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What A Great Idea!

This billboard is made of 2,000 cheeseburgers that anyone can take for free.

This bag of chips has two perforations so you can open it more the further down you eat.

This pill bottle lid tells you when you last opened it.

This is a phone charging station where you can pedal to get power.

Trash bins in Copenhagen are angled so cyclists can toss their trash while biking.

This dressing room has labeled hooks to help you separate your clothes.

Choose a cup and let everyone know about your current status.

Doghouses near a supermarket in Copenhagen.

There’s a special place for your pet in this supermarket cart.

A cafe in Poland provides its guests with water for their pets.

These bananas are sorted by how ripe they are at the moment.

This pharmacy has a magnifying glass so people can read medicine labels more easily.

This pizza place has a display with all their pizza sizes and how large they are compared to each other.

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transatlanticgirl

S0 FAR B3Y0ND M3....

I thought it better to write you. I have issues with words spoken as most of us reclusive geek types do. First, I appreciate you more than you know. When I walk out the front door and see Pike's Peak, I think of it's majesty. Then I think of the places you've been I can only dream. (no passport here) I just wanted to say something to let you know how much you really mean. Me, the guy who can't start a fire, but you who survived alaska. You are an inspiration. I know what it's like to be hot and thirsty, so the sahara does nothing for me. But to see a Grizzley in the distance, I really don't know what I'd do, though I'd love the experience to talk about and share with others as you have with me. My gratefulness to know you goes far beyond having a place to sleep. You've offered me knowledge and perspectives on life I only ponder alone and often change after hearing your evidence to your directives. You are a great man. You have done so many amazing things. I hope you don't mind that I wanted the rest of the world to know. You gave me a shelter, and a warm place to sleep and means to cook meals. That was precious. But then you gave me knowledge. Of which I lay to rest no time soon.

I enjoy our disagreements on C and PHP, what Python can do and what Sed can do. We have what we know and what we're comfortable with. But we seem to smile at the end of every conversation together. No purpose to offend, but I Love You man. I really look forward to soaking up so much of everything you have to offer. I know I've been distracted and distant.....but I'm plotting ways to break away from "me" and get to know "you" more! If ever you need anything, don't be bashful.....Kick my matress, toss open the door. I'm more than happy to help. Thank you, Sean Roppel

PART 0F !T ALL => B3AUT!FUL

Many don’t know where I’ve ended up or how I got here. I thought I’d give the brief. So last time we spoke I was in Houston working for HostGator. Loved them. I loved the job! I loved the midnight hours. I loved the people. My First Boss was hands down WOW. We connected so clean on a technical and a personal level. He pushed me, he taught me, he instructed me in a very “human” approach I’ve rarely known the likings of from someone in his position. I pushed a couple posts across our internal channels that lit fires and he soaked up the flames. If you ever get the chance to come across him, you’d be blessed.

They moved me onto a shift with someone who was to say the least “hands off”. I couldn’t get a straight answer whether it was the time of day or a test to get more access. Running my own dedicated server that smacked shame to their best plan it was hard to believe I didn’t have root access or could run shell commands.

The time came for the ultimatum, Put me back with Doug....or out these doors I go. They didn’t blink (and Doug through some fit too, cause I belonged on his team)

Then came the disaster. An update gone wrong. Many reseller servers brought down for almost a week. Here’s the perspective.....These servers have customers, those customers have customers, those customers customers.....you see the point.

All I wanted was to say what was going on, But I didn’t know. I knew as much as the rest of the world. “We’re working on it”

So I went to chats. I couldn’t handle people in my ear any more, it was easier to type repetitive responses. But over the next few weeks I took notice of the updates for the latest sales and the latest deals compared to updates and resolutions to ongoing issues.

Don’t get me wrong, I still maintain many services with HostGator as they have a wide reach and many resources. I also came to fine that the dedication I met when I first met them still exists to this day. Kudos guys! But I didn’t have reignes to take that hour and resolve an ongoing issue. I felt I was directing traffic with no answers. So I left. I went to Gainesville to meet my best friend in his natural habitat. OMFG did he show me the time of my life. Nothing will ever top 01/24/2015.

