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Written on December 10, 2004, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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I went out with Richard to the ICA (Institute of Contemporary Arts) in the Mall to catch the highly spiritual “Seeing God” exhibition. We thought we’d go to the bar first and chill for a while. Then my friend Ellen arrived with her nice husband and friend from Japan, so we talked with them a while and saw so much God in our social life that by the time we were done talking, the exhibition was closed.

That was OK – we went to Masato in Soho and ate some nice Teryaki chicken in breadcrumbs, then we walked and talked up through Soho taking in the night life. But the evening was made thrilling because I had my first experience of successful BLUEJACKING. I sat in the ICA and sent this image of Ellen to a complete stranger. I felt like a cross between a pirate and a spy. It was naughty like al fresco sex. It was great!

BLUEJACKING can happen when you have your mobile phone bluetooth wireless connectivity switched on, and your device is “discoverable”. People will find you and try to send you unsolicited files. Earlier that day I was on the tube and felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. I ignored it, thinking, it’s a calendar reminder. But it wasn’t. A group of kids up the end of the carriage were searching for bluejack victims, and one of them had me in his sights. Wow. It felt hilarious. Cheeky bugger! By the time I got off, he was receiving this file: alientone_big_crop.3gp and I was kind of walking slow to make sure he didn’t get out of range.

I stood and searched for devices in the crowds and kept on finding people broadcasting their identities – KASH – R.E.S.P.E.C.T. – mama – K700i- Nokia 6250 – and Unknown. Most transfers require permission but some… ah !!!

Joel.x – I confess. Richard and I followed you and your friend for 10 minutes along Wardour Street and I sent you 3 images, an audio file and a mad note. You were oblivious. Your phone was my receptacle.

My guilt is made bearable by the thrill of the secret transfer. Avast there, me hearties, prepared to be boarded !!!

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  1. Laurie
    Posted 11 December, 2004 at 12:42 am | Permalink

    Aargh.

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