Is is me, or is the Insurance bracket of Eve totally screwed up.
For a percentage of the cost of your ship per month, you can insure the ship.
Sure, fine, I get that.
But the only people who these days insure their ships are the ones who know they will be getting blown up in the nearby future, most of the time even the same day, so either they are PVP or gankers.
So the insurance people are getting only a fraction of the cost by income while they to pay for new ships over and over again!
That's impossible!
There is no way they can stay in business!
There is something really screwy about that.
It's only logical that if I buy insurance and I get shot up, I'd have to pay more insurance the next time as I am a risk factor.
Better yet, when you got shot up by Concord, you sure did something wrong, so no payout!
It's only logical!
Insurance doesn't make sense!
vrijdag 5 augustus 2011
maandag 1 augustus 2011
Eve that is
I've been taking a long hard look at the calander and clock of Eve and wondered why it bothered me so much.
It's been there all this time, quietly in the background, just ticking away,
seconds to seconds,
minutes to minutes,
minutes to hours,
hours to days,
days to months,
months to years...
And then I got it.
Why the hell are we still handing on to a time-cycle and calander of a time long past, from a world that was, in a distant time and a far away galaxy...
Wouldn't it be a lot easier to devide seconds to 100 in stead of 60, minutes to 100 in stead of 60, hours to 100 instead of 24, days into 100 in stead of 30, months to 10 in stead of 12...
It would make a whole lot more sense than keeping into step with a time and place long gone by.
zaterdag 16 juli 2011
Warning: Doing PI can be hazardous to your health!
Right...
so I started doing PI a little while ago (PI = Planetary Interaction, for those who don't know)
and now I got 3160 units of water in my hold.
Cool eh?
But I got to thinking how much water that actually is, so I did some math.
In the info it states that 1 unit of water is 0.36 m3 of water.
Multiplied by 3160, that makes 1200 m3 of water.
Quite a lot right?
But now it gets scary. I looked this up, you can too if you really want to.
1 m3 of water = 1000 bottles of 1 liter.
that makes 1.200.000 bottles of water!
ARG!
Taken into account that a human lives 100 years,
that is still 12.000 bottles a year!
Devided by 365 days of old earth calendar, that is 32.8 bottles a day!
You can't drink that many! That's deadly!
PI is trying to kill me!
Sell the stuff, quickly, before you fall in it and drown!
Sell sell selll!!
so I started doing PI a little while ago (PI = Planetary Interaction, for those who don't know)
and now I got 3160 units of water in my hold.
Cool eh?
But I got to thinking how much water that actually is, so I did some math.
In the info it states that 1 unit of water is 0.36 m3 of water.
Multiplied by 3160, that makes 1200 m3 of water.
Quite a lot right?
But now it gets scary. I looked this up, you can too if you really want to.
1 m3 of water = 1000 bottles of 1 liter.
that makes 1.200.000 bottles of water!
ARG!
Taken into account that a human lives 100 years,
that is still 12.000 bottles a year!
Devided by 365 days of old earth calendar, that is 32.8 bottles a day!
You can't drink that many! That's deadly!
PI is trying to kill me!
Sell the stuff, quickly, before you fall in it and drown!
Sell sell selll!!
maandag 6 juni 2011
Concord: Just add Life
Yes, hello? Is this Concord? I have a complaint.
Hold please? Sure. I'll hold.
* fifteen minutes of Muzak*
Yes, hello there. I have a complaint.
What? Wrong extension?
But you'll put me through?
Well alright then.
Yes, I'll hold.
*twenty one minutes of the same Muzak *
Yes. Hi there. This is Concord Complaints department?
Great. Gods, it was hard getting hold of you. I...
* nineteen minutes of Muzak, not even being asked if I can hold. By this time you'll be humming along with the tune *
Gods! Yes, hello there! I have a complaint concerning interstellar waiting patterns!
No damn it, don't put me on... too late.
* a miraculous only nine minutes Muzak. At this point you're balefully putting words in the text where there aren't any, hoping someone at the other end is listening to you waiting. *
- Icy cold voice - Hi There. Is this the Interstellar waiting pattern complaint department subsection B, personal grievences? Yes, Good. Thank you.
I have a question. A silly one really. Not really even the bother of calling you, but hey, beter asked than not my mother always said. Only a silly goose doesn't ask a question, there are no wrong questions, only wrong answers.
Yes. Yes, she was a very nice mother, very kind, thanks for me being allowed to waste your time.
Look. On the point of the congestion at Jita gate. Yes. Yes, I was there a little while ago, yes. Quite busy intersection, yes.
