05.26.08
Posted in , Trashy at 6:22 pm by Administrator
My Match.com profile had been inactive for a while and I logged in to search for “hunnies”. I got a message from a girl identifying herself as Jaimey Daniel. Her profile stated that she was 28, lived in Daytona Beach, basic stats, but no picture. She tells me to contact her through her Yahoo messenger. We exchange messages. She says she lives in a city called Port Orange, close to Daytona. She likes dogs, walks on the beach (who doesn’t?) and cooking. She sends me pictures, she is very attractive and exotic looking. I am suspicious that she might be some web-cam girl, since attractive girls don’t need to meet people online. Then again, she does live in Port Orange where the nightlife must be stultifying.
I download Yahoo Messenger. We chat for like 2 hours about relationships, food, music, etc. She doesn’t give specific information like which bands she worships. She says she is birracial, with Britsh and African ancestry which would explain her exotic look. She studied marketing but works in her aunt’s clothing store. She says her father is deceased. We’re hitting it off and I have no reason whatsoever to feel suspicious.
The next day I log on again. After a few minutes, she mentions that she is out of the country but will be flying back soon. When I inquire what country, she says Nigeria. I become apprehensive; then she says she had gone to the airport. Authorities were charging her $600.00 to leave the country, which she didn’t have. Her plane ticket cost $1000.00 with KLM Airlines. She asked if I could wire her the $600.00. She would pay me back when she returned. I’m on the verge of exploding since just a day earlier, I thought I was chatting with a real person in North Florida, not a fucking scammer in Nigeria, who probably wasn’t even female. Instead of logging off, I decided to do some police work.
I promised to send her/him the money. She/he/it asked me to send it through Western Union and gave me a name and address. I logged off. I googled articles on scamming and con artists. They were trying to pull off a romance scam on me, where the scammer poses as an attractive woman and asks the victim for money, while promising to travel to the victim’s country for romance or sex. Many men had fallen victim to this scam. Either they’re naive and stupid or they must be really lonely. Another vulnerable group are people in missionary related non-profits. If they hear a tear jerking story they’ll send money right away, believing they are acting as good christians.
I enter the phrase “Jaimey Daniel scam” in google. I find a website about scammers which talks about these tricks and describes their methods and conversations which sound eerily similar to my case. The “girls” are vague about their interests, they commit odd spelling and grammar mistakes. They’re also over-eager to meet you. Jaimey’s info appears; she/he has tried to pull this scam several times in the past 2 years. Jaimey had created fake profiles on several dating websites. Her pictures along with those of several other scammers had been taken from the website of a modeling agency in Hawaii (that would explain the exotic looks). I went to the agency’s website and there was the real person who is actually called Jaime Y. Con artists in Africa and Europe were using the model’s pictures. The agency had posted a notice stating that they were aware of, but had no connection to these scammers. Oddly enough, I felt bad for these models. That’s a first.
I called Yahoo’s customer service along with Match.com to report this scammer that way they can block and/or terminate their accounts. The representatives heard my story but from their tones I could tell they could give a rat’s ass about it. I found out financial crimes were handled by the U.S. Secret Service. After 20 minutes on the phone and no answer, I gave up. Shit, unless the scammers steal over a million dollars, nobody gives a fuck! I logged back on to Yahoo messenger and of course, “Jaimey” was there waiting. When she asked me how much money I had sent I responded that I had sent zero dollars and cents. I also said that I knew she/he was a scammer and had reported it to Yahoo and Match.com. I insulted the mother fucker several times too. They were taking me for an idiot. I told her/him to stop using the real Jaime’s pictures, to stop being a dick and get a real job. After my tirade they answer back saying they’re not a scammer, that they’re the real Jaimey and they’re in grave danger. Like I give a fuck. Anyway, guys out there, screw the internet, it’s better to stick to the bar when meeting women beacause if it’s too good to be true, it ain’t true.
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05.09.08
Posted in , Life & Arts at 6:22 pm by Administrator
Radiohead was in South Florida on Monday, May 5th, and I missed them. Why? Well, the concert was held at the South Florida Fairgrounds. This place has been variously known as the Mars Music Amphitheatre, Sound Advice Amphitheatre and now Cruzan Amphitheatre. Can’t they stick to one fucking name? My hate affair with this venue goes back several years. In 2000, I made the mistake of rushing to buy tickets for a Red Hot Chili Peppers & Foo Fighters joint concert at the aformentioned cursed by myself venue. I assumed they were playing at the Bank Atlantic Center in Sunrise. Then, I found out this place was in West Palm Beach, almost 2 hours away. And there was no way my thundering 85′ Chrysler would make the trip. With no friends going either, I had to sell the tickets.
