should show him poltergeist instead.
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
Tell your friend that there are an infinite number of things that you could do better with 3.5 hours of your life.
Hope is the denial of reality
"Dude, not interested. Let's talk about butts."
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
Except he's in my band and I'm afraid he'll write lyrics aout it or something
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Suggest he write lyrics about butts instead.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Big butts in particular.
Hope is the denial of reality
Twerking big butts, at that.
I ran into an old lover in flooring section of Home Depot. I pretended not to know him....but it got weird when I realized I'd been discussing tile colors with his new wife. I moved to sinks and faucets, hoping that would make my shopping trip more anonymous, but damned if they didn't end up in the same aisle.
It really messed with my groove.
Day 1 on film set. Already exhausted, and there have been some serious shortcomings in preparations. Eh, we'll make it work.
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
Would you go so far as to say you were...I ran into an old lover in flooring section of Home Depot. I pretended not to know him....but it got weird when I realized I'd been discussing tile colors with his new wife. I moved to sinks and faucets, hoping that would make my shopping trip more anonymous, but damned if they didn't end up in the same aisle.
It really messed with my groove.
... floored or that it gave you a sinking feeling in your stomach?
I'm sorry though, I can't imagine that was a pleasant experience
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
yeah, I was floored. Thanks for the humor.
Shortly after that encounter, I learned that my ex-husband decided to pursue his second wife's estate, even though he'd initiated divorce proceeding before she died.
He found "widower" got more hits than "divorcee" on his Facebook page, or at match.com. He told me so, and grinned. I nearly threw up. This was the man I thought I knew and loved, and had children with.
This sounds like the soap opera I'd never watch, but ended up living.
I'm in a bad mood due to ice damming---and carrying gallons of water from the bow window, mopping water from the floor, sponging radiator tops and window mullions. It pisses me off that homes can be built with shoddy construction, during housing booms, and continue trading without any recourse.
My house was built in 1968, and for the most part it's a sturdy house. The home inspector basically told me that anything I'd need to do was cosmetic. That was code for "don't make a claim, it will be denied".
This happened to me yesterday. Before my flight to Amsterdam I check in but am too lazy to print the boarding pass. Then I get on the shuttle to the airport and fall asleep. At the airport I have to take care of some paperwork and get the instruction to hand in a copy after the passport control. I walk to the passport control and hand over my passport (little miracle, no line). Passport is checked and stamped. Then the officer asks me, 'can I have your boarding card?'. At which moment I realise that I don't have a boarding card. But since my passport is stamped I also - technically - am not allowed to go to the check in desk to get one. The officer doesn't want to be a total ass and allows me to go back to get a boarding card, while holding on to my passport. I walk to one of the kiosks where I should be able to print a card, but of course... I can't get a boarding card out.
Then I get over to the supervisor of the check in. Who of course tells me that she can't issue a boarding card without my passport. So I go back to where my passport is where the officer who took in my passport no longer is sitting where I had left him behind not 5 minutes ago. Thank God my passport is still there and with my super politest turkish I manage to talk the new officer into handing me my passport (promising that I will come back to him and not try to pass the border at any of the other check points.
I got my boarding pass and got on my plane, but when it all happened I didn't really think it was quite as funny as it is looking back.
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