Now look... I just wanted to ask if I could help with anything.
No. You've got everything under control. Yes. Good.
THEN WHY DID IT TAKE YOU OVER AN HOUR TO ANSWER ONE SINGLE FUCKING QUESTION!
*hangs up*
(and for a real good laugh, just google Concord Just add Life :) Then you'll understand why their ships are so goddamn slow at the scene all the time.)
Hold please? Sure. I'll hold.
* fifteen minutes of Muzak*
Yes, hello there. I have a complaint.
What? Wrong extension?
But you'll put me through?
Well alright then.
Yes, I'll hold.
*twenty one minutes of the same Muzak *
Yes. Hi there. This is Concord Complaints department?
Great. Gods, it was hard getting hold of you. I...
* nineteen minutes of Muzak, not even being asked if I can hold. By this time you'll be humming along with the tune *
Gods! Yes, hello there! I have a complaint concerning interstellar waiting patterns!
No damn it, don't put me on... too late.
* a miraculous only nine minutes Muzak. At this point you're balefully putting words in the text where there aren't any, hoping someone at the other end is listening to you waiting. *
- Icy cold voice - Hi There. Is this the Interstellar waiting pattern complaint department subsection B, personal grievences? Yes, Good. Thank you.
I have a question. A silly one really. Not really even the bother of calling you, but hey, beter asked than not my mother always said. Only a silly goose doesn't ask a question, there are no wrong questions, only wrong answers.
Yes. Yes, she was a very nice mother, very kind, thanks for me being allowed to waste your time.
Look. On the point of the congestion at Jita gate. Yes. Yes, I was there a little while ago, yes. Quite busy intersection, yes.
Now look... I just wanted to ask if I could help with anything.
No. You've got everything under control. Yes. Good.
THEN WHY DID IT TAKE YOU OVER AN HOUR TO ANSWER ONE SINGLE FUCKING QUESTION!
*hangs up*
(and for a real good laugh, just google Concord Just add Life :) Then you'll understand why their ships are so goddamn slow at the scene all the time.)
Complaints and Grievences
I've got a couple of complaints.
Actually I have a lot of them, I've got a Blog full of em, but a lot of those I can't really do anything about so I try not to think about them.
But the most annoying to me is the carelessness of people, just general people, which is you, me, and everyone else.
It is why I wish to redub the line : 'In Space Noone Hears You Scream' into 'In Space Noone Really Cares If You Scream.'
Maybe they could hear you, if they really wanted to, if they really tried, but it is a fact that they don't because they just don't bother, they just don't give a shit.
You could be hanging on for dear life in your pod, floating in a giant puddle of your own vomit, excrement and bowls, drifting in mid space right next to a stargate because you forgot you had bad standing with some race, who keeps track right?, right next to your wreck while flashing a great big sign saying 'HELP ME' and the only 'help' you'll get is that some wiseguy comes to salvage your ship and you'll never see the components ever again!!
I mean! What about humanity?! What about friendship!? What about being civil to each other and just send a little convo asking 'hey, are you alright?'
Well GodDamn you all! Goddamn every stinking one of you! And Goddamn the Gods of CCP who created this world for their own amusement to watch me suffer!
And Goddamn everyone who isn't kind enough to leave me a goddamn message after having read and laughed about my blog!
It's lonely out in space! Reach out and touch someone, and I DON'T mean with missiles!
RRAAAAHHH!!
Oh what the hell. Why do I bother. Why do I even blog. No one is listening.
'In Space Noone Really Cares If You Scream.'
Leave a message after the beep.
Beep.
Actually I have a lot of them, I've got a Blog full of em, but a lot of those I can't really do anything about so I try not to think about them.
But the most annoying to me is the carelessness of people, just general people, which is you, me, and everyone else.
It is why I wish to redub the line : 'In Space Noone Hears You Scream' into 'In Space Noone Really Cares If You Scream.'
Maybe they could hear you, if they really wanted to, if they really tried, but it is a fact that they don't because they just don't bother, they just don't give a shit.
You could be hanging on for dear life in your pod, floating in a giant puddle of your own vomit, excrement and bowls, drifting in mid space right next to a stargate because you forgot you had bad standing with some race, who keeps track right?, right next to your wreck while flashing a great big sign saying 'HELP ME' and the only 'help' you'll get is that some wiseguy comes to salvage your ship and you'll never see the components ever again!!
I mean! What about humanity?! What about friendship!? What about being civil to each other and just send a little convo asking 'hey, are you alright?'
