Yahoo!Mail. See this note. Wow, the spam filter is really acting up. A lot of legitimate e-mail I should have been receiving in my "in-box" ended up in my spam folder, and now a lot of my spam mail, that regularly ends up in the spam folder, is showing up in my in-box. I'll have to talk to Sophia -- see if she has been messing around with my settings. LOL.
Sophia: I've always had a fairly "strong" password on my mobile devices but about six months ago, I changed my password on my laptop computers (two) and my iPad to a very, very simple password that Sophia could easily master. So, one wonders what she has been up to. LOL.
Sophia: by the way, it is amazing how much the human brain fixates on numbers. How good the human brain is when it comes to numbers. Remember the old telephone numbers: area code plus seven numbers. I say "old" because most folks have their important numbers on speed dial or emojjied and can't recall any phone numbers any more. I'm pretty sure millennials are not even aware telephone numbers exist. They say AT&T chose "seven numbers because that was the most numbers the average human brain could remember. [Before that, it as "alpha-numeric" as in Greenfield-6072, or GR-6072; and, of course, before that it was "party lines," and before that it was, "Betty Sue, get me the police department."] What a digression. What I was going to say: Sophia knows the four-digit and the six-digit code to my iPhone and iPad. She knows the four-digit code to our back gate at the apartment complex. She knows the four-digit post office box number. I've taught her none of this stuff; she simply watches what I do and remembers those numbers that give her access to important things in life. LOL.
Covid-19: by the way, this fixation on numbers explains a lot of the Covid-19 fascination. And, of course, TDS, explains a lot also.
Speaking of numbers, still my favorite: fact-checked by Brian Williams, Rachel Madcow, and the NYT editorial board.
By the way, Brian Williams could claim he knew this all along, simply stringing his guest out -- he, the straight man; she, the comedienne.
NFL: so was there a Thursday night football game?
Oh, this is hilarious. Are you kidding me? Yes, there was a game.
Americans -- well, at least some of them -- are starved for sports, live
sports, anything, even corn-bag tossing. And what does NFL offer us in
"week 2 of 17?" Is this correct? Did this really happen or is this an
old screenshot? I googled "NFL last night" and this pops up: Cincinnati
Bengals, 30 - Cleveland Browns, 35. I was unaware that either of those two
teams was even still around. I have to admit that when I was about
twelve years old I had one of those electric football games -- the ones
where the platform vibrates and little plastic men move downfield -- and
my favorite helmet was the Cleveland Browns. Wow, what a digression. [Our family had no money in those days; how my mother could have afforded that game for me for Christmas is beyond me. Even knowing that I wanted that is even stranger. What a great mother I had. Wow.]
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