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So yesterday the Treo 700p was finally released. For those who don't know, this phone is the new hotness. It has 128mb of ram, a 1.3 megapixel camera, and EVDO high speed internet. If you aren't a big nerd, then take my word for it - it's great. You can even stream TV and movies on it. If you have Sprint or Verizon, then this is the phone for you.
The price is $649. This is a lot, but I always like to have the cheapest or the best, and this is the best.
However, with a little finagling, this beauty can be in your hands along with a free 1GB SD card next Tuesday for only $549. Here's how you do it :
I recently began a quest to become a deputized police officer. I want to get a police badge so that I can enjoy whatever perks come along with it, but also I'm fascinated to find out more about the police. As part of the process of getting the badge I will have to undergo standard police training and will actually do some policework every month.
I've been jumping with excitement over this new discovery. I can't wait to become a police officer. I mean, who wouldn't want a police badge?
Nothing groundbreaking here today (is there ever?). I just wanted to take a second to thank everyone for reading my site. It's a great feeling to know that every time I fill another green page full of words, hundreds of people will read it. My favorite e-mails to get all day are the ones that say I have a new comment. I especially look forward to the comments from regular readers.
Growth has been slow recently, but I'm up to an average of 500 readers per day. There are also huge spikes due to popular stories (like those on the right sidebar) which drive my readership to the thousands, but even on bad days I get at least 400-500 readers.
More encouraging is the fact that people are staying longer and reading more. In fact, almost 15% of the people who visit this site stay for over an hour! I'm really flattered that people are that interested in reading what I have to say. Also, around 40% of the readers are repeat visitors.
Continuing with the theme of weird things about me that could possibly point to some psychological conditions - I hate birthdays. Rest assured that it's not my birthday. I wanted to write this on my birthday, but instead I waited some amount of time so that no one would know when it is.
Yeah, that's right. I don't tell people when my birthday is. My family knows, since they were intimately involved in the event we're supposed to celebrate, but very few of my friends know. Kristen bribed me by making me a really cool clay rock for my fish tank, so I told her. The only two friends who called were Nicole and Nick, both of which I would have thought would never call. I've seen Nicole once in the past two years, and Nick has been in Pennsylvania for quite some time.
I don't know exactly what it is about birthdays. I just don't like people making a big deal out of it. I hate getting birthday presents (along with Christmas presents), and I hate it when people wish me a happy birthday. All these family members and Nick and Nicole called, and I ignored all of their calls. I didn't call them back either.
OK, it's confession time. I am a HUGE narcissist. I mean, obviously I think I'm the greatest, better than your boyfriend, etc. But at least that is all true beyond any doubt.
What I'm talking about today is different. I am my biggest fan. If I make a new song, I will listen to it for at least 24 hours on repeat. Often times I listen on my computer, then play it in the bathroom while I take a shower. When I'm in front of the mirror I lip sync and dance to my own music, imagining that I am performing it. Then after my shower I listen to it in the car while I drive.
Is this normal? Or at least healthy?
Recently a comment was posted where someone asked why I don't drink. I do seem to mention it in a number of posts, mostly those where I'm complaining how hard it is to find a girl who also doesn't drink, but I suppose I've never explained why. I also don't do drugs, smoke, or take medicine.
I've never had a drink in my life. I went to a private school in Andover, Massachusetts for middle school and I don't think anyone there drank. Maybe they did and I was blissfully ignorant. I remember one kid got caught for smoking and it was a huge controversy.
After middle school my family moved to Austin, Texas and I went to a public high school. My first day there I got lost and happened to have wandered behind the building. to my surprise there was a huge mass of kids smoking cigarettes and pot. One such kid, a Junior, picked me up and put me in a trash can.
Recently Donovan over at Attraction Chronicles interviewed me. People here are always asking me to post pickup related stuff, but I tend to stay away from it in general. So if you're one of those people, you can read the interview.
It has a couple stories from the field, as well as some advice and back story on my involvement in the pickup community. Right now the most popular outgoing link from Donovan's site is the link to my page, so if you are one of the people who found me from there, bookmark the site and check out my story about how I got into pickup. If you read The Game, then it's basically a prequel to my part of the story.
I actually got an article out every single day this week, and I still have a couple left to publish I think. Also I'm going to Maine this weekend so I'll be writing a few more stories while I'm on the plane. Have a great weekend and remember : only YOU can prevent monkey smuggling.
After work I went to get some dinner with Doug and Steve. Doug is one of the engineers at Smiley Media, who you will be hearing about soon due to some incredible plans we have set in motion. Steve, as you may remember owns Smiley Media. Jonah joined us later for drinks and fish tacos (for those of us who don't drink) at Saba, a generically trendy bar downtown. The draw was that its windows look down onto Cedar Street, where the Spasmodics were playing. The Spasmodics are a band who probably deserve some description, but I don't care enough to go into it.
When we were at Saba, I saw some incredibly hot girls. I know that may not seem noteworthy to a lot of readers, but I don't see a ton of hot girls on a regular basis for some reason. That should change.
Anyway, we all decided to go back to my place to watch Lost. Steve, Doug, and Jonah took Jonah's car, and I took mine.
Today I came home from having dinner with my parents and I picked up my mail. I hadn't checked it in a while, so there was a buildup of flyers, bills, and solicitations. Nothing too interesting. As I came to the bottom of the stack I saw a hand written envelope.
It wasn't written to me, though. It was addressed to the former resident.
I flipped it in my hands for a half a second and decided to open it. I thought to myself that it was my duty to check it. Maybe it was important. Really, I'm just too curious for my own good.
The news is my least favorite reality show. The reporters are condescending, the stories are horribly boring and are often incorrect. Worst of all, the whole thing is just designed to make you worry.
A lot of people love to worry. Some people worry about peak oil. WHO THE HELL CARES? Gas is incredibly cheap. Three dollars a gallon. You can go 30 miles with that if you have a decent car. $3 to go 30 miles. What a deal! I think I've already ranted about this before, so I won't go on about how cheap gas really is.
Global warming is just as bad. What are you going to do about it? NOTHING. If you're a multibillionaire or are an actual global warming researcher, this doesn't apply to you. Everyone else - shut up about global warming. You'll be dead before it has any effect. The fact that people actually concern themselves about this boggles my mind.