After kicking Internet Explorer 6.0 – the most popular and one of the most bug-ridden and standards-defying browsers in existence – in the proverbial crotch a few posts back, I wasn’t ready to give up; the stats proclaim 32% of visitors here do so within the confines of IE6, and I wanted to provide a good UI to all users, misguided as they are. I needed to clean up a few things anyway, so I went about rewriting large parts of the site () using the same design and graphics, tweaked slightly to make IE6 happy.
It’s been exactly a week since I received my new LCD TV (as of the first revision of this post).
I will say that I’ve learned from my last experience with buying overly large electronic appliances and transporting them up to the living room. Despite the feather-like 70 lbs. of modern flat screens (the rear projection TV was a beefier 140 lbs.), I went with Amazon, who featured free shipping and white-glove delivery for all its big TV’s; that is, they carry the set up to your room, unpack the contents, let you turn it on to verify the picture looks satisfactory, and remove any unwanted boxes. They also ship fast, offer pretty good prices even among online retailers, allow for to up 30 days of price matching (i.e., they refund the difference if the price drops on their own site within 30 days of purchase), and laugh at the prospect of charging sales tax. So yea, I’d recommend Amazon for your TV shopping needs.
Until I install a plugin that automatically does this, I suppose I have to manually write these “Hey look, new pictures!” posts. The events are in question are few snapshots of the Rock Band party we threw two weeks ago – partially in celebration of Jeff’s Taiwanese vacation and Pan-chan’s departure – and candids of her (the TV, not Jeff) replacement, the slim but sharp Sam-san.
Follow the image links to the respective albums. Enjoy!
Oh hm, I haven’t updated in a while. Work’s been keeping me busy, and when I get off – usually late – I’m prone to lying around, watching an episode or two of Scrubs, and general vegging in front of the TV.
‘cept nowadays, Pan is no longer with me (yea, I posthumusly named her).
The story’s not that interesting; I posted once or twice, half-heartedly, on Craigslist just to see whether anybody was interested in the older, slightly scratched up girl and gauging the price buyers were willing to pay. Craigslist, of course, is full of cheapskates, and I did get a good amount of insultingly low offers, but ultimately someone with genuine interest in the set and had the means of transporting it (giant pickup will do the trick) took her away.
So now I’m really just staring at a wall.
