Well, the computer repairman came today, and got both our machines back online… in about 60 seconds. “Loose wire,” he explained. Why didn’t I think of that?
So let’s see if I can get back into the swim of things. Can’t do it tomorrow, because I have a doctor’s appointment. I won’t even try to list my symptoms. I’ll try to post one or two things tomorrow, but Thursday will be my actual comeback date.
If I haven’t been whisked off to the hospital…
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=revive+us+again+minstrelcraft
Well, suddenly I can’t post videos or pictures. I could last night. Now I can’t. Please let me know if you can see or hear anything. It’s supposed to be Revive Us Again. Here the only thing I can see is a line of text.
Technology always lets you down.
(I wonder… Will it work now? Let’s see…)
Hooray! Hurrah! We’re back in business! Thank you, Lord!
Fingers crossed, here goes:
We have liftoff! It doesn’t work on the big new computer, of course: just on this little laptop. So here’s a dog who’s showing us a good time. Maybe some of us should try zoomies. (It only hurts when I laugh.)
So tomorrow the guy’s supposed to come and fix our main computer. The last time we had a Verizon repairman, some years ago, he just gave up and walked away.
Enjoy the jolly dog.
Well, ain’t that swell? Now it won’t let me post any pictures.
Our computer conked out this morning, and we spent well over an hour trying to get someone to come and put it to rights. That’s supposed to happen tomorrow. Meanwhile, late this afternoon, it decided to start working again. Sort of.
I’ll try images and videos after supper. Maybe that’ll work by then.
To all of you who visited this blog anyway, regardless of our trouble–thank you, and a big hug!
(Nope–still no picture.)
Well, the big computer’s working now, but my laptop (I do most of my work on the laptop) has been kicked off the Internet and we will need a tech guy to get it back into use. To me it’s all gibberish.
*Sigh* No Joe Collidge, no Byron’s TV Listings, no Oy,Rodney–I enjoy writing those, I save them for the weekend, and this time, no can do. If I plug them in during the week, people will complain. So I guess tomorrow, if this machine is still working, I’d better get back into the nooze business.
Quick flash: SloJo doesn’t blink while he’s talking at the teleprompter. This lends credence to rumors that he is a zombie.
Which will snap first–the frail twig with the chameleon climbing it, or my Internet connection?
Bad year for this blog. First they cut my viewership in half: Big Tech algorithms at work, censoring Christians and conservatives. Then the whole thing goes kablooey, as of last Thursday–no net, no email, no YouTube, no nothin’. We had the tech guy here yesterday: he figured out Verizon was lying, it was some kind of big promble at their end.
Oh–and we couldn’t read any nooze or watch any nooze, either. Maybe that was a blessing in disguise. Elder Mike has been after me to take a vacation. I don’t think it counts as a real vacation when you’re forced to take it. I’d give just about anything to be sitting on the dock, fishing. But dream on.
Although I have not been able to work for several days, I find it makes me very tired! Why is that?
I also find I miss you, my readers.
I will keep you posted… if that’s possible.
It took an hour and a half yesterday to pry out of Verizon that the reason we had no Internet access was a problem at their end, not ours: some kind of “outage” somewhere. So far unable to solve it, they sought refuge in a lie: “It must be your modem.”
So now I’m stuck (using the other computer: it’ll probably be without the Internet a couple of minutes from now) and I have lost ALMOST all my readership. Thirteen views. Hot-cha-whoopee. Not that there’s been anything much to view!
I had managed to post some tens of thousands of days in a row, and that streak’s snapped now. I do seem to be learning a lesson, though.
*Nothing works.
*When confronted with a problem, lie.
Anyway, we have not cleared up our Internet problems yet and I don’t know when Verizon will clean up this mess.
Let’s see if I can post a hymn before the whole thing shuts down again.
Is he starting to look like Freddy Krueger?
I have to hustle because this computer has been non-functional all day, up to now.
So let’s go to the movies–not.
I love movies, but I don’t love bad movies. Why are there so many of them?
(Hurry up and post it!)
Our computers are a mess today and anything I get posted is strictly against the odds.
When the Saints Go Marching In, performed by Louis Armstrong and… Danny Kaye?
Well, anyone can sing a hymn. And this is the hymn I feel like I need just now.
Yesterday it was the computer hutch breaking into pieces, it’s now propped up by a book, and it seems that these items of furniture now are too large to fit into the space we have available. Today the blinkin’ laptop doesn’t work.
I want my dreams! I want my dreams!
After a while, dealing with Nothing Works starts to break me down. Like, as soon as the WordPress problems ease up on me–don’t be fooled: they’re only muscling up to pounce again–the computers themselves grab torches and pitchforks and try to overthrow my reason.
I cannot say why I got out of bed this morning.