PASSWORD DENIAL SYNDROME

 Scruffy today

looking innocent

even though she's the Tasmanian Devil

Access isn't easy

I couldn't access my AOL account this morning because I was informed that "unusual" or "suspicious" activity was detected (whatever that means). They advised me to change my password. I changed my password. Still couldn't access account. I changed the password a second time. No deal. I changed it a third time. The third was the charm. I finally got in.

I couldn't access my Pinterest account yesterday because I hadn't used it in a year. Invalid password. Kept trying....over and over........and over.......finally it worked. Access granted!!! Tried to access again tonight. Password denied. Same ol' crap.

Weary of password denial syndrome, I said "TO HELL WITH IT!" (and a few other choice obscenities). I opened a new Pinterest account under a fictitious name. Lost all my photos on the old account.

Google Overdose

Somehow - long ago in the distant past when I didn't know what I was doing - I got two Google accounts, and then a third one inexplicably showed up with a Google email address that I never use. These three accounts cause mass confusion whenever I attempt to access anything.

Jon, you can now combine all of your Google accounts into one easily accessible account.

Bullshit. I tried doing that and it doesn't work.

AND if I ever tried to delete any of my Google accounts I'll risk losing my blog and/or my YouTube channel. It's bad enough that I lost all my accumulated Pinterest stuff.

Never begin a sentence with a conjunction, Jon.

Hey - - how would you like a conjunction shoved up your.......

Ouch! That could be painful. 

So, now whenever I try to access my YouTube account, I have to first sign out of one Google account and sign into another.

Then, in order to access my blog, I have to sign out of the YouTube Google account and sign into TWO (count 'em) different Google accounts.

This is nothing new. I've been having to do it for years. But it's finally taking a toll. I'm sitting here quivering like a spastic colon.

I see passwords in my nightmares. And I wake up in a cold sweat just before getting access.

 Bosco enjoying my bedroom window

spooky eyes due to camera flash

Concerning my previous blog post:

I was initially worried that a list of 50 things about myself would be too long and too self-indulgent. After I wrote it, however, I immediately thought of a lot more things. I could have very easily listed 50 more.

Heck, I'm more interesting than I thought.

Scratch (Kitzee)

enjoying her favorite spot in the living room

(there is a screen on the window but it's so light that you can't see it) 

What about the weather?

I never saw more rain in my entire life. It rains constantly. Sunny days are so rare that the situation is starting to depress the hell out of me.

An incredible deluge this afternoon. To say that it POURED would be an understatement. Naturally, I'd left the car window open. Had to run outside to close it. Got completely drenched in less than a minute. Had to peel off my sopping clothes and then dry off with a towel.

Did I mention the mosquitoes?

A quick lunch

leftover hot dogs, tomatoes, & onion

plenty of pepper & salt

     Who the heck would be dumb enough to take a photo of their lunch??

Stay tuned for an upcoming announcement.

Am I getting married?
Hell, no.

Am I leaving Tennessee?
Not a chance.
Well, not yet, anyway........ 


Actually, it's not anything spectacular. Don't get too excited.





 

PRIVACY, PORN, PROBABLE PRECIPITATION

I took this in my back yard

with my cell phone a few minutes ago.

It's just starting to get light.

This is not going to be one of my usual blog posts - filled with wit, charm, humor, and unending interest. Instead, I'm going to ramble aimlessly in no discernible direction - saying whatever pops into my mind.

Hey, Jon - we thought that ALL your blog posts ramble aimlessly, with no discernable direction.

Well, then you haven't been reading them carefully.

First off, here's a private message to sweet Brian.
Congratulations! Your recent efforts to solve my mystery would make Hercule Poirot proud (let's keep it our secret).

I usually don't leave private messages on a public blog, but what the heck.....

Is privacy a thing of the past?

Speaking of mysteries and privacy, I recently happened to visit my Google profile - which I haven't visited in at least five years (I hate the entire concept of "profiles"). I was alarmed to see that my full name is listed. I never intended that to happen (must have been drunk or something). I was even more horrified to see that my profile has over 16,121,015 views (I'm not kidding).
This must mean that 16,121,015 people know my real name. Slightly unnerving.

Question: who the hell are these people, and why the interest in me? Heck, I can't even get ten people to read my damn blog.

Jon, you always claim that you're a very private person - and yet you have a very public blog. What gives?

Don't try to get cute with me. I'm undoubtedly an armchair exhibitionist. There's no known cure.

Yesterday, on a mere whim, I Googled my name and came up with something extraordinary.There is a gay porn star with my exact name, and he makes films in Budapest. No lie.

 Upon further research I discovered that this dude isn't Hungarian. He was born in America and is of Latin descent.
Just for the record, I don't think he's even remotely good looking. Hey, it's a matter of taste (no pun intended, of course).
And he's short. He's endowed, but he's short.

Gay porn star with my name

The name is where the similarity ends.

I'm 100% Hungarian. And, so far as I can remember, I haven't made any gay porn films. Well, none in Budapest, anyway.
 I've admittedly had chances. When I was young and hot and living in Hollywood I knew Bob Mizer. He was the pioneer in gay erotica (Google his name). 
I wrote an entire blog post about this in Lone Star Concerto but I doubt if anyone remembers. Or wants to.

Moi? Young and hot in Hollywood

Just for the record - ALL of my photos, graphics, & documents are stored on my old desktop computer - - which I haven't bothered to unpack yet (I'm still using my laptop).  I had to borrow this photo from my old blog.

Probable precipitation?

It rained all day yesterday. The cold wet weather forced me to cancel a previously planned outdoor excursion.

This morning I got up at the unwholesomely early hour of 5:00 and it was snowing. Everything is blanketed in white.

My cat Scratch - who never goes outside - ran out the front door when I opened it to see the snow. She didn't want to come back in and I had to run on a wild snowbound goose chase to get her.

The mountain life is seemingly agreeing with everyone.

 Scratch - - reluctantly back inside