Facebook Warning

 

If you didn’t read this, you should.   

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/02/28/facebook-home-addresses-phone-numbers_n_829459.html

If I’m harder to find on Facebook, its because they now only have fictitious information about me.

The reason Facebook is not to be trusted (and why my time there is so limited) is that they ignore common sense.   I got started on the world wide web in what might best be termed its ‘beta testing’ period.   Back before things like Internet Explorer and Social Networking.

In the two decades since, we’ve learned a lot of hard lessons about online privacy the hard way.

Facebook instead takes its users down a very dangerous trail…  and as far as I am concerned, are preying upon a younger generation who doesn’t know any better.    Do we really need to get raped and pillaged before we learn its a bad idea to share too much with the internet?   

Basically, Facebook wants to encourage you to excercise little restraint or sense when it comes to your information.   Just put it out there for us to use however we decide we should use it, they say.    People don’t care about privacy, they cry.

Well people do.   The people who learned everything they know about privacy from Facebook… are frankly ripe for the picking when it comes to identify theft.  Go ahead.  Now you’ll be able to easily still their contact information, which will make it a lot easier for you to pose as them, drain their bank accounts, and laugh with glee.

(Being that my household has recently suffered such intrusion… without Facebook’s hand in it…   just trust me on this.)

 

In related news…  did you check out Worst Little Podcast?    I may be the webmaster, but I disavow all responsibility for the look and feel. 

That honor for that goes to the host of WLP…   He found the theme, configured it, and brings you all your visual goodies.     So be sure to give him your feedback.    What do you like?  What do you loathe?   What did you think of last night’s show?   Comment us!   (And Subscribe!!)

Tuesday update

 

My introduction on Worst Little Podcast is now up for your listening pleasure.   Was a fun time hanging with the guys at the infamous DogWater Studios.   Kinda neat seeing it from the other side.    I find it fitting that my first adventure in a recording studio was in one owned/operated by a good friend of mine.    So shout out to Rick!

Anyway, check the latest episode of the podcast:    http://www.worstlittlepodcast.com

 

In other news, I find myself feeling a bit overwhelmed by the various projects I have going on.   None of them finished, all in various states of in-progress.   I’m going to have to take stock of it today, reprioritized what I have going on, and just get it done.   Sometimes I multitask myself into delays.

 

Birthdays!

Happy Birthday to my Aunt Amy.

Early Happy Birthday to my mom!

Happy Belated Birthday to HeatherBear.

Happy Early Birthday to Cheyenne.

Happy Early Birthday to me.

 

There was a failed attempt to celebrate my birth over the weekend.  Joined the Lathrop brothers and their ladies for dinner.   They had the bright idea to embarass me by having the restaurant staff come do their birthday gig.

A few problems with this.   First and foremost, I really dislike having that kind of attention cast on me.    Secondly, it was still February…  not only was it not my birthday, it wasn’t even the right month.    I consider it sacrilege and blasphemous (and not in a good way) to even consider celebrating a birthday in the wrong month… especially mine.    

Further, its kind of stupid anyway when everyone else in the restaurant is apparently sharing the birthday.   There comes a point when my dinner is ruined because the entire restaurant keeps erupting into some birthday-celebration-shouts.     Can’t a man dine in peace anymore?  

Anyway, I didn’t play along…   Told the waitress quite explicitly that it was 1) not my birthday and 2) I was not interested in desert, free or otherwise.  

Result:  Lots of wasted time by wait-staff who could have been tending to their tables.  That and a bowl of wasted ice-cream I refused to eat.   

Silver lining:   It is now well understood that the Stryse does not yield to peer-pressure.  this of course a bit of a change from, oh, 15 years ago, when he was more foolish in thinking he needed people’s acceptance.

Gabe says I should blame my party for it… and I do… but I also find myself unpleased with the Texas Roadhouse.    Sure the party instigated it, but when your customer is telling you “Look, I don’t want you guys coming over here making a fuss over my birthday-which-is-still-a-week-and-a-half-off.”  and then doing it anyway… No.   The waitress, representing the restaurant, then becomes an accomplice.     No tip for you.  Except I wasn’t paying, so didn’t get a say in that.    Regardless, I will not be returning to their establishment.   

Food was good, atmosphere not…  way over-crowded.   I didn’t feel safe comfortable in a place who has only a door and a half—max occupancy of 100 people based on how many could actually get out in an emergency—and at least 300 people crammed in there.   Not to mention the wait.  Won’t even put you on the list until your whole party is standing on your other customer’s toes, waiting for a table.   

Granted most of that is normal, but when you offend me by ignoring my explicit wishes to dine in peace, I’m certainly not patronizing your establishment.

It was good seeing Ben, James, and family… but I did not enjoy the dinner at all, and then they pulled the not-my-birthday shenanigans… which sealed the deal on my having a bad night over all.    Thanks, friends.   We’ll see if that plays into it being another year before we all get together again.  

Here it is Tuesday and I’m still ticked off about it.   Let it go man, let it go.   🙂

Team WLP!

 

Just got off the phone with the Reverend Rory!   Official word:   Its been discussed and everyone has given their blessings.   I officially join the team @ Worst Little Podcast.

I was scheduled for this coming Monday’s podcast, so I guess I move from ‘guest-spot’ to ‘team-member.’    Listen for me.   Should be a fun time.

We’ll have the site up and running this weekend so you can get subscribed to the feed and all that fun.    Be sure to catch up on the past episodes in preparation for this coming week’s.     (Actually the site is there, I’ve just been awaiting the episodes to upload them, so I can create the feed.)

www.worstlittlepodcast.com

 

I fully expect all my blog-regulars to subscribe, tune-in, and support us!    I might even bake you a cookie for your effort.

Frozen desserts

 

First experiment with the new ice cream maker was successful… a lactose-free strawberry ice cream!    made with real strawberries even.  

Alas, no pictures, as I am still the owner of a defunct camera.   Gabe’s is too much of a pain for me to be bothered with using.  Hopefully my birthday will yield me a replacement (I’m hoping for one of those new ones that deals with the pet equivalent of red-eye.)

so you’ll just have to use your imaginations.

Next up…  something else that’s lactose free.   The thing is, the ice cream maker was actually a reward I got from work… but I picked it for Gabe.  He’s not been able to enjoy ice cream in some time and I know he misses it.   I miss it, as we don’t buy it anymore since I don’t eat tons of it and we tend to waste a lot of it if we do buy it.

Lactaid makes the milk, so that part is easy enough to get around the lactose.  The cream is something of a challenge.  I’ve found one lactose-free cream, but not sure I can actually find it in any of our stores.   We’ll see.    An alternative I am going to try is a tapioca cream.   Figure I’ll make some of that tonight and see how it goes.

 

Busy weekend as I was working on web projects in addition to frozen treats.    I have my own cloud now.   Aside from my own sites, I’m also hosting Worst Little Podcast.    I’ll actually be on the podcast here next week, so you’ll have to be sure to check it out.    More details on that soonish.