October 4th, 2006


Shelby irritable...

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I am in a foul mood. I hope the above paragraph doesn't get me into trouble. I got a troublesome e-mail from Matthew, and have been doing some research into the new sponsored community wank, and I am thoroughly disatisfied all around.

As you all know from my previous Sponsored Account rant...I despise the notion of ads, but I'm trying to get involved in the dialogue for change and development, now that we all have to deal with them.

As it stands, maintainers of sponsored communities can perform searches based on interests, but cannot contact you on your personal journal or invite you to join their communities. Nowhere in the discussion has it been stated that they cannot take your e-mail, AIM SN, or any other contact information listed.

While this information has always been either public or not disclosed, my concern is that companies are more likely to search for it on LiveJournal now than they were before simply because LiveJournal is allowing itself to become an advertising tool for companies and corporations to use in order to reach its customers and other consumers. For this reason, I think (and have suggested in the discussion forum) that paid and permanent users be able, at the very least, to be able to choose whether or not to be included in interest searches performed by the maintainers of sponsored communities. I also think that paid and permanent users should be able to select whether or not sponsored communities appear in searches.

What do you guys think? I feel very strongly about this, and I'm thinking about making a petition for it.
Poll #836535 Search inclusion/exclusion

Should I create a petition for this specific feature?

No, dude. That's dumb.

Until next time, I do want to share a nifty little tool that I have used for as long as I can remember to fend off spybots. It's called Spam Poison, and I keep it in my userinfo at all times. I know it may seem shady to use a spam!killer that has ads on the same web-page it's offered on, but I tell you no lie when I say I haven't had spam (minus the all-caps crazy) in longer than I can remember.

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So, I was leaping around my kitchen rejoicing that I get to cover Ben Kweller, The Stills, Jack's Manneqin and Panic! at the Disco for sonicreverie. Literally, I've been on a high all day, and I decided that it was a moment to celebrate! I offer to purchase Pizza Luce, reach for my wallet, and my stomach buried itself in my lower intestine.

I lost my wallet. The last time I saw it was at the Theater last night when we went to go see U.S. vs. John Lennon, so I frantically gave them a call... sat through their list of movie show-times twice because I missed the box office number the first time... and then the girl told me she couldn't look at the moment. Asking me to call back in a half an hour. Since the theater is a whopping 10 minutes away from my house, we drove there. I felt sick the whole way, trying to talk myself out of panic. The theater is in one of the richest suburbs in Minneapolis, and is wedged between a Banana Republic, Ralph Lauren, a Goldsmith, and a furniture boutique... it's the least likely place for a wallet to be stolen.

I got there, they checked the office... it wasn't there. They checked in a little cubby filled with dated envelopes, and objects found in the theaters... it wasn't there. I got down to glance in there, and I saw the corner of my wallet sticking out. All the money (about 30$) was gone, but everything else was still there, in its right place.

Now, I am exhausted. No, that's an understatement. Jesus, I feel like I just ran a marathon.

In other news, LOSTNESDAY HATH RETURNETH! I'll be, as always, frolicking merrily over at cleolinda's discussion thread.

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