Follow me on Google+
At 1PM (4PM New York time) I turned on the television. It was an old television with one channel. Monday to Friday at 1PM I would watch a favorite show for an hour, kicking the box every few minutes to keep the picture tube running, and then turn it off. … [continued]
news&views
I noticed awhile ago that a wasp had taken up residence in the driver’s side mirror of my car – a 10+ year old foreign model in case you’re wondering. … [continued]
Sometimes you get in trouble online and you need some good old online purchase protection.
The economy is twisting this way and that and people are doing whatever they’re doing to make a good thing out of lemons. This is not always done with the highest regard for integrity and the feelings of others. ‘Tis the way of the world. … [continued]
We live in a time of many strange diseases. Technology fatigue is one of them.
One of my monitors got tired and died. I stepped out of the room for a minute and when I got back one of them was black. Up and died, just like that. When suddenly confronted with the situation, it occurred to me I don’t really need a computer. Do I? It’s not my child or my aging mother or anyone who seriously requires attention. What about me? Do I get to be tired? Do I get to turn black any time I feel like it? … [continued]
I’m still quite tired from my recent trip to the U.S. The flat-tire saga was only one of my adventures.
I almost didn’t make it back into Canada. I had been so consumed with getting a U.S. passport, it never even occurred to me that crossing the Canadian border to come home could be a problem. … [continued]
This is somewhat about computers and a comment on generational differences, so I’ll sneak it in here under the guise of computer-related stuff for genealogists.
I haven’t talked to you about my cousin, Sam, for awhile. That’s because Sam and I don’t really talk about computers anymore. She’s stopped torturing me with that. She’s pretty much settled at email and her Hallmark Greeting Cards
Google is complaining about broken links going to 404 pages. Although I try to keep on top of this, there’s been a sudden rash due to deleting my re-direct pages. Anyone who’s been around here for awhile knows my website has gone through several incarnations.
Google was complaining about the re-directs first because they’ve had enough time to catch up. So I deleted those and that’s fine with Google but trouble for everyone else. And trouble for me because the 404 pages are coming from broken links on other people’s websites and Google can’t fix those. And neither can I.
It’s mid-February. In Canada. It’s been winter for a really really long time. I’m a little short on sleep. Also a little short on daylight. I think we’re supposed to sleep in the winter but it never happens at my house. About this time of year I start thinking if I’m going to do my winter hibernation, I’d better get to it, it’s almost Spring.
I signed up to Twitter, oh, about a year ago, to see what all the fuss was about. In short order I found out I had to write something. Like daily. Even hourly. You’re kidding, right? I write a blog … albeit sporadically … and I’m usually in a panic about what to write about here. Here’s this other thing expecting me to write too. No, no, no. Too much writing. Too much pressure.
And besides that, do people really care what I do and think all day? I’m old enough to regularly forget what I just did, or just thought, or just planned to do. Like why am I standing with the fridge door open staring at the celery? No idea. And you think I’m going to write about it? … [continued]
