I'm back among the living!
Posted on 10/20/2020 9:33:20 PM PDT by BenLurkin
Been having un fun this way.
The fun that’s un.
Try it today, please say you’ll stay.
Try un fun all daaaaaaaay.
Sometimes I absolutely hate reality and wish I could noneuclidean melt it for fun and profit.
Maybe if you ask Jim he can resurrect it. He did that for our last thread. (Or maybe the one before last...)
I'm back among the living!
"I drive all over and pick up women's underwear. You?"
UNGH! THAT sucks.
You’ve had it for how many years, now?
Our “house” email address is more than 20 years old; it outlived Thunderbird. I have email archived on my NAS going back to 2000-2001.
Big shift to Outlook a few years ago, and I now create individual Archive files for each successive year, and back them up on the NAS; a Western Digital box running dual drives in a Level 1 RAID array. That “mirrored” configuration has proved satisfyingly safe.
I hope you can make contact with “The Guy Who Knows What’s Really Going On” and get your email account fully restored to service. When they do, I know what my very next arduous, but crucial, project would be. For that purpose, I recommend at least a dual drive Synology “Disk Station.” Much as my Western Digital unit has proved its worth, the Synology product just offers SO much more.
This account?
Since the lat time the cicadas swarmed...
last, not L. A. Times...
I figured. Usually, when we don’t hear from you, it’s because you have some decidedly un-fun things going on in your life. Which is why I haven’t said anything before now.
When we start to get close to that 5000 mark, though, I start to get nervous.
Reality bites.
“Since the lat time the cicadas swarmed...”
That’s positively...ancient.
“In the fourth month of the fifth year in the Sultanate of Abu Ben Bubbi, there came of a morning a powerful gale from the south that persisted all day, and all night, and in such force as grown men had great difficulty walking along the roads. All that was not built of stone was carried aloft, and at the dawning of the second day there was not a house remaining that had a roof.
Upon the rising of the Sun The force of the wind abated somewhat, and the people had some hope that the ordeal would be at an end. Alas, this was not to be. For as the mid-day approached, from the south there came a rising tide of darkness; filling up the vault of the heavens with the blackness of ink, even as the floodwaters overwhelm the earth.
CICADAS!!
An innumerable army of ravaging insects crashed upon civilization in such density as they could scarce but proceed straight ahead without that they forced their neighbors from their course. This unimaginable wave of devastation drove all other living things into hiding. Cattle left in the fields huddled together, lowing their upset as the herdsmen fled in fear, seeking the shelter of caves and empty tombs in the hillside. The dogs in the streets fled into any open door, and there was no one inside not taken with such terror as to utter a word against them.
And so by the hour they came; cicadas upon cicadas by the millions of millions of millions as if to outnumber the grains of sand of the great desert itself; as if to mock the multitude of the very stars. By night still they came, and the people cried out to one another in dismay, but the fullness was not yet, for although the cicadas came, they did not also go, but remained, and wherever they alighted they began to eat. Upon every living plant they settled, and the fury of their wings subsided, only to be replaced with another even more terrible: the sound of their devouring mouths consuming all the increase of the whole land.
Amid the horror of the destruction, the hearts of the cowering masses were stricken within them, and many died.
Many others were overwhelmed in their minds, and plunged into madness. But one man, having found the safety of an inner room, and the comfort of a lamp, retained yet the presence of mind to avail himself of his situation, and create an email account.
Is that Darksheare?
I *thought* I felt a disturbance in the Farce.
Glad to hear it.
Come by *after* you’ve had a snack. You’re just not you when you’re hungry.
I record the voice for those GPS things. I tell people where to go all day long.
I never get lost, people are always telling me where to go...
Desperately need an AT&T TV device! HELP! We had an AT&T fiber bundle installed yesterday, we only have one AT&T TV device.
Ordered on line, so the local AT&T store essentially told me to pound sand when I tried to buy one there. (They were slightly more polite about it, but the message was crystal clear.) Three attempts to get the AT&T phone service to provide one on a emergency basis weren’t much better, they will neither authorize a store to release one to me, nor express ship one.
My 92 YO mom has Alzheimer’s, she needs a TV in both the living room and her bedroom, I have one device that won’t run both. Last night was awful, she couldn’t fathom what was going on and wandered around looking for her remote, no explanation sufficed.
AT&T customer support can’t get us one any quicker than 4-6 days.
Perhaps you or someone you know has an extra customer owned AT&T TV device I could buy today?
It would really help, when one of the world’s largest corporations can’t help one of their own customers, perhaps, just perhaps you could?
Thanks in advance,
nully
Those zombies on the left are at a Democrat convention and starving to death.
I wish I could help. I haven’t done anything with AT&T since I was at Compaq and used to buy their computers to compare to ours.
Did you try to explain to them that you identify as multi-racial and there would be a mob outside TONIGHT to trash the place if they didn’t come up with the device? Did you remind them that as a member of BLM and a committed Marxist you have $millions in discretionary income you can spend?
Did you try Wal-Mart?
All that to grab this.
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