I stopped Googling people’s names. In the history of Googling people, I’ve never came across one juicy or dirty fact. You always get tame results about some race they ran, some award they won, or some idiotic quote they gave to their college newspaper. Even if you Google me, the worst you’ll find is a homoerotic movie I was an extra in. :boring:
Instead of Googling, the new stalker wave is Myspacing (or Friendstering) someone’s info. You get photos, interests, and an idea of what her friends are like. You may not think this information is valuable, but it’s GOLD if I’m trying to get into her pants.
For example, say a girl has this in her profile:
Interests: Horseback riding, hip hop music, ipod, cowboys, danish pastries
Next time I’m out on a date with her, all I have to do is drop something like, “Yeah the other weekend I went horseback riding with my new cowboy hat while listening to hip hop music on my iPod. I took breaks every hour to eat some danish pastries I made.” Then I watch as her pupils dilate with rapport-filled goodness. I wouldn’t dare add her until after I seal the deal.
If I’m out on a date with you and I ask you how to spell your last name, you now know what it’s for.
(Note to cute girls who read this page: Leave your email address when you comment. It won’t show up but I can oogle you later on myspace. :hump:)