Michael Bobbitt made absolutely sure of that. And he stuck to his word. That was the only ate keeping me to Gainesville. Literally the next day I ventured out to Ocala for the Rainbow Gathering.

Whiskey Rose, the best food ever. The best person. She calls it like she see’s it. RED, man, he is a trooper. I watched this guy take down dead trees and carry them out of the forest like they never had a chance! I busted my tail and as a reward got to know a Bannana Spider Bite and what a Hatchet as well as a 2 man saw does when you don’t pay attention. This led to Staff Infection. Don’t get it, ugh, so horrible.

I met a family that took me across the US to find a girl in Colorado who was moving here. After much failure and dispair I got here on Valentines Day > My only goal. Ran into the first grocery store and bought a rose and a card. All I could afford with my pennies after the trip. Shehad already been drinking.We agreed on the next day, but she forgot and got too high. So I went from Denver to Colorado Springs. The family wanted to go South, I needed the North. So I posted my experiences and requests to craigslist. This guy responded that he had a garage with a wood stove he could teach me to use.

3 Months later, he’s taught me to start a cold fire, chop wood, pressure cook, read the weather, and many other things. Often our conversations start with a recipe or a coding algorithm and drift off to his adventures on the Apalatien Trail, or his Travels to Alaska, or where else he’s been or where we may go next.......given the chance.

That’s where I am. Warm, fed, learning, experiencing.........

Hope you’re doing the same. I leave you with a song as usual......Short but important, to me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNbRM6accUU

PLANN3D PR0SP3R!Te

Most of us go through life planning that next big desire like a birthday. Hoping someone notices and a few wishes get thrown our way. But a few of us go through life like my Mom. Planning all year for the next big Christmas gift for the Grandkids. Just waiting 364 days for that smile when all of their dreams came true.

Plan your desires like a Christmas. Plan the smile, don’t wish upon it. Be productive in your own life and it will shine upon the lives of others.

#happiness #joy #dreams

I've gotten a lot of private messages regarding everything from services offered to am I hiring. So I thought I would give some background and let you all "Inside".One of the best emails I got recently was someone from here stating that their company can assist me with PHP, MySQL, InnoDB, HTML, CSS, Website Dev and exposure, Mobile integration, Server Administration, and Automated scripting solutions.My first reaction was to copy and paste their very nicely laid out email as a response that "these are the services I can offer your firm".Who am I? How can I make these claim

0NC3 UP0N A JUL!3TT3

Place a wish on a missing star Leave the close to chase afar Toss today to seek tomorrow Rejoice the pain, reminice in sorrow

Why the hurt is so satisfied Why the joy is so alone When the truths Are left untold

She so beautiful I so vague She a remedy I a plague

You a savior Me a threat You a memory Me, forget.........

L0ST !N TRANSLAT!0N (TAL3z 0F A TR0UBL3d M!ND)

Paths in full circle. To and fro, the come becomes go. Finally found a home in anothers house.

Feeling comfortable....almost too comfortable. It gets scary to call a place “home”. It’s not what I’m used to. I think of the long term, The future. Ever look in a puddle when the wind blows ripples into the stillness?.....yeah, it’s like that.

I became complacent and “stable” faster than usual here in Colorado.....That was until my best friend walked out on his job.

SNAP, FLASH, Back to me.......

I took a moment when I read that he had finally done it. I looked around, I breathed slow and deep. I calmed. Loving all of you is all I’ll ever have.

I’ve said many times “everything that means anything fit’s in my backpack”.

That’s untrue......

Everything I care about I carry day and night in my heart.

Thank you MQ! Cheers to Freedom.

Check Out my good friends page. He’s got some amazingly intuitive writings about this cultural gathering we casually, smashingly refer to as Society.

