There's a bug in the blogosphere today. My blog has the dry heaves and double vision. And, like a bad child, it feverishly threw me out of its room. After 30 minutes of wheedling, cajoling, begging, then outright threatening, it still would not OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR RIGHT THIS MINUTE (no, I am not yelling, you little twit). So I called Google and tattled on it. I was told, no problem lady; just change your password.
You people have got to be kidding! I can't remember my own full name half the time, and you want me to CHANGE MY PASSWORD?!?!? Not to mention, I have a cast on clear up to my right armpit and have to type with my left index finger!!! Don't you understand that my left hand is connected to my right brain, where pretty pictures are stacked to the attic but there are NO English words, only Czechoslovakian ones, words that are all spelled with only c's and z's and v's??! Oh sure, I can make up a new password, but I couldn't remember it any more than you, in spite of all of your almighty gigabytes of Googleness, could.
Would you say this to me even if you knew I'm an invalid??? Ha! I just bet you would, you behemoth breeder of bugs! Well, as that patron saint of everyman, Johnny Carson, would say...
"Cut off your Slauson!"
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Just had a good idea: write your new password on your cast! That way you'll at least "remember" it for the next 4 weeks...
I think I need to build a trebuchet and launch that frozen dead squirrel onto your gazebo roof. :)
Obviously, I didn't need a new password in the end. Just a swift reboot.
Unless you tie the carcass to a fruitcake, it'll never make it.
You're a hoot! I know how you feel about passwords. Yikes!
Glad you've worked things out. Looking forward to the c's, z's and v's from your art brain.
Hang in there...
huh. Word verification: musiart
Ooooh, good idea!
P.S. My word for the verification is "lawlet." Like, a small law. A very minor one.
perhaps like that itty-bitty photo radar whoops?
Though it is possible to get some interesting and creative lefty drawings, it isn't the same when one is forced to work that way.
I'm totally right handed and right-sided. An osteopath once pointed out to me that my entire right side was more developed than my left, including my leg and back muscles!
And that's exactly why my right leg is now a bit shorter than my left. I wore it down... (seriously! - kinda...)
Oh - and my password/s are always combinations of long deceased favorite pets. That way I've only a few to remember. Throw in a number or two and voila! - sort of safe security.
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