Give me all of your personal information! lol j/k
So this was gonna be a post about tonight and Wednesday night and it still will be, but first we must dispense with this little bit of nonsense:
(Click the image to see it full-size if it isn't big enough on this page.)
So Sam and Classic Brian both got the aforeposted, lovely error page when trying to come to this here website tonight. Apparently, AT&T has determined that I am somehow fraudulent and that they should protect their customers from my evil, fraudulent ways.
At first, I thought that they were trying to assert that I am not me and my fraudulent scheme was posing as... myself. But as it turns out, AT&T is even brighter than that and is asserting that I am trying to steal all y'all's personal information. Well, all I can say is, "Touché, AT&T, touché."
It appears that the jig is up, so to speak. You see, when I established this site back in the summer of 2001, it was not to share moments and memories from my life with friends, family, and a few strangers on the online. No, my friends... and family... and strangers. Rather, it was to gain a loyal and gullible readership so that I could one day steal all of their credit card numbers and exploit them financially.
And when I redesigned my site in December and put the random picture of me in the bottom left corner it was not because I wanted to actually have a picture of me on the site that's all about me. No, no, no. It was so that when some gullible moneybag out there came to Brian.Indrelunas.com and saw that picture of me in my ASU T-shirt raising a pitchfork, that person would immediately think, "Hmm. This must be a secure ISP and/or bank site where I must enter all of my personal information into the text fields that show up once every couple years on the main page."
And to think: AT&T thwarted my plans before I could launch this ad campaign!
But now, it seems as if my plans have all been laid asunder thanks to the Inspectors Clouseau over at AT&T. So I must now appeal to only the most gullible of my readers in an attempt to boost my own bank accounts. Please send all of your credit card numbers, ATM/debit card numbers and PINs, your Social Security Number, your driver's license number, your mother's maiden name, your pet's birthday, the color directly across the color wheel from that of your left eye, the date and time of your first kiss (including future dates for all of you losers out there), and the sum of your most recent student ID number and the number of bathrooms in your current house or apartment– yes, send all of it to me so that I may exploit you. Use you and abuse you. That's all this website has ever been about. That's all it ever will be about. Exploiting you. Stealing your identity... and your money. Muahahaha!
OK. Now, concerning the last three paragraphs, let me throw out a big j/k! Apparently, whoever (or whatever algorithm) is in charge over at AT&T didn't take the time to read the "What is Brian.Indrelunas.com?" section of the About Me page. Well, just to reiterate:
What is Brian.Indrelunas.com?
It's my refrigerator, a place to stick things like cool pictures,
records of my accomplishments, and the things that my friends do that
make me proud of them. It's also a nice, cool place where I can store
my memories and know that they'll be well preserved.
It's also my megaphone, a place for shout-outs, rants, and the
occasional emotional babbling. Through Brian.Indrelunas.com I can tell
people both near and far about my life. Chandler, Carthage, the
Caribbean... as long as you can access the internet, this megaphone can
reach you. And you can also "holla back" via the commenting apparatus
or by emailing me.
Finally, it's my vacuum, sucking up seconds, minutes, and hours of
my life as I struggle in the endeavor to archive my life (or to just
post something funny), as I decide whether the picture should be this
big or this big or if something should be this color or that. And when
I add a new feature, like "listening to", I'm out for hours as I work
to get all the details right and all the little bugs worked out.
Overall, though, I think it's worth it. However much this site may
seem like a vacuum, as long as it also remains functional as a fridge
and a megaphone it'll serve its purpose, and it'll be worth it.
Let's just make a few things clear since (and I'm not trying to boast here) it's clear that some people didn't get anywhere near a 1540 on their SATs: I'm not pretending to be anything or anyone I'm not. If you feel compelled to send me your personal/account information, my advice to you is to hold on to it, get a life, and get back to me when you can tell me something more interesting than a string of numbers. Mmm-kay?
Oy, this reminds me of the time when AOL blocked my site thinking it was porn. Yeah, I sure wrote them a nasty (not that kind of nasty!) letter about that one!
OK, now that that's all been dispensed with, let's get on to...
Tonight!
I know this'll probably make most of the out-of-staters cringe, but I really love summers in Arizona. Like when it gets over 100°, and you walk outside and feel like you're in an oven. I like that. It was still about 101° or 102° in Chandler when I left to go drive up to Tempe for tonight's festivities with my secret love, her secret mistress, and... Beth, who doesn't really have a "secret" role yet but is pretty secretive whenever someone brings out a camera! :P In any case, I definitely drove up there with my windows down and no AC on. Granted, usually 100° or somewhere in the 90s is my car-AC threshhold, but it was kinda nice outside and the sun was goin' down, and plus, I wanted to feel like one bad Arizona mutha!
Anyway, I tried to meet Melanie, Beth, and Katy at the Denny's by the 202 for dinner but since Melanie hadn't even picked Beth up by the time I got there 15ish minutes late, I met them at Beth's apartment, heard Melanie make some rainy-day-fun-esque noises, and then off we went. We kinda cleared out that Denny's, got called "quite the social group" by our waiter, had some short-stack math fun and some non-math fun too.
Beth left the restaurant first and also left us to go call Diana. The other three of us ganged up around Beth's car and pretended (over the phone) to be hotwiring it, but then I ended up in the car with Beth and without the other two because their side of the car was too close to the neighboring "big ese car." Beth locked them out and I tried to blow bubbles out the window at them, but I couldn't open the bottle and get through all the safety seals quickly enough.
But that's OK, because then I just let the air rushing by Beth's car blow the bubbles for me as we drove down Sixth Street... and Fifth Street... and Forest and Seventh and up to the Bank of America ATM. When we got there, Katy did her in-front-of-the-car bubble wave on the way to the ATM and I soon followed her– bubbles in (and on) hand.
Then, Beth and Melanie left us to go pick up Diana. And they thought we'd be distressed or something. Ha! We waited for them for a little while, blowing bubbles from a secret underground location, but then we turned our aspirations skyward.
We weren't allowed on the south balcony at the Brickyard, so we decided to go and frequent the Hooters balcony on Fifth Street since Beth and Melanie were obviously not gonna be back soon.
Luckily, it was a seat-yourself atmosphere at Hooters, so we let ourselves out to the balcony, blew some bubbles off the south end, the northwest corner, and the east end, all the while making comments about not knowing where our friends that we were "meeting" decided to seat themselves. Beth and Melanie were, of course, rather incredulous upon finding out where we were and allegedly attempted to come by and pick us up but ultimately made us go back and meet them at the ATM.
But then we went to go play pool, sing along with the songs that came on, get told not to take pictures anymore, find out that I'm "too cute to be sexy" (You'll see the look on my face after that comment was made when I get around to posting my pictures from tonight!), and have Beth get checked out by the sad loser table.
Yeah, it was fun and you can expect to see pictures... sometime. :P
In other cool news...
F Minus, the comic drawn by Tony Carrillo that formerly graced the pages of The State Press, is on Comics.com now and I hear there'll be brand-new ones put online soon! Woot for us getting more funniness, but woot woot for Tony gettin' all famous and stuff!