Enjoy :)

W!ND!NG W!NT3R R0ADz

The travel was long and the nights were cold We swerved and sputtered down many empty roads From Florida to Louisiana all seemed well Until the driver side tire buckled and fell Straight to the ground on an off ramp pass Hub assembly shot, and clean out of gas Some roadside mechanics got us fixed up Five hundred dollars, and an empty financial cup Off we go to the great state of Texas Hoping any curses we had have left us From truck stop to gas station we hanged a sign "Family needs Fuel" and wait for some time A couple gallons here and a tank full there We made it to Dallas by the strand of a hair A couple days, laundry, conversation, and food Assist with shopping and clean up as not to be rude Back in the RV we head on further West From Texas to New Mexico, riding on fumes at best Then into Colorado, our destination found We cross the state line and sleep at the very first open town Halfway through the night I didn't feel at ease So I grabbed up my belongings and headed for the tree's A peaceful couple hours rest, then I feel revived A call on my phone, "Are you still up for the ride?" Against my better judgement, I hop back on board Aggression and Bad Karma I knew would be in store I stay quiet in my corner, keeping to myself Finding more as we go along, This is bad for my mental health We race to get to Denver before Valentines is through There's a special someone I have to see, This feeling burning true We stop at a store, a single rose and card all I can scrounge I await each text hoping the next is her coming on her way down But that isn't what happened, other circumstances took their place So patiently I go to sleep hoping to awaken to her face We head towards a WalMart we've been told will let us park the night Just three miles away, we hear a clank, and then a pop and shift right Driveshaft fell, the main u-joint broken completely in two With nowhere to go, the animal hospital is as far as we can pursue With the RV broken, in this lot, not a clue or a tool A phone call to a local church to ask what we should do A great man answers and says that he can get our ride repaired as soon as church is over, he'll be on his way to there In freezing rain, and gusty winds, he gets us moving again God bless that wonderful man for the hand he did so freely lend The next day is the same, plans got lost, the rose wilted and died The card spilled on, bent and crumbled, I toss it off to the side Out of propane, out of funds, the night was brutally cold Within a gas station I lay my head and wonder what more has yet to unfold A graceful gift, my mom and brother come through, in the morning we get heat A hot breakfast warms my stomach, some foods are just too good to just eat I savour each bite and embrace its flavour, it resonates through my core Feeling alive again, I grab my sign, I'll get us some gas for sure Surely I do, we head down south, just a little further from the storm But not a huge jump, just a few miles, but we heed to what others warn Colorado Springs, a beautiful town, with people who care and share Glistening streams, snow capped mountains, smiles accompany every stare I find a place to stay and begin to build myself a new life Free of the tension of the RV that could be cut with the dullest knife I'm grateful for the ride though it would've been faster and cheaper on my own But at least for a few days that camper seamed to take the mobile out of home I'm meeting new people and making new friends who likewise have big goals I'm sure there's a lot left of this story that has yet to be told And those who know me know I choose to live the way I live Those who I hold in my heart know I freely give all that I can give I appreciate every one of you who have helped me on my way I look forward to repaying the favours sometime soon some day Work is looking up, The sun is shining, a sweater all that's required Perhaps it's the change in the weather that has left me feeling so inspired As for the girl, who's to know, I feel no longer that she's the one However not to say that my love story is over, it just hasn't yet begun I still have many stories, great people I've encountered on my travels So await next time this wild child's path changes, and another adventure unravels

#poetry #love #travel #Colorado #Colorado Springs

SP3C!ALLy AFT3R

There's something to be said about a runny nose and cold fingertips. Walking down a vacant street, going nowhere, coming from nowhere. Street signs like markers of accomplishment. Street lights like ever changing reminders of everyone in such a hurry to finish their day that they forget the beautiful dawn of the morning. The sunshine of the day, and take no comfort in the crisp silence of the cool night air. I step upon a crack and pray there's no real threat to my mother's back. The sidewalk turns to asphalt. It's black uneven cracked surface resembling that of my past. Though solid and defined, the missing chunks, bumps, and dips ever haunting me with the reality that my life has truly become an after school special.

Donations anyone?

My room costs $25 / night. It's currently 24° for the next two days. Any and all donations accepted with gratitude to paypal [email protected] or reservations can be made in my name Sean Roppel directly to the Zen Hostel in Gainesville FL.

H!DD3N H3ART

Sometimes I find it necissary to tell people how much I love them. Call me soft, call me hopeless. Perhaps I am, there's only one life I have to live. I wake everyday wondering if people truly love me.

So I spend my days brewing up who I can remind today how special they are. The thought of leaving this life without knowing what they feel about me is thrice the pain of you not knowing what I think about you. I think God put you in my path for a reason. I think you're gorgious. Man or women, you're so beautiful. Your flesh, your scars, your humanity.

