I have two people claiming that I've posted things on Facebook that I've not posted at all. One guy claims that I keep posting about him. The only post I have is a prayer asking for prayers for somebody with his first name. The other guy claims that I have a post revealing the last name of somebody. I have a total of ZERO Facebook posts with that last name. Things have been weird for years, but they started getting much weirder lately. I have a TikTok musician who thinks I'm stalking him over me just trying to help him by doing a simple Google search of his name because he said he wanted to create a boundary between his real name and social media, so I was trying to help him and when I let him know how easily his name could be found and that he could be found on social media, he freaked out and said he he told me that he wasn't comfortable with how deeply I searched him when he said he wasn't comfortable with that (which he never said). It's so very confusing for me.
I had a beer delivery today. Came in three boxes. I've already got dozens of boxes. Fortunately, boxes make good cat fortresses. And these days I've got enough boxes for the most epic cat fortress ever. In fact, as I joked to the delivery driver, I could do the whole Maginot Line.
Although I suppose strictly speaking it would be a Moginot Line.
[KagomeShuko] There are people/bots who replicate your fb account (photo, bio etc.) then "friend" all you know claiming your original account was hacked, then spam/phish them.
When I was in middle school, I had a student teacher who had gone to Australia. She said that emus weren't smart at all and would run straight into fences, not even TRYING to miss them.
Electric Multiple Units, like their Diesel Multiple Units counterparts, are trains with no locomotive and localised (one or more motorised carriages pull one or more non-motorised carriages) or distributed (all carriages have motors), all controlled from a driving position at either end of the train.
(Bis) Ackshully it was the month of June that was the warmest month in a rather precisely defined area known as Central England. It was also the warmest, unsurprisingly, that I have personally recorded here at Plas Huws (= Hughes Hall) over the 40 years I have been an amateur weather nut and before that a professional one. Gotta be precise.