Fast forward to 2003. Pearl Jam came to South Florida and performed at the damn venue. For $40 dollars, I saw Eddie Vedder from 400 feet away. I was more irritated than Hugh Hefner at the BBW convention. I like seeing my bands up close, less than 10 feet away. Granted I must push my way through tons of sweaty people and those drug-addled ones in the mosh pit. But it’s worth it!! That’s what I always do at concerts held at Bicentennial Park. But at Cruzan you must pay like $70 dollars to do that. And there is no mosh pit! I was in the lawn area, which was muddy as hell, as it had rained cats and dogs earlier.
Around August 2003, Lollapalooza was re-ignited, if only for 1 year. And the tour included Jane’s Addiction, Audioslave, Incubus, The Donnas. Just awesome. But where did they come to? Cruzan Amphitheatre. Since my internet dial-up connection loads 56 kb a month, I had to buy tickets at the box office at Cruzan. After a long drive, I discover that the best tickets are sold out and I can only buy tickets for the lawn area, 400 feet away. Well, the only advantage this time was that there was plenty of people smoking a doobie in this area. Oh, and no mud! This was the last good rock concert to come to South Florida for a while, if you exclude OzzFest the year Black Sabbath reunited.
My question is, why do promoters hold concerts up there? For those of us who live in Miami-Dade County it is a hell of a long drive and with these glorious gas prices we’re fucked! Yeah, I know. Miami is all reggaeton, hip-hop and Spanish music, according to the industry know-it-alls. Our local rock stations are powerless. Funny is, when concerts have been held at Bicentennial Park or Bayfront Amphitheatre, they’re always full. Well, I’ll wait 5 years until Radiohead comes again or maybe catch them in another city. They don’t seem to be threatening to break up. They’re like the Stones, keep playing til we’re 80.
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05.04.08
Posted in , Sports at 5:58 am by Administrator
In late March, I attended a Miami Heat-Dallas Mavericks game at the American Airlines Arena. I hadn’t attended a game since 2002-03, which was one of our worst seasons. I always said to myself that the Heat would improve and I would be in the front row (if I could afford those seats). Well, between being extremely busy, negligence and procrastination, I just never had a chance to go back to a game. During the 2006 title run, I was so busy with classes, I didn’t even notice we were that good until the Heat made it to the finals. By then, all the tickets had been snatched up by bandwagon jumpers.
Now things are different. Shaq just left, Zo might retire, Eddie Jones and his bloated contract also left, Wade is injured. Then Shawn Marion is injured too. I didn’t exactly expect the Heat to be in championship form. But what I saw at this particular game I attended was pitiful. At half time, the Mavs are ahead by 30 points and the Heat simply gave up. Jason Wiliams and Udonis Haslem are benched. They are replaced by reserve players which Pat Riley never, ever allows on the paint, like Chris Quinn and Alexander Johnson. Of course, the Mavs see that the Heat gave up and they also send Nowitzki to the bench. Finally the Mavs win by…30 points. Well, the Heat just gave up entirely on the game. Why don’t they just bend over and take it up the ass, while we’re at it. What happened to dying with your boots on, or fighting to the last man? Thank God, Riley never pulled off these disgusting displays of ineptitude during the Heat-Knicks rivalry. Riley shouldn’t stoop to these levels, he is not incompetent like Isaiah Thomas. I felt like asking for my money back, then again I was in the $10.00 seats. By the way, I didn’t recall the American Airlines Arena being so huge. You can’t see shit from the 4th level, the players look like ants. But the place is nice. And of course, the Heat dancers are fine, not that any of those bitches would ever pay attention to me. More on that later.
Well, it doesn’t stop with the Heat. The Miami Dolphins haven’t made the playoffs since 2001. Wannstedt and Fiedler were given plenty of chances and they kept messing up. The idea of bringing a college coach like Nick Saban was completely retarded. And the motherfucker ran out of here like Senator Craig runs into a public restroom. Oh, and don’t forget Ricky Williams and his weed. But I don’t criticize Ricky, I’m artistic too. And football can be brutal sometimes. But despite all that, last season was not just dreadful, it was putrifying. My only consolation is that the Jets aren’t much better than us. But our other enemy, the Patriots, are way better. Let’s hope our next quarterback is a real one. No disrespect to Fiedler or Ferotte, but the Dolphins need a REAL GOOD quarterback. Maybe they should call back Marino. He wouldn’t mine. Look at Vinnie Testaverde. He suits up whenever the Jets need him. While I felt that Trent Green still had something left in him, i didn’t expect him to crack his head wide open. That’s just life. We didn’t expect Ronnie Brown to injure himself. Or Ricky to smoke a doobie. Or Saban to be such a fucking chicken. Now if the Dolphins could only lower those fucing ticket prices….
I won’t comment on hockey, because I know as much about hockey as I know about nano-technology …nothing. Well, I know it’s on ice. You skate. You hit the puck with your stick. You fight and knock the crap out of rivals whenever you can. One guy from the Panthers by accident crashed, flipped over and hit his team-mate with his skates, almost severing his neck….Damn! And they say the UFC is violent….
I’ll talk about the Marlins in the next post. Later kids.
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