Some months back, I decided to switch my Facebook password to something I didn't know to lock myself out. (I kept an encrypted copy "in case", but could also have used a password reset if need be.)
Would have guessed three or four months since. Today I got around to properly deactivating the account. Clicking around to look for the option, I noticed the password had last been updated seven months ago. Guess I didn't miss it so much after all!
Anyway, I'd overcome concerns that deactivating a FB account might increase distance between myself and my family / friends / community.
On the way to a few quick errands and the playground this afternoon, the boys and I spied an elderly gent making his way from Fea Street down Pine Hill Road with the aid of a cane. We circled back and offered a lift.
Maurice was on his way to see his wife in Ross Home, telling us that he visited her daily, normally driving. Today the ignition key hadn't worked; he'd started walking instead. It's not an easy hill.
With the 70th anniversary of El Alamein coming, and two RSA badges on this serviceman's suit, I was reminded of our parents parents and the sacrifices made so many years ago.
Works right out of the box on 12.04. Delighted.
TBH I was expecting a little more rigmarole! On OSX there's a funny little app from Telecom, and similar tools from Voda when you're using sticks with their brand on it.
On Ubuntu, right there in the status bar network menu there's a mobile internet option, and it prompts for your country and mobile network.
Only oddball part was prompting me for one of four Telecom plans for that prepay SIM to select the APN - the right answer was internet.telecom.co.nz which is "Internet with Firewall" or something in the options.
An article from Pearsons 1901 about how to protect yourself on a cycle. From highwaymen.
On Thursday, 17 February 2011 at 3:05 PM, Susie Burgess wrote:
> What I would like to know is the meaning re the duck?!!
Actually I've hijacked a moment in time from James's life with that. I was only watching :)
When we lived in Paparimu, we got some young goslings, and James may have chased them around the yard.
Then they grew up into geese. And they remembered.
the boys like to whirl each other on the rounding chair
sometimes they talk me into helping too
Intervention! HadTried to stop a team of colleagues emailing "a few" people about how cool it was that San Suu Kyi was "not phased" about her 15 years in jail.
(That creepy green guy in the background is in for a surprise, though.)
a bus, two cars and a bicycle meet at an intersection.
The story is told of a rabbi whose disciples were debating the question of when precisely “daylight” commenced.
“It is when one can see the difference between a sheep and a goat at a distance.”
“It is when you can see the difference between a fig tree and an olive tree at a distance.”
And so it went on. When they eventually asked the rabbi for his view, he said:
Plot summary of “This is Not My Life”, future drama on TV1.
My major concern about living in such a future is that you cannot slam an automatic door.