In L.A., "I'm not stalking you" means "The reason I gave you is really the reason" or "It's not (primarily) sexual", and is used for coincidental changes in plans, repeated attempts at contact, etc. I've heard it often enough at work. I'm thinking it's a media imprinting, like now ignoring a kid crying alone in the supermarket instead of taking him up front to the manager.
Yeah, drug-addicted black-ops guys rarely stalk people recreationally. Which raises the question: what do porn stars do for fun.
well, the fact that in real life he is actually stalking people all the time tends to give a different flavor to the assertion. he has a crush on me, but not in a scary way. it's just flattering and he's good company. husband x has extracted a promise to stick by him after he gets framed.
I just imagine the guy getting up all grumbly on Monday morning like everyone else to go to the daily grind and finding out that he has to spend the whole stupid day following stupid Giselle Bundchen around whien he really just wants to get loaded and watch TV.
No comparison or non-comparison between you and Giselle Bundchen is implied or intended.
he says wiretaps are incredibly boring and you learn all the things you least want to know about people.
I guess. I know that me and my high school buddies found the police scanner that would pick up wireless phone conversation *fascinating*.
We used to joke about that when we thought we were bein wiretapped (we were not being paranoid, we almost certainly were).
As I understand, wiretap info is mostly used in the piece-of-the-puzzle way: establishing that someone was in town on a certain day, for example. Though there are careless people who do say incriminating things on the phone, too.
The things young Apo wanted to know about people were different than what you or I would want to know, I'm sure.
When I was in college, our phone was tapped. Ironically, that was what kept me from being charged along with my roommate for trafficking.
I learned tonight that the government of SE-Asian city-state x retains recordings of all international phone calls for 3 months and if they haven't come up with a reason to listen to them by then they destroy the recording, unless they think they have some reason to be extra suspicious of you, in which case they just keep them indefinitely. so maybe all that 'osama osama osama jihad operation destroy cleveland is a go' stuff was ill-advised.
then again I like never break the law anymore, so I don't really have a lot to worry about...
Right after college I lived in a house we strongly suspected had its phone lines tapped. (We were paranoid, but we had reason to be.) One of my roommates was an unbelievably sweet guy who just happened to also be dumb as a brick about some things; this was a point in his favor, frankly, because I saw him as a kindred spirit in this way. When he rang up a friend and said into the phone, "HEY MAN, YOU GOT ANY POT?" and I chastised him he sincerely apologized, cupped his hand around the mouthpiece and said very quietly, "hey man, you got any marijuana?"
I used to know a guy who while under phonetap would do a couple of things just to mess with them. 2-3 times a day call a random stranger, deliver a cryptic message (`the chinese laundry at 11', 'I need 6 by thursday') and then hang up. He saved some numbers for repeat calls. The other thing he would do is make shit up all the time about people that didn't exist, or sort of did. All sorts of criminal behaviour went out over the phone, none of it real. But he'd sometimes bury information in it for the right ears. I think his idea was to give them too much to follow up on easily. I always imagined the poor cop assigned to his case; `holy crap, this guy never shuts up!'
I used to do something like 13 while I was talking to my now ex-boyfriend in France every day. He'd say things like "My God, I hate George Bush, and I have these incredibly violent dreams about killing him" and I'd say things like "Ha! Those twenty kilograms of cocaine will be arriving in Rome by Thursday. Ha."
Nowadays I would never make jokes on the phone like those mentioned above, any more than I'd make a bomb joke on a plane. Same for emails.
Hillary and I were hanging out with a neighbor couple a lot and began making stalker jokes when we'd run into one another in the local grocery, etc. My favorite was when we met the two for dinner and as we arrived at the restaurant, one of them said "I'm not stalking you! --here's your mail."
My ex wasn't kidding. I was just trying to mitigate the damage.
so maybe all that 'osama osama osama jihad operation destroy cleveland is a go' stuff was ill-advised.
then again I like never break the law anymore, so I don't really have a lot to worry about...
You say that now, but if you go for a few days without posting we'll all know that you've been picked up by homeland security.
Is 16 a joke about Bill Clinton's relationship with Republican operatives, or a real pseudonymous post?
I know we think/know the listeners are witless, but wouldn't "destroy Cleveland" be the DHS equivalent to "anywho" or an emoticon?
Shivbunny and I have half-jokingly theorized that someone listens in on our calls (little [pops] and [clicks] on the line, more attributable to cheap phone cards), and it's not atypical for a conversation to include "so I was talking to my mom today....[popclick] Fuck off, Homeland Security, the visa application is at the consulate and your department has a stupid name!!! [click].... and she was wondering about..."
In high school, when they advised us to come up with eye-catching opening paragraphs on our college application essays, I suggested beginning one with: "Look out the window."
In my office, there is a storage bin laden with magazines. Since the NSA is monitoring our blogs (and BTW, call them if you are looking for cheap international telephone rates), there will be an investigation: "What kind of bin?" "Laden WHO?" "What's in those magazines?" Sorry, everyone. I didn't mean to drag you into this.
OBviously the magazines are full of illegal dum-dum bullets.
What do bullets have to do with lollipops?
And why are they illegal?
How Things Change:
When I first met/became interested in my wife-to-be (they happened simultaneously), I almost immediately looked her up in the phone book and drove past her house (conveniently located between my new apt. and my old one, where the ex lived). But either I never Googled her (this was early 2000) or the search engines were so lame that I never even saw the articles in the paper about her (she was a bureaucrat who dealt with public hearings).
Google: the casual stalker's best friend.
19: A real pseudonymous post -- for a moment I thought I was going to add juicier details to the anecdote, then decided not to, so the pseud isn't really necessary.
I fantasize that my phone is tapped, and that the NSA has spend serious effort trying to decode my wife's dialect, only to find out that it's all about my mother-in-law various aches and pains. Serves them right.
Tangentially, the same time I was visiting a certain southern paradise, a French journalist was there, and he just sent me his ">film. English with French subtitles.