Back at the end of 2016 I had written a post thanking whoever it was had paid for my parking ticket in DC when I was visiting Main State. In the comments section of that post I mentioned that it seems The Company paid for that ticket (as only they could), seeing that they visited the blog at the same time I had tried to pay that ticket and at the same time as I was putting up that post. Were they trying ever so nicely to send me a hint that The Company was claiming the credit of paying the ticket to show how nice they are? I like that. Very cool. But was that an accurate interpretation of their “visit”?
Not long after that, while researching Main State a bit, I came across a video of seminar given by a guy who doesn’t belong to Main State, but has an office at Main State, who does stuff in all sorts of countries right around the world and is often in the middle of policy mixed up with some pretty aggressive action, with that CV usually belonging as a cover to a CIA guy (as I found out just the other day from […]. It is what it is. That video seminar guy (a recruiting video for his office at Main State) is the one I had seen when I first saw the parking ticket. He was in the car behind me. He’s obviously the guy I was originally supposed to see at Main State. So, then I gave that guy credit for paying my ticket, but later I had marked that latter post “private” for whatever reason.
Meanwhile, yesterday, going some hundreds of miles to bring a parishioner to a hospital near Asheville, we were having a conversation about spooky stuff, you know, CIA, FBI, et alii. I mentioned this parking ticket story, giving credit to whoever for paying the ticket for me. Right after that, as I was to find out perusing my phone in the waiting room of that hospital, that first post got a direct hit with a provenance just outside the doors of the George Bush Intelligence Center, HQ of the CIA. Hahaha. ;-) I’m sure it’s all just a coincidence. As always. Just my ever so fertile imagination.
But the phone thing is weird. I had all tracking and whatever turned off a few months ago on my phone. I got a call from the head of the Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest crowd , wanting me to possibly head up the centennial memorial service coming up on July 30. O.K. We then hung up. At the time, I was no where near that Memorial Forest, nor had I been. Seconds later I got a communication from Google saying that since I was obviously an authority on the Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest[!], could I answer a few questions for them. That says a lot about voice to text algorithms.