Got wind today of a breach on a non-Wordpress site of mine … stinky little spammers. This site was set up by the pre-brain-haemorrhage-me and I no longer have all that html gubbins in my brain. (Not that there was very much in the first place). I’d have to learn all about it again. … Which is truly ironic as only about an hour before this news I’d been commenting that the up-side of all the stuff I do on the computer may be that one day I’ll pop me clogs with the body of a ninety year old but the brain equivalent of Zola Budd.
Here…while I’m licking my wounds and wondering how the hell I’m going to sort out this current mess, cue the elevator music and a pretty pink picture…
Art:Rene Gruau
Art:Rene Gruau
Everything I wrote didn’t get posted as it wanted my password even though told to remember me. I do that because I forget! Talk about brains!
Argh…all this password stuff is frustrating isn’t it?. I’ve now got into the habit, with Blogger, of copying any comment I make before hitting the ‘Post’ button. That way, if (usually *when*) it deletes everything I just wrote, I can just paste my comment again (… and again?)! Of course all this security relates to exactly the kind of stuff I wrote above …stinky little spammers.
How beautiful this is!
Thanks Lisa!