Imagine my surprise when I logged into my blog account about an hour ago and saw an unpublished draft I had apparently written just before I suffered a bout of amnesia. However, the shallow comments about hair and Owen Wilson soon helped me realize that it must have been written by one Jessica Allen. Since I had caught her in the act before she managed to post it, I started to edit it but she must have been editing/posting it at the same time because all of a sudden I got a big red ERROR message at the top of my screen. I then refreshed the screen, and it was too late - she had already published it. She had even added a picture of me on the floor in Foz do IguaƧu, Brazil trying to select a roll of cookies (I recall going for a chocolate sandwich cookie with a coconut filling). But the question is, where did she get the picture? Facebook? Picassa? She's got me all confused. And I just looked at it again and in the last few minutes she gotten three of my friends to comment on it. Well played, Allen. Although I do find it ironic that someone who is so reluctant to update her own blog would be so eager to update someone else's.
I guess I brought this on myself. I went over to Jess's house, where a movie party was about to start, wanted to show Jess something from on my blog, so I logged in on her laptop. The mistake was not logging out afterwards. I never intended to stay around for the movie because I was planning on going home to watch the Jazz game on my roommate's laptop. I explained that I hadn't been able to watch the Jazz in weeks and I wanted to see Deron Williams playing again, but I guess they didn't find that sufficient cause to ditch a party. Unfortunately, I couldn't get the game feed to work, so I ended up just watching the continuously updated box score on ESPN.com. It was pretty lame, except for the part about the Jazz winning by 26. And as I'm typing this the Lakers are down by 13 to the weak Dallas Mavericks.
And that's why you always log out of your blog account.
P.S. - The reason I logged into my account was so we could watch this clip:
Follow Them to the Edge of the Desert
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I dreamed that I was passing through Arizona with a bunch of friends from
Ann Arbor en route to Utah, but just before our caravan reached the border
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5 comments:
Sorry Brian! I couldn't help myself. I had a chance like this before and I took the high road and just logged off the person's account. I have regretted it ever since. I didn't want to make the same mistake again. Yeah for the Jazz! Boo that Brian left the party!
If it makes you feel any better Brady forgot to log out of his gmail account and I had to do some more mischief. He received and email from himself proposing to himself.
I had a feeling that last post was highly suspicious. I'm glad you cleared things up.
Thank goodness! I figured something mischievous was going down, and I'm relieved to know Jessica was a part of it. I always feel much safer keeping the dangerous ones close by...
OK, can I just say...I love that video! And yes, it's a little bit sad that it took me a couple seconds to realize that I was singing along in english and the video was not. Anyway, thanks for making me smile.
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