The internet is scary. Let me elaborate. Awhile ago someone IMed anonymously, and refused to give their name, or for that much any information whatsoever other than the fact that it was a girl. However I noticed that fairly frequently they would put their phone number in their away message. Just today, she did it again while I was at work. I had a tiny bit of free time, so I decided to see what I could dig up on her. I did better than I had hoped for. I knew from her area code that she was in the LA area (somewhere near Santa Monica). At work I have access to a couple of reverse lookup tools that occasionally provide good results, so I thought I'd plug it in. Bingo, a name. Yet not all was well with the data, the number was listed as being in Illinois, which didn't sit well with what I had expected. I double checked the NPA-NXX (area code, prefix) to make sure it was where I thought it ought be... and it was. So it didn't add up. I figured I'd continue with the name I got anyway and see where I could go. I stick that into google and pull up some intersting hits. The man that owns this phone number is a bankruptcy attorney (and a Jew). He lives in Santa Monica, but has connections to... guess where? Illinois. This must be the guy, so I refine the search a bit and find a family reunion / genealogy page that is about his family. Bam, the full names of his wife... and bam,daughter. Not only that, their birthdays, places of birth and current city of residence. I'd always thought she seemed a bit pedantic (OMG!11!! LOL!!1!!1), but didn't I laugh when I found out she was 14! So what do I do now? Oh, nothing. In honesty it was a personal challenge. Yet, it also proves a valuable point. Be careful with your information, if I can find out things like that with only about 15 minutes of actual work... imagine what people of lesser moral stature might do =P

The internet is scary.

I've come to the conclusion that it's too frickin' hot!!!. I'm literally melting. Wahhh... my name's Lyle.

So I hiked up Mt. Madonna today with Shane. I learned a few valuable lessons. First: Mt. Madonna is made entirely of large grit sandpaper. Second: if you're going to be hiking on a mountain made of sand paper, wear shoes!!. To say the least my little feet were very sad for the 3 hours it took us to go to the summit and back down. All in all it was a fun experience, minus the me going slower than a snail's pace. That's really my intersting story for the day. Oh, I'm not wearing pants right now, I suppose that's somewhat exciting (although I can't imagine to who). After our jaunt I took a shower, then a nap and haven't put pants on yet. I'd leave them off, but people are coming over... a shame isn't it? Yes indeed. Things are moving quickly this quarter. Wildflower is next weekend, after that its only a skip and a jump 'till I perform Verdi, and then only a skip and a jump 'till the small groups concert (where I'll be performing). After that it's only another small skip and jump till finals!!! The rest of my quarter is segmented into tight little sections. It's scary.

Well, I got a gmail account. It's pretty sweet, and it comes at an opportune time, being that CalPoly's email is sucking the big one right now. I've split my email addresses, and everything appears to be running smoothly. There are a lot of people that are scared of gmail, and I have to admit I have my concerns. I've always felt Google has had questionable practices regarding the tracking of users queries, but hey... if they care that much they are welcome to my data. In defense of Gmail Tim O'Reilly (of O'Reilly books) posted this. Give it a read. If you want both sides, check out google-watch. They are a bit alarmist, but they have some interesting points too. Yup... that's my rant for today.

Occasionally I take demographics in the form of dumb things like this. Before it was oral sex donations, but Brunching Shuttlecocks has been gone for a long time. So I present to you... a way to give me hugs! It'll be around for as long as it takes to get archived off =P






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Well, not much really to say. I got a fair portion of the Kare Kano manga this weekend, and have been going through that. It's so good... but it makes me feel like a little girl. I guess mostly because it's a manga meant for little girls... but I can't help liking it. It's just really sweet. I dunno, maybe it's just spring fever or some such nonsense. In any case I'm going up for the 3rd and final lake visit before Wildflower. It should be fun, other than the fact that it takes up the whole weekend. Oh well, it's a weekend I'd waste anyway. I have my first midterm of the quarter tomorrow... I'm a little anxious about it. My professor has a reputation for having difficult midterms, and I don't feel like we've really learned that much yet... so I don't know what to study. Oh well, I'm sure it will work out in the end. That class is really difficult, but I think I might almost like it. In any case I like it a fair bit more than my circuit analysis classes (which were akin to anal molestation). Well, not too much more to say today... maybe I'll rant a bit more later.

Another day, another post. This one will be less graphic, promise. I really don't have much to talk about. I got a new mouse since Tim reclaimed his. It's really nice, I'm actually impressed. It has some sort of XTREME technology, but there is a marked difference between this one and Tim's old mouse. It's also fairly sexy as mouses go (yes, I pluralized that correctly). Wow, this is sounds pretentious. Let's just stop talking about my stupid mouse. Kill Bill comes out tomorrow, I don't know why... but for some reason I'm sort of excited about Part II coming out Friday. It's strange, I don't remember liking the movie that much in the theatres. Yet I really liked the soundtrack, and the whole concept of sword fights has always been cool. Of course the animated sequence in the middle was cool, but I'll leave singing its' praises to the anime buffs (*cough* tim *cough*) I dunno, maybe I just want closure. In any case I'll end up going and seeing it. Well, my computer wants a restart... so I'll let it, and leave the internet be for a while. G'night.

