View allAll Photos Tagged uselessinformation
"Travel:
1. to go from one place to another, as by car, train, or ship; take a trip; journey.
2. to move or go from one place or point to another.
3 to proceed or advance in any way.
Travel:
4. the romantic act of gathering useless information."
75/365
The shortest St Patrick's Day parade in the world takes place in Dripsey, Cork. The parade lasts just 100 yards and travels between the village's two pubs. Just so you know...
Happy Paddy's Day!
My dear American Flickr friend with the Danish roots and name KarenMarleneLarsen has tagged me.
So here's 10 things that you may or may not know about me. Although I didn't have to, they come with one of the selfportraits I took last week.
1. I LOVE animals, especially cats. I’m the kind of person who can’t help talking (yes, talking like words are coming out of my mouth) to an animal when I see it – especially cats, dogs, horses and cows.
2. Getting the allotment earlier this year is the best thing I’ve done for myself in years.
3. My first car was a Subaru from’94 but it got stolen twice in a year and turned up at the exact same spot without a scratch – I couldn’t even see how the thief had opened it or started it.
After that I decided to get another car, so now I drive a Skoda – which I can’t get used to because I still remember all the Skoda jokes from my childhood.
4. There’s so many places in the world that I would like to see, but circumstances just haven’t been right the past years.
I wish there was some cheap way I could see some of the beautiful places in real life that I see in all your photographs, but I haven’t found it yet.
5. I wish I could play a musical instrument. Once I would have preferred to play the violin or guitar. Now I would like to play the contrabass – although it might be taller than me.
6. Back in the 90’s I went to the open auditions for the first Danish Soap Opera. I was curious and wanted to see what it was all about.
To my surprise I got a phone call inviting me to the second round of auditions. I did go, but I was SO relieved when they sent me home after reading my lines to the camera. I wouldn’t have been able to take myself seriously if I had gotten the role.
7. I once played a sadistic lesbian butterfly in a musical.
8. I loved acting but no one could make me sing in front of others – that just felt too personal.
9. I got my first kiss at a party and I’d had a bit too much to drink. So after the kiss I threw up on both of us.
It didn’t seem to scare the poor guy off, because we went out for a couple of months after the incident – right until I broke up with him because I fell in love with a boy that I was too shy to talk to.
10. I have a birthmark in my belly button. When I was younger, I thought it was cool and that it made me unique – now I don’t know what to think of it.
(And don’t even think of asking me to post a picture of it, IT’S NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN!!!).
....now who am I going to tag???........
Flood Of Meaningless Credit Alert 'Notifications' Worse Than Credit Card Offers & AOL Floppies - IMRANâ„¢
Considering the many hacks of credit card and consumer identity databases over the last several years, I am obviously thankful to have credit alerts and notifications if or when some significant change or access to my credit report occurs.
I like that most major credit cards also throw in that service for free. I do not mind getting multiple alerts for something significant. But this is flood of absolutely useless credit alert notifications are beyond absurd, bordering on insane.
Here is Experian urgently and earnestly alerting me on Sunday afternoon that the credit usage on one of my credit cards decreased... by a massive orgasm-inducing reduction of.... $68. Sixty-Eight f(*&^ing Dollars reduction in the balance of a credit card that probably charges me18-24% blood-sucking interest on say $10,000... Let me do a backflip to celebrate!
This is an example of good intentions and bad thinking creating a UrUXSux experience.
What do you think of this flood of notifications, and every app and service -- and even web page --- on the planet shoving a "Let me irritate the $#!T out of you by allowing notifications" message in our faces?
© 2022 IMRAN™
#IMRAN #IMHO #UserExperience #notification #CustomerExperience #UX #CX #CustomerService #informationoverload #uselessinformation #Experian #Creditanalysis
Walmart closed this location several months ago in favour of a new superdupermegastore just down the block. The building stands empty and apparently abandoned; it's signs removed but their shadows live on.
This is me.
I am short and must always roll my jeans.
I read constantly.
I have a vast wealth of useless information in my head.
I adore my Converse.
I enjoy accessorizing.
I listen to music almost all of the time, and Pink Floyd tops my list as one of my favorite bands ever.
I can guarantee that every day is a bad hair day for me, but I've grown used to it.
I believe that my face is forgetable, but even people who have only met me once before in their lives can pick me out in a crowd.
I prefer to sit on the floor rather than in a chair.
I am quirky, and I do not want to change.
4/365
On Thursday I heard a couple of office workers talking about how the top floor of a nearby parking garage was going to close for the winter. So I zipped up to the top floor to shoot this photo. While I was up there, a maintenance guy was doing something obscure and mechanical, and his stomach was growling. Loudly. I sort of laughed and the guy said something about his belly voicing an opinion.
I thought about telling him that a couple thousand years ago, people would have thought that was true. People believed that the loud grumbling of the stomach was the speech of demons or spirits who'd taken up temporary residence in a person gut. I thought he might be interested in knowing that there were some people whose stomachs were so vocal they were thought to be conduits between the spiritual/demonic world and the living world. Those people would listen to their stomachs bellow and would then 'translate' what was being said, foretelling the future or interpreting current local events.
There was a Latin term for these belly-speakers. Venter (from the Latin for belly) - loqui (from the Latin for speak). They were called ventriloquists.
I thought about telling the maintenance guy all this, but the elevator came. And rescued him.
This is Elderberry which I came to find out that people would use before fingernail polish was fingernail polish.
In focus shots are for suckers! One of the great things about living in a city is enjoying their civic spaces. Grant Square on Bedford Avenue in Crown Heights is such a great civic space in Central Brooklyn.
DID YOU KNOW U.S. Grant was a horse racing, adrenaline junkie general only to be killed by throat cancer. Now fast forward to another high profile war general...George Patton, another somewhat unhinged adrenaline junkie, who suffered the cruel ironic fate of dying in a Jeep accident during a non-military action.
I never drink a lot of Snapple, but I do love their useless information on hidden under their caps. Day 1408 of the project.
This stops progress in the task at hand.
It requires a random key press before the work can go on.
It does not ask for input, it does not offer advice, it does not request an action.
All the information it gives will be immediately apparent, when instead of one sheet rolling out of the printer, two sheets of two slightly different appearances roll out.
All it does is irritate the user.
(Who used to be the customer, wouldn't you guess that has changed now?)
What is it telling us:-
"One of these things has happened "
(what, the prescriber doesn't know? And it isn't going to say which is which either. It should surely know)
"You are about to see more bits of paper than you expect"
(Oh wow!)
"I'm not doing anything till you you acknowledge this"
img_3393
Now for some useless information, Australia has 730 McDonalds stores across the country.
In the USA there is something like 13,000 or so BUT Between the tiny Dakotan hamlets of Meadow and Glad Valley lies the McFarthest Spot: 107 miles distant from the nearest McDonald’s, as the crow flies, and 145 miles by car!
This link show the Maccas map of the USA
media.weathersealed.com/maps/mcd_us_high_9_25.jpg
I think I need to get out more :D
Again, this was a gr. 11 comm. tech. project done back in November 2007. It took me longer to do the title than it did to write the synopsis, which was something I'd already had the idea for, but I didn't get any marks for that.