LEARN CELL PHONE REPAIR. REPAIR BAD CREDIT HISTORY.
Learn Cell Phone Repair
- A portable, wireless telephone, which changes antenna connections seamlessly during travel from one radio reception cell to another without losing the party-to-party call connection
- call up by using a cellular phone; "If the train is late, I will cell phone you"
- Cell Phone is an award-winning Chinese comedy-drama film directed by Feng Xiaogang and starring Ge You, Zhang Guoli, Xu Fan and Fan Bingbing. It was first released on 18 December 2003 in Mainland China, and was subsequently screened at the Cleveland International Film Festival on 18 March 2005.
- restore by replacing a part or putting together what is torn or broken; "She repaired her TV set"; "Repair my shoes please"
- a formal way of referring to the condition of something; "the building was in good repair"
- the act of putting something in working order again
- Fix or mend (a thing suffering from damage or a fault)
- Make good (such damage) by fixing or repairing it
- Put right (a damaged relationship or unwelcome situation)
- memorize: commit to memory; learn by heart; "Have you memorized your lines for the play yet?"
- Become aware of (something) by information or from observation
- get to know or become aware of, usually accidentally; "I learned that she has two grown-up children"; "I see that you have been promoted"
- Commit to memory
- gain knowledge or skills; "She learned dancing from her sister"; "I learned Sanskrit"; "Children acquire language at an amazing rate"
- Gain or acquire knowledge of or skill in (something) by study, experience, or being taught
Oops! Not ventilation! It takes only a second of inattentiveness. The consequences can be minor or catastrophic. The problem is that we can't choose. I received a call this morning at 4 am from the resident covering the inpatient unit at the hospital. The mom of one of the patients was frantic. Her child had survived a major accident as well as the multiple surgeries afterwards to treat the increased pressure on her brain. She has been getting better slowly over the past few months, until two days ago. With increased pain and agitation, this mom was fearing the worst. Some people question my driving skills but I actually think I'm quite competent (don't we all). I'm sure it is my small case of road rage that shakes me out of my usually reserved demeanor that scares them. Anyway, reflexes tend to be slower at 4 am but at least the roads are empty with fewer targets. At least, that's what I was thinking. I thought snow was supposed to be soft. Well, this is not always the case in New Jersey. While en route, I needed to take a call from the resident on my cell phone. I'm a law-abiding citizen who didn't want to violate cell phone laws so I reached for my headset. In that second of distraction, I veered just a little too much to the right and a lump of snow met with the front of my car at high velocity. I learned quickly that snow is not always soft and fluffy. With the bone-crushing sound of plastic meeting concrete, my heart sank. Back in the day, cars had fenders made of good American steel. Today, we have crumble zones. Instead of trying to withstand a crash, we now take the approach of absorbing the impact by allowing our cars to be crushed...seems like just admitting defeat before the fight. Either way, I'm not going to question engineering. That would just be my attempt at shifting blame for the situation. In reality, I took one eye off the road for a second in a situation where my mind was preoccupied, and sleepy. I was following the letter of the law (putting in my headset) while ignoring the spirit of the cell phone law (to reduce distraction). Luckily, the consequence was only financial (I'm sure it will cost hundreds or thousands of dollars to reverse the crumble of the crumble zone). That lump of snow may have been a pedestrian on another day, at a different hour. Anyway, I remember back to the days of driving home after 36 straight hours of work in the hospital with only the thought of the night's sleep that separated me from the next day's work. I'm surprised I ever made it home without incident (many colleagues have not been so lucky). So, today is the day that distraction ends. I'm 2 weeks away from a Bluetooth-compatible cell phone which will help during those times that I absolutely have to answer the phone. And, as I try to Ebay off more worldly possessions to pay for this repair, I'll try to remember: 1) It only takes a second of inattentiveness for an accident to happen. 2) We have no way of knowing whether this accident will have no consequences or catastrophic ones (I've been in this medical world long enough to know that). 3) Snow is not always soft in New Jersey.
Learning to fly
Learning to fly - Pink Floyd Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched to the point of no turning back A flight of fancy on a windswept field Standing alone my senses reeled A fatal attraction is holding me fast How can I escape this irresistible grasp? Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything No navigator to find my way home Unladen, empty and turned to stone A soul intention, that's learning to fly Condition grounded but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I Above the planet on a wing and a prayer, My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air Across the clouds I see my shadow fly Out of the corner of my watering eye A dream unthreatened by the morning light Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night There's no sensation to compare with this Suspended animation, a state of bliss Can't keep my mind from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I