Monday, August 23, 2004

LOJACK FOR FRIENDS

It's official. Either I'm psychic, or the world is crumbling. But I'm pretty sure that, in either case, it's not the Republicans' fault.

Last week, I was at a karaoke event at the JCC, where I was rockin' the mic with virtuoso renditions of Pat Benatar songs and moonlighting on other people's renditions of "I Got You Babe" and "The Banana Boat Song." I re-met someone I had originally met in March at the UJC Conference. "Now, I'm sure I'll see you everywhere!" I laughed.

The next day, I'm on line for pizza at Hot and Crusty, despite the disgust I feel having to pronounce those two words in a comestible context. There he was again, a breathing incarnation of my premonitive powers. "You see? I told you," I said. "But what would really be helpful to me is if you'd implant some sort of subdermal tracking device, so I could have your location beamed to me. It would make stalking you so much easier," I joked. "I'm looking into getting a GPS," he parried.

Tonight, my friend Brendan sent me an email telling me he "wasn't stalking me, yet..." and suggesting that I check out this website. Apparently, there is a Global Positioning System for people. If you and your friends register with them, all you have to do is text message your position to the site, and the site will let you know, via message to your cellphone, who among your friends is in a ten-block radius.

Call it Lojack for friends, or Friendster with legs. Or, the end of the world.

2 Comments:

At 11:42 AM, August 24, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said...

eek! My mother used to buy bread from a place called Hot & Crusty(wince). Interesting to see it bothers someone else...

vaxgirl.blogdrive.com

 
At 5:39 PM, August 24, 2004, Blogger Carrie said...

That is just creepy as all get out to me. Haven't these people ever watched those paranoia movies, "Enemy of the State" or "The Net", or read "1984"? Do you really want to give anyone any more power to track down your every movement? Yikes!

::shudder::

 

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Monday, August 23, 2004

LOJACK FOR FRIENDS

It's official. Either I'm psychic, or the world is crumbling. But I'm pretty sure that, in either case, it's not the Republicans' fault.

Last week, I was at a karaoke event at the JCC, where I was rockin' the mic with virtuoso renditions of Pat Benatar songs and moonlighting on other people's renditions of "I Got You Babe" and "The Banana Boat Song." I re-met someone I had originally met in March at the UJC Conference. "Now, I'm sure I'll see you everywhere!" I laughed.

The next day, I'm on line for pizza at Hot and Crusty, despite the disgust I feel having to pronounce those two words in a comestible context. There he was again, a breathing incarnation of my premonitive powers. "You see? I told you," I said. "But what would really be helpful to me is if you'd implant some sort of subdermal tracking device, so I could have your location beamed to me. It would make stalking you so much easier," I joked. "I'm looking into getting a GPS," he parried.

Tonight, my friend Brendan sent me an email telling me he "wasn't stalking me, yet..." and suggesting that I check out this website. Apparently, there is a Global Positioning System for people. If you and your friends register with them, all you have to do is text message your position to the site, and the site will let you know, via message to your cellphone, who among your friends is in a ten-block radius.

Call it Lojack for friends, or Friendster with legs. Or, the end of the world.

2 Comments:

At 11:42 AM, August 24, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said...

eek! My mother used to buy bread from a place called Hot & Crusty(wince). Interesting to see it bothers someone else...

vaxgirl.blogdrive.com

 
At 5:39 PM, August 24, 2004, Blogger Carrie said...

That is just creepy as all get out to me. Haven't these people ever watched those paranoia movies, "Enemy of the State" or "The Net", or read "1984"? Do you really want to give anyone any more power to track down your every movement? Yikes!

::shudder::

 

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