So I was reminded this morning of why you should never drink when you plan to get up at any hour. It seems in my old age, if I don't have the full amount of time required to recover from a night of boozin'... I barf. Oh, you probably don't want to read this if you're of weak constitution. Yeah, so I went to a party with Tim (unwillingly, but it turned out to be pretty damn fun!) and we drank, and on the walk back went to Taco Bell, and all other requisite drunken silliness (including a dip in the pool! There was an egg in there!) Anyway, I had planned on getting up to go to Church... I set my alarm... but when I woke up I was still "under the influence"... so now I had two reasons to feel bad. I'm missing Church on frickin' EASTER... and I'm drunk... still. Let me tell you, that's the worst thing in the world. Anyway, I decided I should try and go back to sleep since I obviously wasn't going to be driving to Church. Well, that plan didn't work either. I just lay there for 2 or so hours before I realized it was futile and got up and took a shower; mistake the second. Hot water on your head when you are drunk is no good... Well, the rest of the shower was uneventful. I went downstairs and started on a piece of toast... whoop! Time to BARF! Yay... >_< So I did my thing (there was a lot more in my stomach than I thought there would have been!) and finished my toast up. It's funny, as much as I hate barfing... I find it sort of relieving... so it doesn't really interrupt my flow. I mean, I was having breakfast... I barfed... and then continued breakfast. Yup... so that sucked. That was my morning. So what did I learn from the whole experience? Well, nothing new... just reinforcing old habits. It had been a long time since I'd drank in anything close to resembling excess... and it'll be along time again. Yeah... *shudder*

Sadness and hapiness. Let me elaborate; I got into my witch hunt class... which ROCKS! However that means I'll have to bid farewell to the carefree days of CD128. No more snack time, no more 95% girls... just normal old class. Not that witch hunt won't be interesting. The professor is awesome, the same one that I had 2 quarters go for Medieval Europe. Yet I can't help but feel sad... Oh well.

Beyond that nothing really new is happening. I restrung guitars yesterday, which took a long time but it turned out well enough. I got these new strings for my guitar that are strange, they have a gore-tex layer that makes them last a really long time and also reduces string noise. They feel strange; super slippery. I think I like them though. I had awesome carrot cake today, it was delicious. That's saying a lot really, seeing as I generally have a distaste for cake in general. I think it was the frosting that put it over the top, it was some sort of cream cheese frosting.... man it was sooooooo good.

Yeah, this entry is a bit disjoint... I think this quarter is going to go fairly well. Most of my homework consists of reading, which is fine by me. I don't mind doing readings at all. It is a challenge sometimes to make myself do them, but its much preferrable to EE crapulon. Yeah... I don't have much to say, but since it'd been a few days I felt obligated. Later.

Our party was awesome, Tim put up some pictures... check them out. I'll write some more later, because I have to go and pray that I get my Witch Hunt class (there is a seed of irony in there).

... and I was sleeping! Passed out has the conotation of involuntary action, I layed down on the couch and closed my eyes on purpose so there. And the crappilly drawn penis thing, yeah... it wore off by morning, if I hadn't seen the picture I never would have really known. HMPH.

Little did I know, I'm an internet super-star... check it out at whiteninjacomics.com

Oh, check out my new music page!

Well, as many of you know I was last to register for this quarter, consequently I am screwed for classes. Well, I guess I shouldn't say that... I did get 2 classes that count towards my graduation, but I'm still pursuing that elusive 3rd. To compound the pain, I only get my financial aid if I have 12 units. So I have to take one more class. I'm working on getting a history class, but it doesn't look too good. So basically I have to take a class that will mean nothing to my major. What was avaliable? CD128, "Nurturing Relationships: Infants and Toddlers". Wow, what a trip this class is. First and foremost; it's almost all women. I'd say there are nearly 35 people in the class and I've counted 2 other men. Two! I'm not complaining of course, but to say the least it is a bit different from my engineering classes. Next is the setting, we're not in a normal desks type classroom... no, we're in a kindergarten classroom. (I mean this literally, Cal Poly has a childcare center for its' students children). Yeah, half the class sits on the carpet... the other half at the mini tables in the mini chairs. The next thing is our break, sure a break isn't uncommon in a two hour class... but how about a snack? We all signed up the first day to bring a snack for our peers during one of the breaks! Our teacher brought us cookies the first day! Finally the entire manner of speech during class is different, our professor uses words like "nurture" and "feel". These are not engineering words! I don't really know what I expected, but regardless this class will be a unique experience. I'll write some more later about our assignments like our "memory basket" and our "birth story".... yeah.