The college years were simple. Sure, you had bundles of homework, midterms, finals and papers to worry about, but life was a blast. You can’t tell me otherwise. I was there and saw the bliss circulating throughout the campus. And I wasn’t one of those luck few whose parents funded everything either. I had the part-time job and I did the student loan thing. But college was still fun and I’ll tell you why. You don’t have to grapple with the “real world” just yet. Nope, these are your last days before it hits you up-side the head. Oh, and of course there were all those nifty club scenes. Yeah, we can’t forget about those. Clubbing is where it’s at in college, hence all the night club promotions floating around campus.

I’m not sure what everyone else encountered at their University, but at mine, students liked to go to the local bars and clubs on a regular basis. Friday and Saturday nights were always booming with college students. But they weren’t even the BIG night of the week. No sir, that was Thursday. I know what you may be thinking. Thursday? What’s so great about that particular day? Well, in our neck of the woods, Thursday meant a discount on drinks. You better believe this brought out all the partying students. Also, keep in mind that my school was not located on one of those traditional campuses with huge green lawns and other University traditional hoopla. We were smack-dab in the city and we loved it. There were plenty of places to go for lunch and all the local clubs were nearby. I can still recall seeing night club promotions stapled to poles and billboards around campus. And we definitely responded to these babies. If you ask me, these night club owners were smart. What better crowd to appeal to, than a bunch of wild students?

Take a stroll around your campus. You’re bound to spots some night club promotions. Get the scoop on the best hot spots in your area. It’s no secret that this is where the fun’s at. But before you take of to a local club, get a group of friends to go with you. This is not just for safety reasons, but also for fun purposes as well. It stinks to be stuck alone in these social meccas.

I have been into wireless surveillance cameras since I was little. I actually got my first wireless pinhole camera when I was 12. It was at the height of the Cold War, or at least long enough before the end that spy technology still seemed like the neatest thing out there. I was into it all. I built an alarm system with a breadboard kit. It would stop my sister from entering my room, or at least irritate her with a loud beep when she did. I set up a tin can telegraph with one of my friends and we used it to communicate whenever we could. But the wireless pinhole camera was the best.

Part of the problem is that I have a bit of a voyeuristic streak in me. I think that it is more and more common. As wireless surveillance systems are put up everywhere, most of us want a piece of the action. On the one hand, we resent being spied upon by the government, as well as by banks and other private institutions. On the other hand, we want the power that they have. We want to be able to see everything that everyone does. We all want a wireless pinhole camera on every corner to record the actions of our neighbors. We want a God’s eye view into the secret lives that surround us.

It wasn’t too long until I started leaving my wireless pinhole camera in various places. Wireless pinhole cameras are very easy to hide. They are so small that they can be obscured by any bush. As long as they are entrenched enough for a curious dog not to find them, you have very little risk of losing one. I even upgraded to a wide angle camera so that I could catch all of the action on a certain crowded city street simultaneously.

Soon this was not enough for me. I began to take my wireless pinhole camera to parties and clandestinely used it to spy upon my friends. I would records secret conversations. I even bought a wireless night vision camera that I would use to monitor my yard when the sun was down. What had begun as a casual interest in spy technology has become an obsession. I was even getting paranoid. Somehow, the power of having a wireless pinhole camera had gone to my head. I could not go without knowing what other people were doing when I wasn’t watching.