Fighting with Google

I've been tied up with google over a deleted (I did it on purpose) post with 2 photos, also deleted. They are however searchable by google because I used his full name.

 Problem is the post was about my grandson (a minor). He did like the post, and even showed it to friends. But was upset that friends could google his name and see any picture of him at all.

Still fighting this battle. Hope it isn't going to take a lawyer.

Plus it took several hours to remove the conduit search from my browsers. It was a hitchhiker on a harmless file from my trusted (NEVER AGAIN) download site ' download.cnet.com  '. I got sloppy and didn't pay attention to the installation. 

I had to uninstall the files then track down all instances of files for conduit which included in the common files, app data, roaming local and local low. with that cleared I got Hijackthis from Sourceforge.com and was able to isolate the bad registry entries and delete them.

Happy to say I'm now back in control of my browsers.

So happy

I am so happy to have reconnected with my friend, Gigi.

Today is a celebration of YOU.

Wow! feel the heat from them candles!

Sixty some years and still standing.

Next year we might have to have the fire department on standby.

Hope you have a great birthday.

Comedy time again.

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fun, fun fun.

:(

Minor medical problem. back on track soon

Under the sea with me

Great Granddaughter Jayden's 6th birthday party was a "Little Mermaid" theme. She makes a beautiful Ariel, doesn't she?

 Wish I could have been there. Love you sweetheart.  

Must not

One must not blog when you want to say or do something negative. Back when I'm in a better frame of mind.

 

Put another log

Put Another Log On The Fire

The male chauvinist national anthem in the 70's-
 

Put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.

And go out to the car and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.

Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.

 

(Musical interlude...for those that are singing along!)

Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat?
Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday?
Well, a man can't love a woman more than that.

Ain't I always nice to your kid sister?
Don't I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet,
And you know it ain't feminine to fight.

So, put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.

Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.

Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.

Time for more of your favorite Aunty

Aunty Acid that is.

Da-da-da that's all folks (for now)