It’s time the FAA give up this unfounded notion that e-devices are detrimental to flight. And while they’re at it, let us keep our shoes on…
"Dealing with the F.A.A. on this topic is like arguing with a stubborn teenager. The agency has no proof that electronic devices can harm a plane’s avionics, but it still perpetuates such claims, spreading irrational fear among millions of fliers."
- why I can read a printed book but not a digital one…
- pilots can use iPads in the cockpit instead of paper flight manuals, yet passengers can not…
Easily my favorite review of the year…
"When you hung that sign by the entrance that says, WELCOME TO FLAVOR TOWN!, were you just messing with our heads?
Does this make it sound as if everything at Guy’s American Kitchen & Bar is inedible? I didn’t say that, did I?”
As GM goes, so does America? Maybe.
General Motors reported the largest annual profit in its history on Thursday, even as losses in Europe dragged down fourth-quarter earnings.
G.M. said it earned a quarterly profit of $472 million, or 28 cents a share, down from $510 million, or 31 cents a share, a year ago. It was the eighth-consecutive quarterly profit for the carmaker, but also the smallest during that stretch.
For all of 2011, G.M. earned $7.6 billion, nearly all of it from North America. That was more than G.M.’s previous record of $6.7 billion in 1997.
“The government still owns 26 percent of G.M., but the Obama administration has delayed plans to sell those shares in the hopes of recovering a larger percentage of its investment as the share price increases.”
Tell me again who’s going to be a better business man 2012-2016?
I was set up with a random roommate in college - an Indian guy; who had the same initial perceptions from my name as I did about his (mine is very “proper english sounding”). I went to an engineering school but chose the one I did to get away from my hometown and the excessive partying I thought I was getting into.
My roommate ended up being a straightedge-ish rockabilly prankster, before Jackass was ever a concept. He never drank (instant DD!), and was dedicated to study which being in the same major helped me focus between 4 day binges of college parties.
I ended up rooming with him for 3 years, and after college had other internationally ethnic roommates which when I look back may not have happened had I been set up with someone else or had I had the option to select a preferential roommate.
I have a better education in the world living with someone so different than I and wholly recommend that colleges continue the practice of randomness when it comes to setting up roommates in their housing.
M.I.A: Crusty Punks. The New York Times writes today about the decline in travelers known as “crusties” or “crusty punks” that usually inhabit Tompkins Square Park once the snow melts. The crusties roam the country year-round, going where the weather’s good, usually…
This is really, really cool.
An unusually web-savvy move for the old Grey Lady.
Tall folks earn $789 more per inch per year, a figure that’s stayed steady for the past five decades in both the U.S. and U.K. And I found that much of it is behavioral. Tall people consistently display a few behaviors that are directly correlated to success, which can be mimicked by anyone. For example, sociologists find that coworkers tend to give tall people four feet of personal space, about the same amount they give to their bosses. And tall people are also more likely to be the “leader” in any group, whether choosing a lunch spot or a corporate takeover target, a habit that develops young, when other children naturally relate to tall kids as older peers.
The drivers’ scheme, the commission said, involved 1.8 million rides and cost passengers an average of $4 to $5 extra per trip. The drivers, officials said, flipped switches on their meters that kicked in the higher rates, costing New York City riders a total of $8.3 million.
I think they call this the drunk tax.
Important bit of info to watch for: Code 4 on the meter is for trips outside NYC while Code 1 is for trips within city limits.
via the NY Times
About 8 years ago, I came to NY for business staying at a hotel on 6th and 26th st. Had a great dinner at Smith and Wollensky and then had bottles with friends at a hip hop club called Eugene later that evening.
Long evening shorter and after a quick Irish exit, I jumped in the first cab in front of the club, gave the cabby the hotel name and street and “relaxed” in the back until we pulled up to the revolving doors, home for the evening. I don’t know where we went, but the ride cost me $14.00 including tip. The next morning, I walked past the club from the hotel, on the way to breakfast.
Lesson learned, but I guarantee 70% of the people scammed weren’t locals and the rest weren’t attentive to the situation.
I was just at my local coffee shop this morning and they let me know their STAR’d on this list. Nice, Third Rail!
I read this article well over a month ago (Dec 9th) in the NY Times about the BNE tagger (Making a Name for Himself, With Just 3 Letters). Commuting anywhere in NY you’ll see the white and black stickers thrown up on any poll, box, glass, brick or sign. Going through 10,000 sticks a month, for the last 10 years you’d have to. Really what the fuck is the point when you have to live you’re life in secret. Know one knows it’s you!
“I don’t see other graffiti writers as my competition anymore,” B.N.E. said. “Now I’m going up against the Tommy Hilfigers, Starbucks, Pepsi. You have these billion-dollar companies, and I’ve got to look at their logos every day. Why can’t I put mine up?”
Sorry to disappoint BNE, but in your goal to be a bigger name than corporate sponsors, you’ve now become just as big an eye sore as you’re self-proclaimed “competition”.
To me, tagging is not art, it’s celebrity. Taggers are no different than the fame whores people watch on reality TV shows which add no value to their communities or artistic mediums they so profoundly claim to covet. If you’re going to throw up, get some style, creativity and be unique otherwise get you’re damn sticker off my shop window.