I'm not scared to say it: I love a good Subway sandwich. My dad used to take me to the only Subway in town after we went grocery shopping, and I remember tracking my growth based on how much of the toppings I could see over the tall counter. Now, it seems, Subway wants to ruin that experience for future generations.
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Today, Nintendo formally announced the feverishly-anticipated Super Nintendo Classic Edition, a miniature version of the beloved 16-bit console coming to stores this September. Twenty-one well-chosen titles will be cooked into the device — with one critical omission.
Once, a Volkswagen van represented freedom, the "open road," a release from the crushing confines of capitalism. The appeal lives on today. Free love! Damn the man! Live on the beach! Feel the ocean breeze blow through your hair! Pose with a bag of Kettle Chips the #brand sent you to hawk on social media! Wait, what?!
Every social media platform has bottom feeders. You know the ones: the fake teen pornbots, the meme factories, the personal brand trumpeters — the spammers. They come in many different forms, but they are all categorically bad, and they make the experience of actually using the platform slightly worse every time they pop up. Even if you don't follow them, their mere existence is irritating enough.
Last week, we learned that Disney wasn't making a live-action Star Wars television series anytime soon. That's a shame, because if there is one benefit to sweeping away the old Expanded Universe, it's that there is now so much of the new galaxy to explore, and TV would be a perfect way to do it. Here are five Star Wars show ideas Disney should be working on already.
Oracle's security chief Mary Ann Davidson published a rambling screed against the security research industry, bug bounties, and reverse engineering on the company's corporate blog. Oracle took it down, but the rant is one of the most impressively incoherent jeremiads to come out of Silicon Valley. And that's saying something.
News recently broke that the US Department of Transportation is revving up to try to officially ban in-flight phone calls. That's right; the singular, obscene act of yelling into your hand while careening through the air in a metal tube full of strangers could soon be verboten. Good. It should. It's time to kill the in-flight phone call before it starts.
These days, ambitious new skyscrapers are blanketed in a cloud of "green" buzzwords. Wind turbines! Hydrogen fuel cells! Insect farms! (Yes, insect farms.) Then there's Phoenix Towers, which has all of the above and more and looks like this. Let's call it what it is: a greenwashed dick-measuring contest.
I recently switched from an iPhone to Android, and discovered shortly thereafter that my phone number was still associated with iMessage, meaning that any time someone with an iPhone tried texting me, I'd receive nothing, and they'd get a "Delivered" receipt in their Messages app as though everything were working as expected.
During my lunch break yesterday, I decided to do a little multitasking and give the kind folks at PayPal a call regarding an ongoing issue I was having with my account. I figured, stupidly, that a company as big as PayPal would have more than three people working the whole of their customer service wing.