Fall has arrived.

A gust of wind blew hundreds of leaves from the trees in the park into the air. Many business people and tourist looked up in the air, seeing the dances of the tiny gliders soaring through the air. One man paused for a moment, shading his eyes from sunshine in the crisp morning sky, to look up at them.

How many leaves I've taken forgranted. The new yorkers make note of each moment like this, since they are rare within this forest of brick and mortar, where the sounds of wildlife are just cars and buses honking and beeping their way through the streets.

But I have my peace and nostaligia in the park. It might be just few blocks within the busy city, but it's peaceful, and it's green.

I like green.

Someone Stole My Credit Card Number

A 300 dollar charge to home depot. Exactly 300 dollars. At work, we're guessing that the genius probably ordered himself a gift certificate. Cuz you know, that certifcate code won't be canceled/red flagged as soon as I call and dispute the charge.

A 675 dollar plane ticket(s) charge to Barcelona, Spain. I hope he already took the flight, because if not, the cops are going to love waiting for him as he checks in with his lovely wife and family.

Sounds like a mexican honeymoon. Supplies and a trip to the motherland.

I called Bank of America to cancel the card and order another one. They wouldn't let me dispute the charges, because technically it hasn't cleared my account yet (since the charges were made yesterday). To quote: "There's a chance the charges were a mistake and may be canceled by the charging company".

No, I doubt it. I just found it ironic that they wouldn't just freeze it and not let the company collect the money at all. The flags would go up so much faster, and if this scumbag hasnt' jumped on the flight or hasn't used the gift card, there's a chance for him to get caught red handed.

It annoys me that he may never be caught, even though he would be if all the proper steps took place as soon as I made that phone call to cancel my card.

Come on, the charges are barely 24 hours old. Why let him get 24 hours further as I wait another day for the money to clear my account?

Why even let my money leave my account when I know I didn't make the charges?

Yea sir, I know that baby is yours, but we'll just let them take it for now. When they actually take your child, you can call up and file a complaint, and we'll get him right back. The company might have made a mistake and realize they took your baby and give it back before they leave.

Go ahead Bank of America. Let them take 975 of my babies.

The blog is so broken is so broken.

I have about 5 years worth of blogs now which archive my life.

Many of my fans will notice that posts have been disappearing from here. That's ok. If you're bookmarked directly to virtuallyinfamous.com/blog, be sure to check the main http://www.virtuallyinfamous.com site again.

The last month or so, i've been toying with the idea of writing a technical blog. Not real serious, just my own sort of speculations on what the video game and entertainment industry should be like with currently technological trends.

I've noticed that I stopped really posting about my life in the last year. I just post about random events and try to create interesting short stories.

I believe I will still continue to do this, as writing is one of my passions. Will I do it as often as before? Probably not. Speculating about the industry I am in and love is really more fun than writing goofy stories. Stories that have recently lost most of it's readership.

I don't blame my friends. They have busy lives, and so do I. I stopped posting at regular intervals and was forgotten. It might be a blessing in disguise though. Maybe I was meant to blog about something more than silly memorable moments in life.

So please, go to virtuallyinfamous.com and check out the professional blog. It's the same template, the same familiarity, just the topics are a little more sophisticated.

That Shit on South Park

Just when I thought nothing on South Park could surprise me anymore, they pushed the edge again. During last night's South Park premiere, in a scene where Cartman and friends are in his basement playing World of Warcraft together, Cartman says his diarrhea is coming back and he buzzes his mom downstairs.

She comes down with a bedpan, and I believe everyone was with me at that point. Cartman's mom would have put the bedpan below Cartman, and he would have dumped while playing the game. Maybe throw in a few sloppy fart sounds for color.

Wrong.

She puts the bedpan behind Cartman's chair, who then shifts back enough to pull his pants down and aim directly into the bedpan. His diarrhea sprays all over his mom while some of it makes it into the bedpan.

Cartman's mom then says something mom-like to the affect of that's a good boy, acting oblivious to the fact that shit was just sprayed all over her and walks back upstairs.

Not that South Park is known for it's continuity, but does everyone forget what happened at the end of last season? The dog whisperer trained Cartman to be an obedient child. The episode ended with Cartman's mom spoiling him again.

Does this season bring about an even more disrespectful Eric Cartman?

I can't wait to see more of that shit.