Well GodDamn you all! Goddamn every stinking one of you! And Goddamn the Gods of CCP who created this world for their own amusement to watch me suffer!
And Goddamn everyone who isn't kind enough to leave me a goddamn message after having read and laughed about my blog!
It's lonely out in space! Reach out and touch someone, and I DON'T mean with missiles!
RRAAAAHHH!!
Oh what the hell. Why do I bother. Why do I even blog. No one is listening.
'In Space Noone Really Cares If You Scream.'
Leave a message after the beep.
Beep.
Murderers and Litterbugs
Don't you just hate 'em.
People who shoot at a hard-working pirate and then just leave the wreck there, as if shooting pirates is some sort of sport, for their enjoyment, and they don't think twice about the spouse and kids they leave father or motherless. No wonder when they grow up those kids grow to become pirates themselves, it's for REVENGE! Leave the poor pirates alone! Especially the ones named Brittney! Haven't they suffered enough!?
But if you Do shoot at pirates, especially when they've decided to shoot at you, which can be kind of annoying, especially when doing missions, clean up after yourself. Haul in the loot, salvage the wrecks.
And if you don't, don't be annoyed at someone else doing it for you. Their cleaning up YOUR mess! Be THANKFUL for that, send them ISK! They're doing YOUR JOB!
And what I REALLY HATE is people throwing out secure cons all over the place and littering the sky around jumpgates with messages, because... oh, no, wait. I've got my own PR guy now.. never mind. :)
People who shoot at a hard-working pirate and then just leave the wreck there, as if shooting pirates is some sort of sport, for their enjoyment, and they don't think twice about the spouse and kids they leave father or motherless. No wonder when they grow up those kids grow to become pirates themselves, it's for REVENGE! Leave the poor pirates alone! Especially the ones named Brittney! Haven't they suffered enough!?
But if you Do shoot at pirates, especially when they've decided to shoot at you, which can be kind of annoying, especially when doing missions, clean up after yourself. Haul in the loot, salvage the wrecks.
And if you don't, don't be annoyed at someone else doing it for you. Their cleaning up YOUR mess! Be THANKFUL for that, send them ISK! They're doing YOUR JOB!
And what I REALLY HATE is people throwing out secure cons all over the place and littering the sky around jumpgates with messages, because... oh, no, wait. I've got my own PR guy now.. never mind. :)
Scotty's (or the CCP cloning incident)
I heard this from a drunken driver in a bar where I do some of my... more lucrative trade agreements, so it must be true.
Because of what I heard I wish to apologize to Scotty for my last blog about Scotty's Second.
Once there was One Scotty. The original.
He was unique and lived his life enjoying himself earning his isk. I don't know what he did for a living, but I'm sure he enjoyed himself because why else be in the world of Eve if not for enjoyment and getting the isk.
Then CCP came along and said something like 'hey you, you're perfect, you're unique, we're gonna clone you!'
And who can say no to CCP right? They rule the whole damn multi-verse so their quite overly powerful.
So Scotty went along, hoping he'd come out of it alive, or at least with his ships reimbursed, and then... BANG.
The ultimate power of CCP was so great that there were an infinite number of Scotty's and to make things worse, all Scotty's were immortal!
Now what's a Scotty going to do.
Long disputes about 'that hat is mine' and 'get off my wife!' followed in which no judge could tell who'se is what's and vice versa, and it was decided that all Scotty's would just have to go and live on different stations.
Banned from their home-world! All those poor Scotty's!
Just think about that when you board next time and get annoyed because Scotty won't let you out of your ship!
You bastard!
Because of what I heard I wish to apologize to Scotty for my last blog about Scotty's Second.
Once there was One Scotty. The original.
He was unique and lived his life enjoying himself earning his isk. I don't know what he did for a living, but I'm sure he enjoyed himself because why else be in the world of Eve if not for enjoyment and getting the isk.
Then CCP came along and said something like 'hey you, you're perfect, you're unique, we're gonna clone you!'
And who can say no to CCP right? They rule the whole damn multi-verse so their quite overly powerful.
So Scotty went along, hoping he'd come out of it alive, or at least with his ships reimbursed, and then... BANG.
The ultimate power of CCP was so great that there were an infinite number of Scotty's and to make things worse, all Scotty's were immortal!
Now what's a Scotty going to do.
Long disputes about 'that hat is mine' and 'get off my wife!' followed in which no judge could tell who'se is what's and vice versa, and it was decided that all Scotty's would just have to go and live on different stations.
Banned from their home-world! All those poor Scotty's!
Just think about that when you board next time and get annoyed because Scotty won't let you out of your ship!
You bastard!
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