And I refresh and a Bruce Springsteen collection is instantly sold out...
And now a golf range finder.
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Gah, if I wouldn't have refreshed I could've checked the stats on the Springsteen to see exactly how fast they went, and with the order pace and duration figure out how many they had.
Another piece of expensive electronics that might be decent were it not for the Refurb tag. IT'S REFUR MADNESS!
EDIT: Oh wow this sucker is moving! Go forth, order shields, and suck up the shitty deals so that we might have our good items and Bucklers of Constitution!
I remember this pack from a while back, certainely no more interested in it now than I was then, though.
EDIT: Where are you getting your figures from? To be honest I'm guessing it based on the percentage bar shown in my tracker and the various on-site stats.
Huh, woot's apparently taking its sweet time to load up the next item. You think...?
EDIT: DANG IT CHANGE I GOTTA' PEE
EDIT: Oh my god, a virtual casino. My dad had one of these things and that was 15 years ago!
EDIT: I find it amazing that even after fifteen years these fucking things still use a cheap pre-positioned LCD system and still only come with Poker and Blackjack. You'd think they could at least incorporate some roulette or Keno or something.
Can Cooler Bags? Well, mother does need some more insulated shopping bags, and we can always give the second away...
BTW, grey is out of stock, for those who care.
EDIT: Eight bucks is actually a really good price for this, Amazon's asking twice that. So if you folks get the urge to buy it, snag it.
EDIT: Oh my goodness, they are riffing from Candide for the description. Man I'm fucking glad I took that course on The Novel.
In a castle of Westphalia, belonging to the Baron of Thunder-ten-Tronckh, lived a youth, whom nature had endowed with the most gentle manners. The youth also had a beautiful cousin, just seventeen years of age, and desirable. And the youth also had a bag, which was 100% leak-proof and expanded to about 14 inches tall. The youth’s name was Candide. The cousin’s name was Cunegonde. The bag’s name was the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag.
The youth and his Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag had a true simplicity of spirit, partly innate, like an expandable zippered top, and partly learned from their tutor, the wise and learned Pangloss. Pangloss had proved admirably that there is no effect without a cause, and that, in this best of all possible worlds, the Baron’s castle was the most magnificent of castles, and the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag the best of all possible cooler bags that could fold down to about three inches of thickness for post-use storage.
“It is demonstrable,” said Pangloss, “that things cannot be otherwise than as they are; for all being created for an end, all is necessarily for the best end. Observe, that the nose has been formed to bear spectacles—thus we have spectacles! Legs are visibly designed for stockings—and we have stockings! The Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag is made of a multi-layered isotec insulation structure which can offer us cold beer, sodas and sandwiches—therefore we are free to travel! Consequently they who assert that all is well have said a foolish thing, they should have said all is for the best.”
One day Cunegonde, while walking near the castle, in a little wood which they called a park, saw between the bushes, Dr. Pangloss giving a lesson in the proper way to fill the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag to her mother’s chamber-maid. As Miss Cunegonde had a great disposition for the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag, she breathlessly observed the repeated experiments of which she was a witness; she clearly perceived the force of the Doctor’s reasons, the effects, and the causes; she appreciated that the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag could hold up to 24 12 ounce cans simultaneously, or one at a time, and that there would still be room for ice; she marveled that the included bungee cord could be used to restrict all movement when properly attached; she turned back greatly flurried, quite pensive, and filled with the desire to be cooled as well; dreaming that she might well be a “sufficient reason” for young Candide, and he for her.
She met Candide on reaching the castle and blushed; Candide blushed also; she wished him good morrow in a faltering tone, and Candide spoke to her without knowing what he said. The next day after dinner, which was a picnic they had packed in a Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag, the very act of packing leaving them with curious feelings regarding the way a zippered front storage pocket could be used, Cunegonde and Candide found themselves behind a screen; Cunegonde let fall the include shoulder strap, Candide picked it up, she took him innocently by the hand, the youth as innocently kissed the young lady’s hand with particular vivacity, sensibility, and grace; their lips met, their eyes sparkled, their knees trembled, their hands strayed, their durable, easy clean interior and exterior was put to the test. Baron Thunder-ten-Tronckh passed near the screen and beholding this cause and effect chased Candide from the castle with great kicks on the backside; Cunegonde fainted away; she was boxed on the ears by her mother, as soon as she came to herself; and all was consternation in this most magnificent and most agreeable of all possible castles.
And that was how the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag, driven from terrestrial paradise, was sent away to the Bulgarian soldiers of Waldberghofftrarbk-dikdorff (also known as Carrollton) and sold from the best of all possible websites into a life of servitude to the best of all possible owners. Hey, we’re talking about you, jerkface. Wake up. This ain’t English class, here.
I know it's gonna' take a while for this thing to sell out, so I wanna' hit the sack.
But at the same time it's moving just fast enough that I can't bear to take myself away lest something awesome or legendary come up.
Fuck.
EDIT: I got three bags of crap one time: one turned out to be a sweet backpack I used for college, another a snack tray I gave to my sister. The third was expired gourmet coffee.
EDIT: OK, heartrate monitors and other exercise-related doo-dads I can understand, but blood pressure monitors? What hospital closed and sold Woot its equipment?
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Fortunately the 1TB is still under warranty, just gotta somehow get the... 900GB of random stuff off it.
