julian3's Belated Birthday

cheshire_bitten's Out From Underneathgrad party

shemjaza, bjj_moves and delphaeus's Mega Party

Avid readers may remember the saga of my lcd screen early last year. Well, about 6 weeks ago, it died again with no warning. Gahhh. However, learning my lesson this time, I rang Samsung and said "oi, 3 year warranty, this dead, you send new one".

3 days later, a replacement monitor showed up on my doorstep. However, its not new. Its an one, belonging to a Mr Lee originally, which I know because it has his name on the bottom. Figuring they had just stuffed up, I rang Samsung and found that any replacement is "at their discretion" and when its more than a month old, they send a refurbished one.

I have contacted Samsung and said "this is not good enough" and they don't care. I asked ACCC about it, and they sort of shrugged and said "you can try arguing that its not fit for purpose, but its going to take forever and they'll fight you with the argument that they've given you one still - unless their warranty explicitly says they replace it with a new one, the voluntary warranty can be whatever they like".

So. Given that their "3 year warranty" to me says "hey, buy our product, we reckon its good for at least 3 years, and if it doesn't last, then we'll replace it", I am somewhat pissed to be told "actually, we'll just give you someone else's that also broke" (*) This is the second one that has died, this one lasted 16 months, not 36. I will not be buying another Samsung monitor when this one dies again as I imagine it will within a couple of months, and I will be avoiding anything else that they make as well.

(*) yes, I know that its about the same as being getting mine fixed and given back, but that's not the warranty offered.

( food, sleep, sounds, the usual parental doting :) )

... and much more that is probably only of interest to his parents and doting grandparents. :)

The rest of the photos

( parental verbosity )

I'm sure we did other stuff that was more interesting, but I'm suffering from the Monday morning stare, so here are the obligatory photos. Now, back to sleep work.

I had cause last night to drive to Mentone shops. The whole thing is mental. Its laid out as if the town planner was drunk, with random short streets and 30 degree turns and car parks big enough for 1/2 a car. And frankly, that may have been deliberate, because everyone that drives through the area appears to be drunk off their tits, so he might just have been playing to the audience. Beyond the normal speeding and going through stop signs and indicating being for the weak, people were driving 50m up the wrong side of the road, cutting corners so bad it was amputating the corner, randomly stopping to pick up passengers in the middle of the road, cutting around a bus, and just... arghh.

As of approximately this weekend, it has been 15 years since goldengrove and I started chatting outside of some friends' house at midnight on the Monday until 5am Tuesday, in the freezing May night, and then repeated the same effort the next night before retreating to the slightly warmer environs of her car at 4am :)

*happy* :)

Yesterday I bought Hamish a toy monkey. On being handed it, he looked at it carefully, touched it a bit, tasted it, then gave goldengrove a considering look befoe smacking her in the face with it.

And now a message from Hamish:
k hvbhkuyvyu im k[mn bkmuyhkn bbvm, 9ZV zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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And now a message from me:
ew, my keyboard is all drooly.

I was too sick to actually dress up and shamble along, but I went to geekweevil's place to take photos of her transform people into the living dead. And then cos I'd ended up driving people in, I stopped to take preshuffle photos of folks.

So - photos of the Melbourne Zombie Shuffle 2009

Thanks to everyone who asked how Hamish was after he vomitted horribly on Saturday (he normally doesn't). He seemed fine (better out than in) once it was over, so it was probably something about the porridge he had for breakfast.

Hamish had his 8month Maternal & Child Health visit today, he's ~7.4kg and 71.5cm, (about 25th and 60th percentile for 8 months, a bit more on each for adjusted age of 7 months). This is good, he's put on 800g and you can still see his (ticklish) rubs. Well, good for everyone that doesn't have to pick him up all the time anyway. The nurse also said that his weird asthmatic wheezing is just him learning how to control his breathing, and there's nothing wrong with his lungs. Yay :)

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