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Me, a Diva?

Me, A Diva?

This weekend I had a spectacular time coming back to Saint George to “stage manage” Tuacahn’s first Broadway Divas Concert. I put the words Stage Manage in quotes because, this wasn’t work at all. This was a party for me!!! When I saw they were planning this event, and that many of my old friends would be involved, I jumped on the phone to Jeff and wrangled my way in as best I could.

The weekend was perfect… except for one thing… On the page of the program for this concert (it was a playbill for their entire concert series), there was 8 divas with stunning headshots and beautiful bios. Then… the ninth entry… Sam Anderson with the snapshot taken from the 2003 playbill (back when I was a tuacahn intern)… and absolutely NO MENTION or designation of the fact that I was STAGE MANAGING this event, either. For all the audience knew, I was another diva…

…Oh well, I’ve been called worse…

It was a great night, and a wonderful opportunity to catch up with so many great friends. It’s sure funny how life marches onward, each person taking a unique path. I often wonder how strange it is that our paths have crossed at all, and yet I seem to be changed “for good” by each person who I’ve known or grown close to. At least, those were the thoughts running through my head as the Divas concluded the Wicked Medley singing “for good”.

Targeted Advertising?

OK. Here’s the deal. I’m not a myspace addict. I’m lucky if i log into this thing once a month or so. I mean c’mon folks! There are more important things in your life than whether Billy put you in his top 130 friends. Gimme a break…

But I have put up with this weird social networking, mostly in the name of keeping up with some of my friends. …Until THIS appeared on myspace when I was logging in today:

Now, I enjoy a photo of a slutty chick as much as the next guy, but just because you found out my city’s name by your IP tomfoolery doesn’t make me any more prone to click on this ad. It just makes me hate advertising in general, and makes you look that much stupider. I KNOW there aren’t any of those girls here in Wylie. And even if there were, I wouldn’t come near them with a hazmat suit for fear of contracting some kind of STD by just looking at them. YUK!

However, please note, thou world of thoughtless online anonymity… you are not as anonymous as you think. Yes, they can easily tell your city, they can sometimes even tell your street. With a subpoena or a good lawyer they can find out what you’ve done on your internet connection for a long time.

And since you were kind enough to post photos of where you’ve been in the last 3 years, your home with its house numbers in plain view, your email address, your telephone numbers, and other personal information, you deserve the identity theft coming to you.

I sat on the plane by a man who repossesses cars for a living. Ever seen the show Repo-men? Well, yeah, that’s him. He said his #1 resource for finding people who have tried to disappear with their cars is MySpace. The idiots oftentimes post a photo of the car right on their public profile for anyone to see. I really couldn’t get over it, and almost shut down my profile completely.

Now you wonder why you all had to go through a retina scan to be on my private friends list. I’m not exclusive, just careful. Working for the company who makes much of the internet possible, I understand even more the security risks.

Let the stupid targeted ads remind you, you are being watched! (and most likely by me)