Behind Infinity

Bad Idea: Vandalize the house where I’m house-sitting.
Really, Really Bad Idea: Write about it the next day on your public internet site.

“we went TPing again we hit the Baums this time after tryin to hit the Shires(sp)? bu tyeah needless to say jameson caught us and yeah we were dead but o well what can he really do to us?? ….prob alot but i dont wanna think about that lol. but yeah it was a ton of fun and tomorrow night we are going to TP someone else but im not going to say who.”

The above is quoted from the Xanga site of a young lady who attends church with me and the homeowners. I’d link to the site just to reinforce the humor of it all, but I won’t in order to somewhat protect the young lady’s privacy and whatever dignity she may have left. And besides that, I have a policy against linking to Xanga sites.

Being the entirely consciencious house-sitter and internet-addicted blogophile that I am, I stumbled across this little piece of information that definitely wasn’t intended or expected for me to see and have definitely used it to my advantage. (But I must admit that I can’t take all the credit for this find. I was tipped off to it by a friend.) Since making the discovery, I’ve asked the parties involved to come over and clean up their mess. When they refused, I asked their parents instead, and the parents said yes of course, the kids would come clean up their mess. So I hope that soon the white stuff, the hundreds of plastic forks will disappear, and that the chairs stuck in the basketball hoop, and the bikes on the roof of the pole barn will be returned to their rightful places. I’ve also spoken to the homeowner, who is quite vexed and insists on talking to the perps and making them apologize to me, as well. I’m pretty sure that will be aaaaawkward but yet hilarious. I certainly hope this little stunt–and bragging about it on the internet afterwards–was sufficiently satisfying to make up for the unpleasantness these young people will experience as a result.

Kids, let this serve as a reminder to us all that whatever you write on the internet is public domain, and anybody in the world can see it. Anybody. That includes your parents, your friends, your siblings, your great-aunts and second-cousins-twice-removed, complete strangers, teachers, professors, pastors, random church members who you rarely converse with, and yes, even that random seldom-conversed-with church member whose house you just “TP’d”. If you don’t want someone to know something, DON’T PUT IT ON THE INTERNET.