computer/site glitches still going on with Fresno Famous
Submitted by Out of the Void on Sat, 07/14/2007 - 11:28.
Figured we'd get them all rounded up for folks to see, if not, you know, actually address...
1. '...you have a new unread private message / you still have 1 unread private message,' at Fresno Famous.
-ain't no message, bubba.
2. 'a thread that you have been reading has been updated,'
-ain' no steekeeng update, bubba...
--(number 2, can have multiple threads listed as having new comments, -none of which have new comments 'tall... btw.)
-Feel Free to Discuss / Add your issues...
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yet again, another 'ghost,' message...
I'm starting to feel like that guy on the radio who's trapped in the big-box store trying to get out...
'....Day 285, I once again received a 'new private message,' notice in my Email...
I waited until it came up again, and again,
-and then I finally snuck up on my InBox, pretending to post at another string,
--only to find that there was no personal message posted... (as I had checked the day before, and the day before that, and the day before the day before that...'
'... I am now not only wearing a tinfoil hat to prevent the aliens (that have hacked my ancient Dell P2 computer, which are the source of my messages, I'm sure,
----but I have both cats wearing tin foil as well,
---and am now hearing strange scratching noises beneath my house, as I KNOW somebody's freakin' moving my pipes 2 feet to the left...
...Am considering professional help,
-but what if the professional help trys to contact me via a private message on Fresno Famous ---and I ignore it?
I'd be truly buggar'd,,,
er, uh,
bereft...
...Am figuring trained monkeys who have supplanted Suzi in the computer department have tied up the rescue team as well, and are also taking subliminal messages from the mother ship,
--and it's THEM bastards that are digging and moving the pipes, ---now no longer giving flip-one about the ghost
'you gottum's a private message, there, bubba...'
messages...
Am starting to loose hope...
may choose to write everything down on cloth and sew it into little packets and throw them from second story of townhouse (ala Emily Dickenson,)
...hmmmm...come to think of it?
-being stuck in the second story of a townhouse with Emily Dickenson might be quite innnnnteresting... (hubba,)
...I mean, you know,
back before she died...
like WAY before she died...
(...and I don't want to hear from any of you literary smart-arses telling me that she 'batted for the other side,'either,
-it's MY fantasy dammit, and If I wanna think about (ahem,)
'writin' a few lines,' (so to speak,)
with Emily, well that's my bidness...)
...now, Ms. Dickenson, where were we???
...note: to self: open window, -lacquer fumes are getting a bit thick in here at the moment...
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