"Time stops for no man."
-Caravaggio (1986)
Last month I received a phone call from American Express because someone was using one of my credit cards in the United Kingdom to reserve a hotel room and rent a car along with other incidentals. I immediately confirmed to the credit card company that I was clearly a victim of credit card fraud. How does this happen? Was it a computer hacker?
I recently learned that there is an actual website devoted to Computer Hacking movies:
http://www.hackingmovies.com/
I thought that was pretty funny.
Here is a film clip from "CYPHER", one of those hacking movies that I thought was pretty good for it's time. I actually mentioned the film in my January 10, 2010 BLOG.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZpB2F0r-YA
Twenty-five years ago today:
April 5, 1985
Friday
At least I have a two-hour lunch for 'Good Friday'. Dale and I plan on going to Fisherman's Wharf instead of church--but God will be in our hearts and is always with us.
Stephanie Bautista, my supervisor, gave me word at 10:45AM that I could have the rest of the day off as of 11AM. I jumped on the offer.
Dale and I walked over to the San Francisco Bay and ate at the Ferry Plaza Restaurant. Richard, our waiter, had a nice smile and was very pleasant. Dale treated me and the lunch was quaint. We continued the fun afternoon, walking about and doing our little rating game on random people.
Dale said, "Larry, our second line, talked me into putting my Yellow Page Advertising Sales transfer requests to the side."
"How could you do that?" I asked. Dizzy Dale complied to Larry's wishes just like that. THE FOOL Tarot Card came to mind. I told Dale a story or two and persuaded him to keep his options open.
"You're right, Michael! I will give Larry the transfer requests again on Monday!"
After lunch I went to mom's house to see her until she had to depart for work. I went bike riding in Alameda for a while, then came home to relax. I tried calling Frank Vasconcellos to see if he may like to see the movie "MASK". He somehow avoided the idea or decided against it. So I just laid down as I heard Marty leave for Sacramento.
I received a surprise phone call from Jackie Woods who lives in San Jose now. She works for some electronics firm. She sounds well and she tells me that the last she heard from her pal, Dee, was that she lives in San Francisco and has a strip tease job at some joint.
"Really?" I asked. "That's a shocker."
"Yeah, well."
We continued our nice chat and I'm glad she kept in touch (even if it's been two years later).
After Jackie Woods' phone call I had a good talk with Steff. She told me of the FIRE episode that CHICAGO wants to develop for their concert on April 23rd.
"I'm looking forward to that backstage event," I said.
I went to the gym and worked out. There was no sign of Buddy, Dawn, Susan, Bob, Russ or any of the bods I like to see. After my workout I sent to The Black Angus for two melon balls, two white Russian cocktails. The bar didn't have pineapple or cranberry juice. There were a few "NMT" gals that eye'd me. There was a "PBL" waiter who was a definite possibility until he left with some chick. He had been staring to and fro 'at me' as if there was no tomorrow. After the drinks I drove straight home and 'hit the hay'. Yawn.
"One last question...Are you a double-agent?"
-David Hewlett
as Virgil Dunn
in the 2002 film
"Cypher"
måndag 5 april 2010
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