I'm Back
I got lost in space ... sort of.
Signing on today, five days after I last signed on having immersed myself in other focus, I got this crap from Google:
Google Pricks
What's Google doing?
Is this some censorship ploy?
As I got into Blogger on first shot, there's either been an intrusion attempt, or this is an automated Google potential censorship strategy of the demand-a-phone-number kind, much like Twitter's.
Whatever this is, it's left me feeling agitated and inclined to sign up to Russia's VK (V Kontakte) to get away from being harassed and spied on by Google.
Migrating is annoying, but making some provision beats finding you're locked out of a workspace and it beats giving Google a phone number (I think ... I've got a hang-up about that). I feel I'd rather let the Russians have it. If I must be spied on, let the Russians spy on me. ;)
Not sure what to do about this space. Hoping I don't get locked out.
If there's suddenly no further posts here, it's not because this has been abandoned it's because I have been locked out.
If I could do a mass delete and leave bare bones and notification of where I've migrated to next (if I find anywhere), that would be preferred. But ... Blogger doesn't have a bulk delete command, although I can delete this entire thing in one shot (which means losing everything, including the URL, which I'm not keen to do just yet).
It wouldn't take me much to jump on some other space and get things happening to my satisfaction quickly.
Signed onto VK. Took me forever to figure how to punch in my phone number. It doesn't get any more simple than that. Don't know what I was doing wrong. Then I made it complicated looking for carrier codes particulars. But that's the first digits of the mobile number (dropping the zeros).
Not really keen on handing over a number. Almost feel like I've been raped by VK. But it's either VK rape or Google rape, I guess. I chose VK rape, as an act of defiance. LOL
Not sure why I'm so angsty about this; the phone's not even in my name. OMG, I'm so disorganised. Name chosen for this blog was well chosen. Half the time I can't even find my things ... like normal things: car keys ... my phone ... still don't know how to use the new house phone ... and most days I don't know what day it is; but I know useless politics and associated trivia.
VK expect registrations in real names (or, obviously, something that sounds like a real name).
As there's no 'real name' sounding name I'm interested in using, my fake name #2 is going to VK moderators before I can use the service ... which I really don't know anything about.
Cancelled the moderation request, in the hope that I can get away with using my even more fake name first selection (that wasn't knocked back).
Loaded my groovy pic. Blocked broadcast of my fake birthdate.
Wow, I've got a 'friend' already. It makes a funny clicking noise to let you know you've been followed.
Not sure what to do with my friend: accept as friend or leave as follower? Accepted as 'friend'. But the categories don't allow for whatever you may want to designate 'friend', and none of them match what this is: stranger. So, I've just left it at that. My new-found 'friend' is without a category.
VK does not require an e-mail address, but I have chosen to create an e-mail addy specifically associated with VK, and have now entered that into VK. Only problem is, I'll never remember my passwords, e-mails and handles. Wish I wasn't so reluctant to centralise and duplicate, because it would make record keeping easier. I'm really slack with that. But I'm slack with everything. I've got a million pointless printouts, notes and scraps of paper all over the place, from back when I was in some manic politics news 'studying' mode and since, and I still haven't got rid of all my useless rubbish. ;)
Received VK notification in my new inbox and have hit the confirm button.
Well, it looks like I'm good to go. I've got it set up for a number of different types of notices (by default), and I think that might be going overboard. As I don't know what I'm doing, I'm going to let it be and work it out as I go along.
VK has networking ('communities'), photos, video, audio and games.
Games is definitely out for me. I don't play anything, ever. The rest sounds cool. But I'm more into blogging than chatting, so I might have to hunt around for Russian blogging.
Found a photo of Putin ... he looks just how I like him: stern
Hello, Russia!
Feeling my way around, I've accidentally set up a community. Oops. Now I can't get rid of it. There doesn't seem to be a button for deletion of the 'community'. It's not something I need, when I've got my personal 'community' space and can just as well do my thing from that.
It's making me nuts having the unwanted 'community' I've created just hanging there. I want to get rid of it. Looks like I'm stuck with the space. Can't find a way to get rid of it.
I've chain-smoked indoors again. I'm going to get caught out. It smells shocking in here. Incense might help.
Wish Russia would buy out Google and take over Blogger. It's my comfort zone here. Guess that's not going to happen.
Clicked on 'articles'. It's Western MSM, mainly American.
Boris Johnson's cat Palmerston kicked out of Theresa May's residence after sneaking in, reports NBC.
Good to see they're reporting on the important things, while ignoring trivia like reporter arrested by totalitarian American police at Philadelphia DNC event; protesters making their displeasure felt at DNC; the dirty, dirty politics and underhand tricks of the Democrats.
Clicked on games. There's loads of games. Different categories. Might give that a miss.
Listening to 'Love Will Tear Us Apart' on VK. Added to my music. Nice.
Still playing with my space on VK. Don't really know what I'm doing. Listening to Pink Floyd now.
The audio is really nice on VK. Very clear.
Might have to stop for a while, tidy and throw together something to eat. Had a craving for macaroni and cheese, with maybe some bacon and with a pesto or something. That sounds good to me, but I'm not sure how that translates in real terms. It's my craving.
*LOL: I got caught smoking indoors. Response was: "It's not as you've chain-smoked in here; you've just had one."
Ummmm, there was one in the improvised ashtray, but I've had more than that ... but I didn't say. :)
Found what I consider a VK security flaw.
VK gives an automated email notification that your account has been accessed from 'X' Browser in 'X' country location.
Think I'm getting that because my location is set to Moscow.
RIGHT-CLICK, 'LEFT TAB'
Yuk! This is the worst meal I have cooked and eaten in a long time. It was revolting.
We have parsley growing in the garden, and I asked for some to be picked ... but I got a bunch of parsley so fibrous that even a cow would find chewing hard going. It was like plastic. And so was the bacon. I don't know what was with the bacon, but there was hard 'plastic' bits that I had to spit out. Had to have a beer after this. Now I feel like another one. And I don't even drink. LOL
Typing 'cow' got me thinking about cows. Poor cows. It's disgusting that we murder animals to eat, when we have other options: animals that live in captivity and animals that are farmed intensively, purely for profit, and then sadistically destroyed.
Humans are vile. I think I prefer cows. I just have to figure out how not to eat them ... or bacon. I don't eat much meat and when I do I usually don't think about it. But every now and then I feel enormously guilty.
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