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I just read a postof Chris Pirillo’s explaining some useful tools your cell phone can provide in emergency situations, one of which is FALSE!

• Emergency Number worldwide for Mobile is 112. If you find yourself out of the coverage area of your mobile network in an Emergency, dial 112 and the mobile will search any existing network to establish the emergency number for you. Keep in mind, 112 can be dialed even if your keypad is locked!
• Have you locked your keys in the car?Does your car have remote keyless entry? This may come in handy someday. If you lock your keys In the car and the spare keys are at home, call someone at home on their cell phone from your cell phone. Hold your cell phone about a foot from your car door and have the person at your home press the unlock button, holding it near the mobile phone on their end. Your car will unlock. This saves someone from having to drive your keys to you. Distance is no object. You could be hundreds of miles away, but if you can reach someone who has the other ‘remote’ for your car, you can unlock the doors (or the trunk).
• Hidden Battery Power Imagine your cell battery is very low. To activate, press the keys *3370#. Your cell phone will restart with this reserve, and the instrument will show a 50% increase in battery. This reserve will get charged when you charge your cell phone next time.
• How to disable a STOLEN mobile phone. To check your Mobile phone’s serial number, key in the following Digits on your phone: *#06#. A 15-digit code will appear on the screen. This number is unique to your handset. Write it down, and keep it somewhere safe. If your phone get stolen, you can phone your service provider and give them this code. They will then be able to block your handset so even if the thief changes the SIM card, your phone will be totally useless. You probably won’t get your phone back, but at least you know that whoever stole it can’t use/sell it either. If everybody does this, there would be no point in people stealing mobile phones.
• Free Directory Service for Cells. Cell phone companies are charging us $1.00 to $1.75 (or more!) for 411 information calls when they don’t have to. Most of us do not carry a telephone directory in our vehicle, which makes this situation even more of a problem. When you need to use the 411 information option, simply dial: (800)FREE411, or (800) 373-3411 to get any number you need… for free. Program this into your cell phone now.

The second bullet explaining how to unlock your car using your cell phone seemed to be the most valuable tip/trick. As a proponent for accuracy and validation, I decided to google this seemingly too-good-to-be-true statement and discovered that it is indeed FALSE!

As explained here and here, cell phones simply do not have the technology to carry out such ambitious actions. I suppose someone figured they could apply the idea of OnStar, the expensive tracking system offered in all GM vehicles, to the expanded use of a cell phone.

It would be really beneficial for cell phone manufactures and providers to equip our cell phones with the technology to do so, protecting the feature with a pin number to avoid someone whose stolen a phone from stealing the same person’s car. I’d totally buy it! Sing me up! (feel free to run with this idea if it hasn’t been thought of yet -just give me some kudos!)

If anyone has actually tried to unlock their car through their cell phone and succeeded let me know! Just don’t let me find out you were in the working boundaries of your key remote/fob!

After watching Gary Vaynerchuk’s videos encouraging April 3 2008 to be “Good People Day”, I’ve jumped on board to support the Gary-following. Spend April third writing blogs about good people. Make a video or two or 5 and submit them to all the video sharing sites that you know of. Twitter all day about as many good people as possible. 

It’s more than a branding scheme; it’s a call to the community to take control of what our online communities become. Come together, participate, and be a part of something that could potentially be HUGE!

Google and Virgin Group reps released the following about their upcoming business partnership:

For thousands of years,

the human race has spread out across the Earth, scaling mountains and plying the oceans, planting crops and building highways, raising skyscrapers and atmospheric CO2 levels, and observing, with tremendous and unflagging enthusiasm, the Biblical injunction to be fruitful and multiply across our world’s every last nook, cranny and subdivision.

An invitation.

Earth has issues, and it’s time humanity got started on a Plan B. So, starting in 2014, Virgin founder Richard Branson and Google co-founders Larry Page and Sergey Brin will be leading hundreds of users on one of the grandest adventures in human history: Project Virgle, the first permanent human colony on Mars.

I will admit, I hastily went through the online questionaire that determines if you are a suitable contender for such a daring job. Then it occured to me… Today is April Fools!

Way to go, Google! You just let down so many neo-republic, socrates reading geeks who were finally going to get laid!

haha

This past weekend I’ve sat comfortably around the house reading “Build Your Own Ruby On Rails Web Applications” by Patrick Lenz.

I’ve got some big ideas that could prove to be fun if I click with this programming language. Either way, I’m totally interested in learning something new and embracing my geek-like qualities.

So far it’s been interesting. It’s totally different than PHP or C++. I’m liking the usability, readability, and complete ease of use. I totally recommend you try if you are even slightly interested!!

I can’t be profound at work; I’d be totally misunderstood and I would be thrown in a psych ward. I can’t be profound in a group of friends; people get jealous and end up being dicks (why be envious of something so damn personal to me and sick and unnatractive?). I can’t be profound at home; All the negative responses drag me back into my youth and flip on the switch thats connected to my child-like state of mind. I can’t seem to focus on any one thing. Shit, I’d settle for a focus on 5 things. God didn’t give me enough fingers and toes to count the intertwining neuro-freeways in my head. I don’t like medacine, therefore I’ll probably never become medicated beyond all natural remedies, supplements, and other things that only work if you psych yourself out. I hate that I appear to be complaining every once in a while. I like to think of it as a borderline desperate extension of arms towards a simple fix. I want it all, man. I want to be crazy, but at the same time still be able to make sound decisions. I want to be restlessly inspired, but at the same time still have the energy to actually do something. I want to say I am a writer and actually have a page or two filled with more than lines that were scratched out. I say I embrace change but grovel at the feet of organization. I promise the universe that I will keep my promises to the universe. I bend over backwards for those that refuse to bend in any direction. I manipulate my feelings because they can become a burden. I forcefully abandon emotion which allows me to exist in favorable positions that require emotion, ultimately sabotaging the whole thing anyway. I’ve convinced myself that every thought that aimlessly wanders through my head has to be acted upon. Then I contradict the whole thing by acting upon a subsequent opposite thought. I feel I have to have control and cannot get a grasp on the idea that I have no control. I’m out of control most when I’m fighting for control, which doesn’t make sense, but its easy to do. I value advice so much that I try to apply every piece of it at once, which inevitably causes a trainwreck. All I’m doing is fighting for betterment. I believe it to be one of the major goals I’m supposed to always walk towards. However, the walk has become a struggle that’s left me with holes in my shoes and tired legs.

Oh, feet don’t fail me now. You’ve got pretty women, pretty scenery, and pretty big dreams to conquer.

To sum up this story:

Four friends stroll up to the classiest trailer park in Navarre. You know the one… you can smell the mold that grows evenly across the exterior of each single and doublewide from a mile away. They knock on several doors looking to buy a fat sack, which is totall acceptable; they probably hadn’t smoked in at least 8 hours. After one neighbor tried to make a sale, the four hoodlums ran off with the weed. Who knew Mr. Quincy had a 4-wheeler parked in the front, ready to ride? He ran over 2 men who suffered serious stab wounds from the wooden knives he duck-taped to the 4-wheeler’s tires and fenders in an effort to channel Ben-Hur. The other two victims, Poquonda and Wohshanda Brown, suffered serious facial industries after Mr. Quincy beat the shit out of their faces with rake, an old door knob, and a dead rattle snake that got caught in the lawnmower.

Gotta love Navarre! It’s so classy!