Wordless Wednesday: September 9th, 2020
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When my site crashes, it’s like third baby crashing.
categories: blog maintenance, personal; word count: 328 words
Another thing that I didn’t mention in here was that last month, for the better part of one evening and… through the following night, my site actually crashed. Part of this was due to my site’s host, although they were good about letting me know this when I submitted a ticket. For some strange reason, the other part of this was due to my SSL, which I was able to fix the following morning once my site’s hosting came back up. In the interim, it was like my third child had crashed, though. However, I attribute it to the nortriptyline that my neurologist has me on for migraine prophylaxis that I was more mellowed out about it than I would otherwise have been — at the very least, my blog crashing for several hours would have upset me more than it actually did (and I mean, it did bother me that my site was down for roughly twelve hours, but it didn’t distress me). But at any rate, I do have some really nice SSL going for my blog now due to it, which is good.
I think it would actually bother me more if Instagram crashed for a long time, because for all intents and purposes I should be the world record holder for most pictures taken on it (116,000 and counting… and yes, that is how many pictures I’ve actually taken on there). My account there is private right now, though I would be willing to open it up and keep it open if that would allow me to actually get the world record for that, heh.
Since I’ve been uploading most of my Facebook videos to our YouTube account, who knows though… maybe I’ll inadvertently get the world record for most videos posted over there since all of those have to be public by default. I might trip and fall myself into a world record. It’ll happen before I know it. At some point it has to.
Music Monday: September 7th, 2020
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Daft Punk’s “Voyager” has been my jam for so long I don’t even know when I started to like it.
That is seriously how long I have liked this song. For all I know, I could have begun to like it in high school.
So that I don’t actually forget to mention this…
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When I got my economic stimulus payment, I was one of the individuals who did not get “dependent pay”.
I figured that I would be one of the ones “screwed over” by the current administration and IRS, left it at that, was thankful that I had even gotten paid to begin with since it had been months since I had filled out the Non-Filer form and gotten that automated approval e-mail from the IRS, and went on my way spending it.
So imagine how surprised I was to wake up one morning and find out that I had gotten my dependent pay.
Several days later, I began to see news agencies covering it. Apparently I was part of a “programming glitch” that omitted all dependent pay from those who got their economic stimulus payments, and that had been rectified so that those individuals got the dependent pay that they were supposed to get when their initial economic stimulus payment was issued. Again, being extremely thankful that I had even gotten my initial economic stimulus payment in the first place, I began to spend it on some of the things that I had not been able to afford or would have had to save up for months for since it was actually there. I began to do some Christmas shopping with it, knowing that if I began to get that out of the way (or as much of that as I could out of the way with what had been disbursed to me), I could buy Bub and Monster some nice things over the remainder of the year with their regular sources of income. Some of my friends joke that I start birthday shopping and Christmas shopping earlier than most people to begin with, so I mean… why not?