I purchased the LG G2 on its release day for the Verizon network, and I have owned it a little over a week now. I upgraded from the Galaxy Nexus that I had also purchased on the Verizon network on its release day about 2 years ago. So far I am really enjoying the G2. There are definitely some oddities that I do not approve of, but the pros of the device far out weigh those cons. I am not going to present you with a bunch of benchmark graphs as there are already numerous articles out there covering the technical numbers.
Ryan O. Hicks
When I hear about someone who is doing something better than me, even if the details of their choices or genetic abilities differ slightly from my own strategy. I bow the fuck down, respect their innovation, and acknowledge that I have so far failed to achieve their level of badassity. Then I secretly try to learn from their success.
Unknown
I will let you in on a little secret. Speaking from experience, your life does not flash before your eyes when in a life or death situation.
As a skydiver you always wonder when it will happen to you. Will you be ready for it? Will you perform your emergency procedures (EPs) that you have practiced thousands of times on the ground? Will you panic or lock up? Will you be able to save your own life when you have to perform a cutaway and deploy your reserve from your malfunctioning main canopy?
Whuffo is shorthand that stands for ‘what for’. When you apply that word to an individual the definition of a whuffo becomes…
A person who is not a skydiver.
My definition of a whuffo is…
People who condemn, and don’t understand anyone who wants to enjoy a range of diverse experiences.
I am often referred to as crazy or nuts because of my hobbies. I like to scuba dive (with sharks), and jump out of planes. Some people cannot fathom doing such activities especially leaping from a perfectly good airplane. However, I beg to differ on the perfectly good terminology to describe the planes skydivers leap from.
The internet has been an extension of my life since around the fifth grade when our family acquired our first computer. It ran windows 95 and had a dial up connection. I quickly latched on to it claiming it as mine although I was forced to share it. I grew up being connected to the internet; as did everyone else in my generation.
Everyone these days has at least one online account if you have a smartphone or use a computer regularly. Our personal data floats around in the dark crevices of the interweb, and it can haunt us later in life if you are not careful about what you put out there. Keep your reputation in top notch shape, and always protect your identity.