As mentioned previously, I closed my Twitter account the other day after it got hacked. The very next morning, there was an e-mail from Twitter in my in-box notifying me that I had reactivated my account. I did no such thing, but some halfwit did. Sure enough, somebody had made a new tweet under my name. I deleted it, and the next one, and have changed my password two more times since then. I'm leaving it alone for another day or two to see if they can still access my account, and then I'm going to kill it again and hope it stays dead this time. If there's some way to complain to Twitter, I'll be damned if I can find it. Referring me to a bunch of stupid articles about changing my password, yada-yada, does not do it for me.
Anyway ... it's Friday. TGIF!
Do your Blogthing and then go have an excellent weekend. As for mine, I like Rowlf. I cannot, however, play the piano. Ironically, Beethoven was my first husband's nickname. Strange.
You Are Rowlf the Dog |
 Mellow and serious, you enjoy time alone cultivating your talents. You're a cool dog, and you always present a relaxed vibe. A talented pianist, you can play almost anything - especially songs by Beethoven. "My bark is worse than my bite, and my piano playing beats 'em both." |
8 comments:
I hope the Twitter problem is fixed by now, Serena. How frustrating! I'd be as cranky as hell over it, that's for sure!
Have a good weekend.
I think I'm one of the old curmudgeon muppets in the balcony...
So far, so good, Lee. It did make me cranky as hell, so hopefully it's over.:)
I doubt you're a curmudgeon, Skunk.:)
I didn't even know you had a Twitter account. Un momento ... I just remembered that I have a Twitter account. I'd better check it. For all I know, "I've" been using it to stalk Jody Foster.
And just for the record, I've been known to tinkle on the ivories. But I refuse to be called Mozart if we ever marry, so you'll have to go with a different theme.
I didn't even know you had a Twitter account. Un momento ... I just remembered that I have a Twitter account. I'd better check it. For all I know, "I've" been using it to stalk Jody Foster.
And just for the record, I've been known to tinkle on the ivories. But I refuse to be called Mozart if we ever marry, so you'll have to go with a different theme.
And your second husband was named Amadeus?
Alert: the second comment which appears to be from me, and which also appears to be identical to the first comment, is a forgery. It seems that I too have been compromised! So as a precaution, only trust every odd numbered comment from me until further notice (unless the notice is in an even-numbered comment).
Math is not my forte, Pugsley. Odd minus even plus another odd, and it's okay? Sheesh. Thank God you're not a.k.a. Mozart. Then I'd really be confused.;)
No, indeed, Mr. G-man! Had that been the case, he would never have made it as #2. Can't you just hear me yelling, "Yo, Amadeus -- dinner!":)
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