I don’t know if this message will get through.
According to WordPress, I do not exist this morning.
Plus I’ve got to go to the eye doctor and sit around in his waiting room all morning.
Honest, I haven’t quit! I just can’t get the accursed thing to work.
This post came through loud and clear — well, clear, anyway. It didn’t make much noise. 🙂
By the way, if you don’t exist, does that mean you don’t have to pay taxes but you can still vote? (Just kidding, if the Deep State is reading this.)
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You exist on some level. : )
Good luck, I know this sort of woe.
Got the message and email.
You do exist, I think…maybe, hope so, could be.
I understand your frustration.
I hate cell phones. I was going to call my son, but my phone was dead. Not a peep nor sound came forth, the screen was black as deep space, and no life force was noticed. Threatening it did not provoke a response. Drop-kicking it down the hall did not help. Harsh language did nothing…my anger arose…as it flew as far as I could throw it, when it hit the water, it skipped about 200 times, and then sunk below the waves … do you call that…burial at sea?
To me it seems technology ALWAYS lets us down.