Everything has changed.

The following is a straight copy and paste from a forum I posted this on. While we backup that forum, it’s crashed twice losing all the posts, so I wanted to put this here as a backup. I don’t suspect I’ll forget this; it’s more of a post for others to stumble upon. Without further adieu…

I love my Kindle, and I love eBooks. But one thing that has always bothered me is the inability to purchase eBooks from, say, the UK.

Recently in a discussion on eBook deals, someone was seeing a different price than what was being advertised for me. Turns out he lives out of the country. He said for the most part, he gets the same deals as those in the US (since his Kindle is registered in the US), but sometimes, like that particular book, he couldn’t get the deal price. He had tired a different proxy and VPN too. Partly wanting to help, and partly wanting it for my own uses, I started hunting around for a solution, then I found this: https://www.howtogeek.com/328197/how-to-change-your-country-on-your-amazon-so-you-can-buy-different-kindle-books

It’s address based, and you can change your address. He tried it, and not only did it work, it removed the VAT.

Reading the article, it appears that the best deals are at Amazon India (doing a cursory search, the prices are better on most of the books I looked at), and there are times when I see deals on books in the UK.

I gave it a shot and sure enough, it worked like a charm. This definitely changes everything. As I plowed deeper into price differences between India and the US, there were massive differences. For example, Micheal Connelly’s latest two novels go for $9.99 each on Amazon US, but under $3 each at Amazon India.

As if I don’t have enough to read now.

Nothing to see here, just a post for myself.

I have a Kindle Fire, and man I love it. This is my third or fourth one, as I’ve always been a fan.

However, lately, this sucker has slowed way down. I don’t want to do a factory reset, mainly because I hate losing the books I’ve put on it. I’m not referring to the books I bought at Amazon, those will push down easily enough; I’m talking about the books I moved over for review and such. (Side note, Calibre is amazing and is a must own for Kindle — or any eBook platform — users. I like it so much, I donate to it.) It’s very well possible that those downloaded books will stay. I haven’t even looked into it that much. But I hate resetting anything to factory settings because I have things just so. I don’t want to take time getting things just so again if I don’t have to.

That said, I’m testing some things. I will update this as I go along so I can refer back to it.

Clear the cache (I found this here):

  • Power off.
  • Hold the volume down and power buttons.
  • When the boot screen appears, release the power button.
  • Use the volume button to navigate to format cache.
  • Press the power button to select.
  • After formatting, reboot.

So far so good, but I’m going to keep searching around to see what else I can do.

Getting old is weird.

When I first saw my sister wearing reading glasses, I busted out laughing. Called her old and crippled. She simply said, “Wait until your 40.”

Well, wouldn’t you know it, like the day I turned 40, my eyes just said fuck it, you can’t read without squinting.

I also find things that I used to LOVE even in my 30s don’t have much appeal to me now. I’m meh on fast food anymore, opting to eat at a nicer sitdownish type restaurant or just making my own food (subs and pizza excluded). This might not be a big deal to most, but as a lazy fuck, this is a pretty big change.

But the biggest thing I noticed — and I don’t know if it’s because I’m older or I’m more in tune now — is how aware I am of things. I hate the term woke because it seems so…ugh, yet I don’t enjoy certain things that I know I would have LOVED when I was 16. A good example of this is the novel The Fury by John Farris. I read and reviewed it a bit ago, and while I know teenage me would have ate every word up, adult me found passages gross as fuck (mainly because they were pedo-laden; a 40-year-old men feeling up a 14-year-old girl, as well as a 30-something woman seducing a 14-year-old boy. What sucks is if you can get away from that (and you can’t), it’s a fun ass book. I’ll just stick with the movie though.

