Thingy

  I don't know a lot about computers and technology. In my day you had to use a phone to connect to your computer which took up half a room because they were so big. I never really had use for them until a friend gave me his old computer. Then, I was hooked. When I walked into our local Internet service center, my first question was, "Does this come with Google or do I have to pay to get that?" My daughter got sick of me asking questions so I learned as I went along. I know YouTube was a big deal for me. It was magical. Lolcats and Myspace- wow! Then came Topix and Blogger. The only game I ever played was the rice game which is so fun and helps by donating rice to developing communities. I also found computer generated art apps, which I still use, as you can see. There are things I refuse to use such as the QR code. I'm sure eventually I will need to use it but I'm trying to limit my use on the Internet, not add to it. The thing is, I try. I try to learn new thin...

  Well, well, well...  is little Lauren Boebert pitching for the other team? Word is she's allegedly been working the staff overtime. Is this such a surprise, folks? There's a reason there are stereotypes and Lauren fits the Daisy Dukes. You can take the girl out of the double wide but she'll park it on Capitol Hill.  I didn't grow up in a trailer park although we had neighbors who would have fit right in. I have written about our neighbors down the road who played Elvis at jet decibels and rolled their own tobaccy. You could always count on a lint covered popcorn ball on Halloween from them. The other family lived a little further down the road. There was always ten vehicles in the driveway, most on blocks with no wheels. They had at least four mean eyed dogs that would eat you if you got too close but they were chained to a tree. There was, Earl, Floyd, Boyd, Roy and Mavis- not the dogs, but the humans. If you have ever seen the movie, 'To Kill a Mockingbird,...

  I use Google as my search engine. I've tried other apps like Bing and Opera but I feel tied to Google because it's got all my passwords and viral information, so it's like being held hostage. And, I don't like changes of any kind. I'm still at the same bank I've had for years, although I'd have to drive 90 minutes if I ever needed to do a walk-in.  Yeah, I don't like change. And yet... lately I'm quite annoyed with Google's AI getting in my face. I ask a lot of questions on the Internet and although I doubt I'd go to prison for using AI's feedback regarding my questions as valid research, I like to be as accurate as possible. It's not only AI in my face like an unwanted little sibling, the real information seems to be getting harder to find. I wrote a post about a book I liked and sure enough AI gave me a completely made up version of the book. It's bullshit and annoying, which makes me wonder how any person in any official offi...

  Warning! This  story is not for the faint of heart or the squeamish type. It's about poop and how one handles a very bad situation in public. I saw a blip of this the other day but ignored it because I had other things on my mind, but then I noticed the pooper apologized for pooping and running and doing both because they obviously were taught you never quit, even as poop runs down your legs. In this case, the incident happened during a race which was taking place in China and this time it happened to a woman. I remember years ago seeing a photo of a male runner running through the streets as onlookers were aghast by the pooping running man.  What's with y'all? Is it really that important to stay in a race to win whilst bodily functions are amiss? In hindsight (pun intended) the athlete says she probably should have ended her race but she was winning, and she did win. I'm sure those behind her lagged a bit after things started happening. I don't recommend it to be...

  I love this story. It reminds me of the French who fought in the resistance against Hitler and fascism. I can't say for certain who these geniuses are but they know a weak spot when they saw it and are poking it with cherry pie and eye candy. A Maga man's kryptonite is the maga woman, well the one they dream about, not the fat, sweaty, tattooed, cigarette smoking woman they married. They want the obedient, high heeled, pearl necklace dressed lady who is fantastic in the kitchen and in the sack. They want that double wide shaking, if ya know what I mean. We can assume a lot of magats have applied to be an ICE agent. It's another dream, this one doable because you can rape chickens, beat yer loved ones and still be an agent, as long as you can aim and shoot and by golly these boys have hunting skills. Oddly, they seem to have trouble finding the woman who will complement their lifestyle so they are resorting to looking online in the traditional wives section. Pickings were...

  "If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor." - Desmond Tutu. It's very clear now regarding Bibi Netenyahu's agenda. He wants the Palestinians to be wiped off the face of the earth. I don't need to remind you the irony behind this egregious act against humanity. He is no longer seeking justice for what happened on October 7th. He and Hitler could have a chat about the ways to murder innocents. We cannot remain silent although some wish we would just shut up so they can pretend life is all good. Ed Sheeran doesn't want to hear about murdered children. He just wants to play music for the people who paid good money to see him. I read his statement where he tried to defend his decision to remain neutral as his band mates walked away. He refuses to take any accountability as his fellow musicians were fired because they decided to speak out against the atrocities happening right before us.  In my opinion anyone who cho...