The Chick recently went looking to see if anyone she knew was lurking on the internet. Actually, she really was looking for embarassing pictures she could use against people if they ever get creepy enough to be knocked down a peg. I think having a stash of embarassing photos of folks is always a good idea.
Anyway, she saw that a group of guys she went to high school with have reformed the old band and have a MySpace web site. She wanted to check out their site - but MySpace made her set up her own site. She was beginning to think it was way too much work just to see some guys who were the high school garage band.
Tonight, I thought I'd check out her site and leave her some stalker-like messages. Well, I tried to sign into myspace, but for the life of me couldn't remember the name/password I gave them a long long time ago when I made that journey to see a page. Then, I tried to search -- I searched and searched. I never found her page. And, that's the problem. They will send you to soooooo many wrong pages, that you get frustrated and end up giving up looking for the person you were looking for.
What's sad, is that The Super Bongo is more or less a law abiding monkey. Clearly, the pervs out there have computer hacking skills the bongo doesn't. You'd think that the computer hacking skills alone would attract chicks -- without the whole pervy routine.
1 comment:
I agree with the annoyance of MySpace. Several people tried to look at my page to no avail. I think the site is plagued with problems which make it hard to even set up your profile. I guess you just have to be a techie!
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