Google Privacy Policy Changing For Everyone: So What’s Really Going To Happen?

It’s this simple: If you don’t like what Google does with the information that YOU provide them, DELETE your account. There are plenty of other services out there that do the same thing, i.e. Yahoo email, Bing, etc…. and simply don’t sign into YouTube to watch video’s. You have control over your privacy. It may take some work to make yourself anonymous on the internet, but guess what? All that is good, usually takes some effort.
Read the Article at HuffingtonPost

How to Organize Photo’s in iOS5

I just discovered this nifty little “trick” in iOS 5. While making sub- folders from the camera roll, you can hit the top right button, which allows you to select individual pics for different functions, i.e. tweet/ email, and move them around in the order you like. Much in the same way you move apps around your springboard. This can be very convenient, especially if you have a few racy pics you don’t want as the sub-album cover.

Apple has done a nice job of allowing you to organize your photographs, which is nice, now that the iPhone 4/4s camera is good enough to be most people’s only means of taking a picture. And when iOS 5.0.1 is released with the ability to delete pics from iCloud’s Photo Stream, the last piece of the camera roll puzzle will finally be in place. Happy shooting!

Almost One Week…

So I  have been in Las Vegas for a week now, and things are very mixed. On the one hand I have a dope, modern, clean apartment with my two sisters. On the other hand, I miss my girlfriend so bad I am ready to thow in the towel and book a ticket back already. I never anticipated that this would be so hard. Not being near my girl Nina is the single most painful thing I have ever been though. Those of you who know me personally or from the years I have been on twitter, know that me saying that is no small thing. I have been through some excruciatingly painful things in the last decade. With that being said, I think I really need to dive into finding a job and saving every single penny. I want to move back east a.s.a.p. to be with my love. There really is no other option. I need her like a  needs crack! She not only makes me whole, she is everything I am not and more. She is the best person I know and I am lucky to be with such an amazing woman. I would give anything for her to be here right now. But I have only myself to blame and my poor management of money for our current predicament. So now with lessons learned about money and time, it’s now time to step my game up and do everything I can to make this work and get back to her as soon as I can. Without her I am not whole. She is my everything.

Moving to Vegas

I am moving to Las Vegas in a few days and it is a bittersweet thing at best. I am excited to be going out west and starting a new chapter in my life, but I am also leaving behind one of the most amazing people to ever enter my life, my girlfriend Nina. Walking away from love seems insane, and my sister in Vegas actually got quite annoyed with me for changing my mind all summer about moving out there. But things have fallen into place as such that the move really does seem like the right thing. We will be doing the long distance thing and I should be moving to Philly in the next year to be with her there… (that is the plan) but I know life takes radical changes and turns and even the best laid plans don’t always work out. I suppose if it is meant to be it will be. Only time will tell. All I know is that I love her and am committed to making things work.

The plan in Vegas is to get a waiter job asap, get a street bike for transportation, then start saving and buying things wisely. The time has come to actually have a savings account and start a life for myself. This means getting really serious about music again as a career or culinary school. Either way, the time has come to really start living like an adult and stop the 15+ year party. Its had its high’s and lows and living like a 16-year-old at 28 is now tired and boring. I want adventure and excitement, and not in the pill form or the “greatness” of living in a quasi frat house. I want a career path that takes me places and people in my life who have their shit together as well. This is a whole new chapter and I intend to capitalize on this opportunity. Not squander it like so many others I have wasted.

So NJ, goodbye, so long, see you around. I am going out west maybe never to return. If you happen to be in Vegas, shoot me a text message.

Chaz

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Fake People

The best part of being me, is that I tend to not care what people think about me. I am me and I make no apologies for being me. If you don’t like me, or what I say and believe, you have a choice. You can not be around me, be friends with me on various social networks, or come out and hang with my friends. Or you can be fake, and stay “friends” with me on social networks, drink with me, then be passive aggressive and talk shit like I wont find out. If the second option is what you are going for, do me and you a favor, don’t be so transparent. Man/ Woman up and say shit to my face.

Fucktards in South Jersey

People and their delusions. I’ll tell ya. Shit is getting old. YOU South Jersey, have been old. I wish there was an anti-delusion viewer.

People could stick their head in and see reality. See what the truth is. Step outside their ego and see fact. But there isn’t, so some of you will continue to have your heads up your ass forever. I hate you.

 

My Grandfather the Rebuplican

I will continue to update with new screen shots as the conversation continues. If it continues, and my grandfather dosent delete me. Haha

(My PC is broken so this was the best I could do from my iPhone)

Life and Death

I have always thought that life wasn’t that big a deal. My entire life I have strived for one thing, to always be having a good time. But now, there are no good times to be had. What is the point of being alive? To procreate? Simply to pass on your genes and then toil away at some job and then die one day? Are we here to love and learn, help one another? I don’t believe in god, I don’t think we have souls, there are no spirits, ghosts, nothing supernatural, so I can’t take solice in that bullshit and make myself feel better that way. But it’s not even about making myself feel better. It’s about reflecting and understanding. But there is no understanding anything anymore. People will always let you down, period. Even the best ones will let you down. So what do we do? Not give a shit about anyone? Stay isolated and alone and hope we suffer less that way? That’s impractical to say the least. So what do we do?

Hope, is bullshit. Get your hopes up and almost every time they will get shot down to crash and burn. The one thing that could save me from how I feel is leaving. Just as I got my hopes up, I find out that it’s over before it starts. But the real problem isn’t that it’s over before it even starts, the real problem is that I allowed myself to get my hopes up in the first place. The samantics of what transpired are not important. Because what could have been a great thing, can’t be, or rather won’t be. Nevertheless, because I’m too stubborn, or maybe just not a quitter, I will keep trying. I guess maybe in the grand scheme I really am a glutton for punishment, but I can’t help but think that the reward is worth it. Rewards are always worth it. Aren’t they?

So what’s the point in anything? I have no friends now that my one and only brother is dead. What the fuck am I supposed to do now? Who am I supposed to talk to about this bullshit. You? Your reading this shit, and I have no idea what I’m talking about. You are worse off for having read this. And while this should be cathartic, it’s not. Nothing will ever fill the hole. No one, no object, no nothing is big enough to fill the void I feel. I’m alone, even while I’m surrounded by people. He’s gone, and he can’t be, nor will I let him be replaced. So it’s over, life is shit, and all we can do is accept it, toil away, maybe do some good, love if were lucky, and then die.