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A Life Less Interesting
It seems that wierd things are happening all around.
Earlier last week Mark [1] was attacked by a feral cat. Mark's bathroom opens
up to the back porch in his house, and he heard some noise at the door. When
he opened it this cat latched itself to Mark, scratching and biting him, then
it flew around the bathroom, breaking anything and everything that could be
broken.
Mark was able to remove the cat from his house before more damage could be
done. He then called Animal Control who came out to set traps for the animal
(since Mark's house is on the edge of a nature preserve). They also told him
to get rabies shots.
The first hospital he went to (in east Boca Raton [2]) told him he did not
need the shots and that a case of rabies had not been seen in Boca Raton for
years. The next day when Animal Control came back out to check the traps,
they were horrified to hear that Mark was blown off by that hospital.
So, Mark went to the West Boca Medical Center (which is where we took Rob
[3]) and they set him up on a rabies shot schedule.
I also heard some news about John, the paper millionaire of a dot-com [4]. I
haven't heard from him in almost two years (I think the last time I saw him
was Thanksgiving of 2000). I occasionally wondered about him, his wife and
how they could afford to live in that house [5] of theirs after the DotCom
Bubble burst.
Well, it seems that John lost most (if not all) of his money when it burst,
since most of his money was in stock to begin with, and sometime last year he
apparently split without telling anyone, including his wife where he went.
She, however, is still in the house and how she can afford it, I don't know.
Perhaps John, the paper millionaire of a dotcom didn't loose all his money
and just decided to leave everything behind.
Perhaps.
But I'm not even to the wierd part in this story.
John, the paper millionaire of a dotcom, had wired up a computer to control
the house. Lights, music, air conditioning, you name it, it was controlled by
a computer. He was, after all, a paper millionaire of a dotcom, and with that
much (paper) money you can buy some pretty fancy toys, like a computer
controlled home.
And even though John, the paper millionaire of a dotcom, no longer lives
there, he still, however, has control over that computer. And he's been using
that control to control the house, remotely.
And his (ex?) wife has no idea how to prevent him from logging into that
computer remotely. Even after she cut the Internet access, John, the paper
millionaire of a dotcom, apparently still has a way in.
Me, I find that terribly amusing.
[1]
http://www.conman.org/people/myg/
[2]
http://www.ci.boca-raton.fl.us/
[3]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2002/09/24.1
[4]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2000/03/13.2
[5]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2000/04/29.2
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