Another good example of problematic books is The Howling by Gary Brandner. I’d never read the book until recently (snagged all three for the Kindle for like $1.99!), and I have mixed feelings on it. As pure pulp, it’s a great amount of fun. But holy shit, Karyn, the main character, is fucking helpless due to her having a vagina. First, she doesn’t have a driver’s license. Now, if she was living in NYC, that might be acceptable, but she lives in California. I’ve been to California. You need a license. To make matters worse, when it’s time for her to get away, she gets in the car and has no idea what the fucking gears mean. She literally didn’t know what R mean. Seriously. I can almost get behind not having a license (lazy as fuck writing, but whatever), but not knowing means reverse? C’mon. That’s just asshole writing. You can’t even chalk this up to the time it was written (late ’70s, I believe) because Roy, Karyn’s husband, gets annoyed at her because she is a bit cold with the sex since HER FUCKING RAPE. Yeah.

I have such mixed emotions about The Howling. The reality is the book really is a good read, but he treats the female characters one-dimensional beings. I’m reading the second one now, and Karyn is a bit stronger (so far), so we’ll see.

I don’t know where I was going with all of this. Maybe the whole point is getting old kind of sucks.

I know this is insanity.

The thing about OCD is, those that of us that legitimately have it know it’s much more than keeping your movies in alphabetical order or keeping your house clean. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those crybabies that pisses and moans over memes or statements by people about clean rooms and OCD. That shit is funny. But it’s nowhere near an accurate representation of that goes on in day-to-day life.

Here’s but a small example:

Over Christmas, I went on a weekend ski trip with my family. Well, we went to the ski resort (I didn’t plan on skiing, I knew I could get a lot of work done), but unfortunately there would be no tubing — pretty much the main reason my family went up. Because of this, and the shit weather (it was raining the majority of the weekend), we decided to go home Saturday night instead of Sunday because there was really no reason to stay and home was only about two hours away for all of us.

As I was getting into my car, a thought hit me. What if my sister got into a car accident on the way home? The roads were crappy after all. I would lose pretty much my whole family because my dad, niece, nephew, grandnephew, sister and brother-in-law were all in one car. Plus my mom had died the day after Christmas, so the timing meant something! Right? Right??? And that was in my head the entire ride home. I wasn’t happy until I got the call from my family that they were home. This is how OCD works. You get this ridiculous nugget in your head and it’s all you can think about. The rub? I know this thought is insane. I know there is zero reason why I should be…obsessing over this dumb thought. But I do. That’s the real OCD. Getting something locked in your head that just ridiculous, and it won’t go away. Don’t even get me started on when I start dwelling on things that happened 20 years ago that a normal person wouldn’t be bothered by. Or the amount of times I check the lights and stove before I leave the house.

This was going to be a post about my fucking mailwoman, but it went on longer than I thought. So that’s another story for another time, and that is OCD related too.

What’s unrelated is this cover of Bad Company’s Bad Company. Five Finger Death Punch did a phenomenal job with it.

I’ve just closed my eyes again.

Of all the electronic devices in my house used to watch media, my Roku is probably in the top 2. In addition to the standard ‘channels’ you can put on it like Netflix, Hulu, and Amazon Prime, there are a plethora of other channels available. Channels like Comet, Pluto TV, Periscope, and more have found their way onto my Roku box.

On occasion, I go through my channels and delete the unwatched and expired ones and add new ones that I may or may not ever get around to using. I was doing this the other night when I came across one called “Lucid Dreaming”. I’ve had a half-assed interest in lucid dreaming since I first heard of it, but I never really did any research on it. The short of it is, if you practice, you can take control of your dreams.

The channel has a bunch of little chapters, about 2 minutes each, on what lucid dreaming is, the history of it, how it works, and how you can do it. I watched many of these chapters with some interest, and made the decision to do the tips. I tend to dream often, especially now that I’m getting more sleep with my CPAP machine, so I figured what the hell. And couple the CPAP machine with melatonin — a sleep aid that has the “side affect” of vivid dreams — and you have a party. One I like going to.

One of the things the channel suggests is to keep a dream journal, which I’ve started. I’ve already logged two dreams and I’m debating on making a page on this blog specifically for those dreams. However, the very fact that I’ve started a dream journal makes me feel like a pre-teen girl who is writing about her dream dates with Johnny.