Which, if combined with the fish finder...
And I refresh and a Bruce Springsteen collection is instantly sold out...
And now a golf range finder.
Edit
Gah, if I wouldn't have refreshed I could've checked the stats on the Springsteen to see exactly how fast they went, and with the order pace and duration figure out how many they had.
EDIT: Oh wow this sucker is moving! Go forth, order shields, and suck up the shitty deals so that we might have our good items and Bucklers of Constitution!
EDIT: WAT.
EDIT: Ooh, dremel kit, but refurbished
EDIT: Where are you getting your figures from? To be honest I'm guessing it based on the percentage bar shown in my tracker and the various on-site stats.
edit: Eww, they are USB speakers too
EDIT: Yeah, that's the wierdest one. I got myself that multi-socket tower, the paper shredder, and the little speaker.
EDIT: DANG IT CHANGE I GOTTA' PEE
EDIT: Oh my god, a virtual casino. My dad had one of these things and that was 15 years ago!
EDIT: I find it amazing that even after fifteen years these fucking things still use a cheap pre-positioned LCD system and still only come with Poker and Blackjack. You'd think they could at least incorporate some roulette or Keno or something.
BTW, grey is out of stock, for those who care.
EDIT: Eight bucks is actually a really good price for this, Amazon's asking twice that. So if you folks get the urge to buy it, snag it.
EDIT: Oh my goodness, they are riffing from Candide for the description. Man I'm fucking glad I took that course on The Novel.
The youth and his Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag had a true simplicity of spirit, partly innate, like an expandable zippered top, and partly learned from their tutor, the wise and learned Pangloss. Pangloss had proved admirably that there is no effect without a cause, and that, in this best of all possible worlds, the Baron’s castle was the most magnificent of castles, and the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag the best of all possible cooler bags that could fold down to about three inches of thickness for post-use storage.
“It is demonstrable,” said Pangloss, “that things cannot be otherwise than as they are; for all being created for an end, all is necessarily for the best end. Observe, that the nose has been formed to bear spectacles—thus we have spectacles! Legs are visibly designed for stockings—and we have stockings! The Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag is made of a multi-layered isotec insulation structure which can offer us cold beer, sodas and sandwiches—therefore we are free to travel! Consequently they who assert that all is well have said a foolish thing, they should have said all is for the best.”
One day Cunegonde, while walking near the castle, in a little wood which they called a park, saw between the bushes, Dr. Pangloss giving a lesson in the proper way to fill the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag to her mother’s chamber-maid. As Miss Cunegonde had a great disposition for the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag, she breathlessly observed the repeated experiments of which she was a witness; she clearly perceived the force of the Doctor’s reasons, the effects, and the causes; she appreciated that the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag could hold up to 24 12 ounce cans simultaneously, or one at a time, and that there would still be room for ice; she marveled that the included bungee cord could be used to restrict all movement when properly attached; she turned back greatly flurried, quite pensive, and filled with the desire to be cooled as well; dreaming that she might well be a “sufficient reason” for young Candide, and he for her.
She met Candide on reaching the castle and blushed; Candide blushed also; she wished him good morrow in a faltering tone, and Candide spoke to her without knowing what he said. The next day after dinner, which was a picnic they had packed in a Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag, the very act of packing leaving them with curious feelings regarding the way a zippered front storage pocket could be used, Cunegonde and Candide found themselves behind a screen; Cunegonde let fall the include shoulder strap, Candide picked it up, she took him innocently by the hand, the youth as innocently kissed the young lady’s hand with particular vivacity, sensibility, and grace; their lips met, their eyes sparkled, their knees trembled, their hands strayed, their durable, easy clean interior and exterior was put to the test. Baron Thunder-ten-Tronckh passed near the screen and beholding this cause and effect chased Candide from the castle with great kicks on the backside; Cunegonde fainted away; she was boxed on the ears by her mother, as soon as she came to herself; and all was consternation in this most magnificent and most agreeable of all possible castles.
And that was how the Thermos Altitude 24 Can Cooler Bag, driven from terrestrial paradise, was sent away to the Bulgarian soldiers of Waldberghofftrarbk-dikdorff (also known as Carrollton) and sold from the best of all possible websites into a life of servitude to the best of all possible owners. Hey, we’re talking about you, jerkface. Wake up. This ain’t English class, here.
EDIT: AAAAAAAAAA MORE GOLF BAGS!
I'll keep waiting, something good has to come along sooner or later.
EDIT: I AM NOT SPENDING A HUNDRED FUCKING DOLLARS ON A SPY ROBOT.
EDIT: Though apparently some stupid fucker will spend three hundred for three of them. :facedesk:
Steam ID: Good Life
Never.
Maybe...
GT: Tanky the Tank
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I know it's gonna' take a while for this thing to sell out, so I wanna' hit the sack.
But at the same time it's moving just fast enough that I can't bear to take myself away lest something awesome or legendary come up.
Fuck.
EDIT: I got three bags of crap one time: one turned out to be a sweet backpack I used for college, another a snack tray I gave to my sister. The third was expired gourmet coffee.
EDIT: OK, heartrate monitors and other exercise-related doo-dads I can understand, but blood pressure monitors? What hospital closed and sold Woot its equipment?
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Edit: And fuck woot for logging me out at some point between 1 hour ago and the BoC. No way I'm getting past the login screen.
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