Friday, April 16, 2004

YOUR MOTHER'S OFFERED ME THE GOODS...
Went to see Goldie Lookin' Chain at the Mean Fiddler last night. Fantastic gig, although the crowd was a bit too skewed towards the braying meeja side of things. Anyway, here's some blurry camphone snaps that don't really show much.




Wednesday, April 07, 2004

I WANNA TEXT YOU UP

Whatever the truth of this David Beckham farrago, it'll have given many cheatin' spouses food for thought. Let's say you're using your mobile phone to send and receive sexy text messages to your lover. You might think that by deleting the ones you receive, your wife/husband/whoever won't find out. But many phones ALSO store outgoing text messages in a 'Sent' folder. Most users never think about clearing that out.

What's more, even if you do, your lover is equally likely to have a copy of every single one on their phone. Which, if the relationship then ends bitterly, could enable them to have your guts for garters. What's the answer? Some people have second mobiles, although that only takes care of the first problem. I wonder how long it'll be until someone comes up with a 'Mission Impossible' technology - when you send a text, after it's read, it self-deletes in 10 minutes...

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