Walk upon this earth with ego. Be strong. Be beautiful. Be PowerFull. Do everything I couldn't do. Be everyone I couldn't be.

Be YOU! I LOVE YOU!

SL33PWaLK!Ng

All of my dreams come true. Each of them. The sweet dreams that I speak to that special someone. That person who possesses all of my love. All of my heart. When I whisper the perfect words that they needed so much to hear. How amazing they are. How much I couldn't breathe without the breath of thier thought. When I speak so elequintly. When Shakespear couldn't mask my words nor write a better play with a better script than the speak I speak shared with this person at this moment.

When I tell them that there is no greater place than the world they have created. When I reassure them that this is their sandbox, I'm just building castles.

Did you hear it?

#to you #never alone #I'm here #Always

R3V3LaT!0Nz

I was writing a letter to a dear friend of mine. Recently met, yet, feels like I've known her lifetimes. And I was struck by digital lightning to write. Not poetry. Atleast not to what I usually post here. But just thoughts. I hope you enjoy it...... (Tanya, I had to share this, but it was written to you) You can follow Tanya at http://maha-rani.com

My heart walks silently into the vast distance. I see two paths, they are both travelled. So I pull out my machete and make a new one. Perhaps it leads to a bridge. Maybe to a cliff. But I forge forward, Forever reminding everyone I know how much I love them. Should I find that bridge, we embrace like today is all of the days of our life. Should I find that cliff, follow me not over the ledge, but look down at the majestic beauty and force of power this earth has and appreciate the strength of nature and the will of man.

My heart is huge and I spend my waking days replacing the horrible person I was with the beautiful person I am today. But in my roots, I'll always be a GutterPunk.

GutterPunk = Distaste for conformity, yet understands the importance of filling empty spaces. Educated, ambitious, but not going to take the path of least resistance. We all get where we're going just the same. Reflect on the sweat, remeber the tears, for the laughter that ensues tears embraced by truth is true happiness to be shared.

The stone ice towards the world, the stern "no fear" approach to my every step is to shelter the coward within. He needs to be protected, I have become his protector. I walk into the darkness that others wisely fear to go, because I show this inner me that I am there for him. I will help him, hold him, protect him. No one else will. I'm the only one I have to lean on. So I have to be strong for me. I have to bury the heart deep inside. I have to swallow that huge lump in my throat when I think about my loves lost and gone. I dust off my shoulders, yet the dust settles at my feet. Unable to kick it aside, I must either go around it, step over it, or walk through it. I prefer to walk through it. Each grain of that dust has a shape of me. Each drop, each flake, has a Sean written on it. I carry my dust. Live, learn, hurt, and smile, less we never forget or path.

There is a journey in all of us. A greatness, a power, a force. We pick it up every morning and place another marker on the map. Perhapse yours is the store for Dog food. There is a puppy at home that wouldn't know what to do without you. Maybe it's a unscheduled stop at daycare, He may not consiously remember that stop 13 years from now, but look into his eyes, you're still stopping by. Maybe it's another country. Will we fix the aparthide of the middle east, doubtfull, but if one person can change one opinion, what a greater power could possess the spirit?

Enjoy your day, relish in your tasks. For no task is greater or of more importance than the one you're leaving my site to go do right now.....

#love #freedom #truth #heart #soul #spirit

cPanel Plugin and WordPress App Builder

Well, I've been away for a while working on other projects. Two of which are Simplified Automation at it's finest. First is a Branded WordPress Management Android Application Builder. It goes from filling in a couple fields and uploading 3 images to your Phone in about 5 minutes. The second is a cPanel Mail Transfer Plugin. Switching hosts or email accounts has never been easier. This tool allows you to migrate your emails from any host or carrier and insert them into a new cPanel email account with ease. 73 Predefined host settings (Comcast, Yahoo, Gmail, etc) as well as the option to input specific settings for server hostname, IP, or incoming mail server. Check out the video here http://youtu.be/xJpDJKnQYOA and come see us at https://planetxmobile.com

Now accepting donations for the completion of the cPanel plugin as well as a special pre-sales price. Anyone out there skilled with ioncube, please message me.

#cPanel #WHM #Hosting #email #pop3 #imap #plugin #transfer #migrate

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