Evernote for BlackBerry Is Here, well, almost. Actually not for most of us.

Evernote for BlackBerry Is Here.

The, much (read: MUCH) requested, native Evernote for BlackBerry is now available. Yes, it’s true. BlackBerry® owners, you now get a slick app to create new notes and search through all of your existing Evernote content.

Well, not quite.  Only compatible with Bold, Curve 8900 series, and Storm.  Oh, and only available through the Blackberry app store, which is only in UK and North America.  So, not quite so awesome at all, really.

Kuwait

Kuwait: a city that is part Mad Max, part Wild West but mostly Bombay slum. People disagree with me on that last bit, pointing to all the wealth, but all you need to do is point at all the unfinished civil works in return.

No alcohol, therefore no DUI laws, but plenty of drinking going on, and plenty of drunk driving accordingly.

A lot of people who like it there seem to running from something, hence the wild west kind of atmosphere.

The wealth is obvious: high end cars, well dressed people, expensive adornments, but it is all set against the backdrop of a country whose civil infrastructure is barely hanging on.
We drove by roadworks that started years ago, and haven't progressed further than a hole in the ground. Sidewalks out the front of buildings that just end in mid-air because no-one thought to make sure that the next building's ground level was the same.

The war was a long time ago now, there was no evidence of it. It was long enough ago that things should be back to normal by now.

The apartment we stayed at was not connected to city water. A water tanker came every night to fill the building's tank on the roof, which incidentally gets so hot in the summer, that you use the cold water as hot, turn off your hot water system and use it as cold, because it is inside the air conditioning.

The parking lot was filled with luxury vehicles, but the road leading up to the parking lot was dirt, and filled with rubbish.

The flight in over the tank farm lasted minutes, and the dessert just behind it looked like someone had dropped pickup-sticks everywhere: the pipelines were all randomly crisscrossing the dessert.

Mobile phone towers were all of the temporary, trailer kind. All fenced in, and burning diesel to keep the and equipment running inside an air-conditioned mobile hut.

A confusing mix of swaggering and excessive wealth, utterly wasteful use of resources, and all still trying to catch up to the rapid growth of the country.

Lawyers & Damages

I have been deep inside contract negotiations for a major project.

If you are a lawyer, listen up: Why can you not get along? It seems that a lawyer's idea of negotiation is to simply strike out what the other lawyer said, and reinstate what the other lawyer struck. It's like Word Document Ping Pong.

After lamenting about this to a friend, a friend at work pulled out this gem from a Microsoft EULA:

  • Disclaimer of Warranty. The software is licensed “as-is.” You bear the risk of using it. Microsoft gives no express warranties, guarantees or conditions. You may have additional consumer rights under your local laws which this agreement cannot change. To the extent permitted under your local laws, Microsoft excludes the implied warranties of merchantability, fitness for a particular purpose and non-infringement.
  • Limitation on and Exclusion of Remedies and Damages. You can recover from Microsoft and its suppliers only direct damages up to U.S. $5.00. You cannot recover any other damages, including consequential, lost profits, special, indirect or incidental damages.
    This limitation applies to …

$5. Awesome. And you'd have to prove direct loss.

Kept awake by the ass-clowns upstairs.

It is currently 12:30 am Friday 21st of November, and the there is a party in progress. The noise levels are to the point that neither of us can sleep. There are loud voices on the balcony, loud music, piano playing and what appears to be a thunderous elephant heard dancing above our heads.

After having gone upstairs and spoken to the occupant the music has been turned down, but there is no change the demeanor of the guests. In fact, the noise grew louder on the balcony until there seemed to be actual screaming.
Update: 1:10 am and the noise continues. Music on again.
Update: 1:18 am, two girls left nosily, party upstairs continues
Update: 1:30 am, piano starts.
Update: 1:45 am, noisy people getting into cars downstairs. Potty-mouth loud girl insists on getting into boot of car. Intrigued, I actually went out and watched this happen. This has reduced the number of people considerably, and has brought the noise level down to a point where I might be able to get some sleep now.

Damn, I’m getting old. Not only am I complaining about the crazy kids upstairs, but I’m blogging about it.