151018 Crashed

What is it about me and hard drives? Decades ago, I learned to keep all my data on removable media, so nothing but my time was lost. Ugh. Got the computer back yesterday, but I still haven't tracked down all the programs I need. I just moved, so they're simply somewhere safe. ha, ha-ha, ha...

150630 Last Day

Today, the PO Box keys go back to the postmaster. It's a small town, so she'll ask where I'm going and we'll talk awhile. Then, everyone will know that I'm gone. I won't even need to announce it on Facebook. ;) Then, I'll go to the bank. With electronic banking, I can keep my small town bank, but I'll miss the face to face service. Maybe, I can switch to Frost. They also have a reputation for service.

My younger daughter, whom I shall refer to as "Agent M" until she passes 18, will join me in the move. She and I plan to check out a rental today. The elder will be transferring to her best friend's apartment. Some of us still call her by her code name of "Moon".

Why the code names? I started programming in 1976. At that time, there was no Internet, but there was an intranet. Learning security started back then. We chose user names because they were short and used less memory. In those days, a few characters did make a difference. (This is one of the reasons that Y2K was important.) In the early 1990s, the very first Internet-based child predator showed up on AOL. My first child was born shortly afterwards. I was so concerned with security, that I became expert at it. I drilled it into my children. Advise on Internet security that one can find on some popular sites is terribly wimpy. Go to komando.com instead. I've been using methods similar to hers since the last century.

I've been somewhat lazy about checking my blood glucose. This may be because the menus have been recorded. I can do only so much! This morning, my bg was 95. :D The low-carb diet pays off again!

130930 Sometimes I Wonder...

Sometimes, Blogspot hides all my contacts and the blogs I follow. This can be annoying. Viewing my blog, then trying again usually brings them back, but why was it done in the first place?

130813 Back Online

None of these labels have been used before. How about that.

Car:
On August 4th, I went to the grocery store, and when I tried to leave, a huge SUV backed into my car and hit the only non-vital section. I didn't even need to fix it, but did want to know if it would hurt the drivability of it. Turns out, the main cost will be the paint job. Today, August 13, his insurance finally made a determination and will pay for the repairs. God is good and I am thankful.

Computer:
As some know, my Internet inconveniently quit working at the same time my car was hit. The computer wasn't even there! I fussed with it for a week, then took the machine and the air card to the T-Mobile store to see if they could do something. They did what I had been trying, and it worked the first time. Typical. The problem, however, is that my computer erased my old sign in account, and took the rights to all my files with it. I cannot access my documents. A friend may be able to help later today. The Ask.com, Google Answers, and the Microsoft forms could not.

Rabbits:
Finally, rabbits. We have baby bunnies, and they are cute. Baby bunnies, however, grow up to be adult rabbits. When we bought these things as babies, we though we were getting two females. Moon named hers Sylph, and I named mine Dynamite. A sylph is a mythological female being. Sylph looked odd to me. She was quite large. That rabbit was also highly aggressive, and picked on Boy Bunny, who was rather small.. One day, I thought I saw something bad under her hind legs, so I flipped her over. Oops. A name change, and separation were in order.

Everything made sense to me. Size, aggression, and the shape of the head match match the look and behavior of males. He was also trying to kill the smaller male. I broke the news to Moon, and told her that we had renamed her rabbit.

"Destroyer of Worlds?" she asked.
"No, but that's better that what we called him."
"What did you call him?"
"Meany Butt."

So, Destroyer of Worlds needs a new home. He is a 'people bunny', which means that he plays well with humans, but can't be trusted with other rabbits. He likes to run, but waits patiently in his cage. Timothy Hay and pellets are his standard fare, but he loves the occasional carrot or stalk of celery. My pictures are always fuzzy and incoherent, but he is a good-looking lop with thick white fur, grey ears, and a grey mustashe.