Breaking rambles
I wish I could travel back in time.
Though maybe that should be forward, as if I went back I would have to live the last month or so all over again. I wouldn’t want to do that.
A couple of months ago everything was fine. Some would have said my life was monotonous or even boring but I would have described it as comfortable, regular and cosy. But then the Universe shivered, or something and suddenly all sorts of things started happening, and few if any were pleasant.
It started quietly enough when my email suddenly and apparently became the target for every fucking spammer on the planet. Now this was trivial enough and I got used to deleting hundreds of mails every day, but it was the suddenness of the deluge that surprised me. And no, I don’t want a fucking $50 prize or bonus or whatever-the-fuck from Amazon.
Next the Family War broke out. That was a lot more serious of course and unfortunately that doesn’t have a Delete button. Over the weeks it has escalated into a full blown nuclear war, with the United Nations, NATO and The World Horseshoe Throwing Federation all involved. Frankly it makes those to idiots in America and Korea look like a couple of squabbling schoolkids [“Nyaa,nyaa! My rocket is bigger than your rocket!”].
The strangeness continued this morning. I was out of milk so a quick drive to the village was in order. I did my usual stunt of pissing down the road and swinging around the sharp bend only to find the tail end of a traffic jam blocking the road. This is strangeness indeed, as it has never happened before. There is no reason for traffic to be stopped there, but stopped it was. I stood on the brakes and stopped about three millimetres from the car in front. I then had to sit waiting for the next car to come flying around that bend knowing he or she wouldn’t have a prayer of stopping in time. But after about a minute, the traffic started to move again. No reason. No indication whatsoever as to why all the cars had stopped. Weird.
I got home and decided to check the post. I knew there was something there because the dog had barked at the postman and had woken me up at an ungodly hour.
There were two very large envelopes. The first was from Social Welfare. They had written a while back demanding all sorts of information about banks and other shit and I had sent them a massive load of printouts. This morning’s envelope was full of my printouts with the original letter they had sent. There was no included note as to why they had sent the lot, so I examined the pile and discovered there was one little box I hadn’t ticked. For fuck’s sake! Now I have to send the whole lot back again.
The other large envelope was addressed to me personally and even included my post code which I never use. It was from Australia. It was heavy. There was a note on the reverse side –
Sender: Headrambles.com Appreciation Society [Australian Chapter].
Wow! I didn’t know there was a Headrambles.com Appreciation Society, let alone a chapter in Australia.
It contained a magazine and a postcard. The first cheerful thing to come through the letterbox in months. I appreciate that and shall read the magazine from cover to cover. It will make a pleasant change from warring factions and the petty irritations in my current life.
Thanks Darryl!
“It contained a magazine”
Absolutely filthy, one hopes, and not just geek porn (‘We strip down the hottest server blades’, ‘get the inside scoop on Red Twat Cuntus 2.3’)?
Very definitely NSFW. It turned my floppy into a hard drive.
That one, unlike us, never gets old does it?
Actually, it will get old. How many of the modern generation have even heard of a floppy?
You say that but Fisher Price still sell an awful lot of those pull along telephones that we all had as kids and how many kids today even know what a ‘real’ telephone with a dial and cables actually looks like?
As to the spammage, I found letting Gmail run my domain emails pretty much sorted out the spam. Infact as awful as gmail is their spam filters are very very good…sometimes a bit too good.
Only downside to it is that if I want to move my domains to a cheaper host (I keep toying with the idea as Heistgrater gets more shite and expensive each year), I have to practice the dark arcane arts of MX…
I have a Gmail account but only really use it for anything Google-wise. I avoid them where possible, just as I avoid Mickeysoft.
Normally my spam is minimal, but something broke and it all just flooded in again. I think it was more of a local thing so I have given Thunderbird a thrashing and told it to behave itself.
If you’re looking for a hoster, I might know of one or two I could recommend……..
Funnily enough, after posting that comment I finally went and checked out some outfit called ‘BlockedKnight’ (?) in Carlow, an outfit that some itinerant Irish blogger had mentioned once to me.
You been fiddling again?
https://s26.postimg.org/so38hysjt/no.mscrib.headrambles.png
You should go with the crowd that host this site. Brilliant service!
And I haven’t been mucking with anything. Possibly a [very] temporary glitch between here and Scriblerus… It works for me every time.
No wucken furries GD. Wasn’t sure it would even make it.
Darren? Seems my scrawl is still hard to read. lol.
Fuck! Sorry Darryl. It just goes to show the distracted state of mind.
I still have MS-DOS 6.2 on disk, Windows 3.11 for workgroups, and Windows 95 on disk. I also have a very old 486/66 that I fire up every once in a while. You have to kick it to get the hard drive to spin up! 🙂
Family is our greatest strength and our greatest weakness at the same time.
Not sure I hold with all that fancy modern stuff, I still have one of those ‘laptops’ from Terminator 2 that allows you to rob ATMs!
A while ago I installed DOS 6.2 and Windows 3.1 on a virtual machine. Great fun and it brought back a lot of memories. Under 15Mb for the whole lot! Compare that to the multi-Gigabyte stuff of nowadays!