Whistling in the Dark
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So, tracking us, eh? And what fiendish use will you have for this information?
No, seriously, tell me. I got nothin'.
No, seriously, tell me. I got nothin'.
... that's it? You're not gathering targeting data? No mind-control rays? No armies of clockwork cellphone zombies? No steam-powered genderswap mail bombs?
What kind of mad scientist are you, man?
What kind of mad scientist are you, man?
I get that all the time; my dial up provider is in London, so my connection goees through there. The small point I'm the whole other side the country doesn't seem to help.
Those online dating services ads are amusing at times though "meet girls in Watford tonight!" Um, how? It's a 5 hour drive.
Ah well, the 'net is set up for the American telecommunications set up, us Brits get used to weird things.
Those online dating services ads are amusing at times though "meet girls in Watford tonight!" Um, how? It's a 5 hour drive.
Ah well, the 'net is set up for the American telecommunications set up, us Brits get used to weird things.
Oh, the Watford thing. Near as I can tell, there's about three dozen really, really messed-up girls in Watford trying desperately to get people from around England to sleep with them or tie them up. Possibly both. So, they've bought up a bunch of ad space using dating services as a front. The bit we don't see on the "meet girls in Watford tonight!" ads is "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WE'RE ACTUAL DIAGNOSED NYMPHOMANIACS."
It thinks a bunch of people in Maine are in East Newport. I dunno why. I think they have a convenience store. Oh, and a post office.
And there used to be one of the state's only, like, two Popeye's Fried Chicken places in Newport proper, but it was torn down and replaced by a freakin' Burger King a few years ago, alas.
But yeah. Nowhere near East Newport, though I'm not claiming for a minute that Millinocket boasts anything East Newport lacks. :)
But yeah. Nowhere near East Newport, though I'm not claiming for a minute that Millinocket boasts anything East Newport lacks. :)
... I kinda like the chicken at Roy Rogers.
I mean, yeah, it's no Popeye's, but it'll do at 2:30 AM when nothing else is open within 50 miles (which was occasionally the case when there was one at the service plaza on Route 128 in Waltham).
I mean, yeah, it's no Popeye's, but it'll do at 2:30 AM when nothing else is open within 50 miles (which was occasionally the case when there was one at the service plaza on Route 128 in Waltham).
Huh. With me it got my home location to within maybe fifty -yards.- That's something Mapquest can't do to within twenty MILES.
Peculiar.
Peculiar.
At a mere 658 miles, I am closer than many. And yet, I still find it disheartening to see "Hey! You are from Columbus, OH." It's like when I realized my kids were from Ohio and that really can't change. Ohio. Damn.
Hey now, some of my favorite people in the world are from Ohio. A lot of them, in fact. The weird part of that is that I've only been to Cincinnati, and that was only one weekend.
Although that might tell you something: most of these cool people that I know from Ohio left.
Although that might tell you something: most of these cool people that I know from Ohio left.
Well yes the thing claims I am in the west bay - however it probably tells that to anyone in the city or maybe in the whole country. We are so very inconvinient, not living in the same one spot in the sea. :P
(typing this in the capital city of finland :P)
(typing this in the capital city of finland :P)
Boy did I ever confuse that, coming as I did from Jinguu-Mae, Tokyo, which isn't in any US state at all.
Still, nice satellite photo Google has of where I work.
It seems determined to put me in downtown Rochester, despite the fact that I live to the northeast of the city... ohwell. Off by less than 20 miles.

