The Bad, the Good, and the Lovely.

[speaker_to_customers]

My freaking Guestbook got hacked again.

At least this time it wasn't racist hate banners, just freaking annoying adverts for websites, but the bastards hacked in to the Guestbook Admin password so I couldn't delete what they'd put in, so I deleted the whole frigging Guestbook altogether. No-one had signed it since September anyway. Still, there were some nice comments there, and wiping it HURT. And I had to go through the whole site deleting all the links to the Guestbook, and that's taken all afternoon when I could have been WRITING!

All hackers should be taken to the middle of the Saharah desert, 300 miles from the nearest water, and shot through both sodding kneecaps and left to die horribly of thirst and heat exhaustion.

On a more pleasant topic, thanks to everyone who has left comments about "Something Blue Movie" - I'm not replying individually because of the brevity, any replies I could make would be longer than the comments and probably longer than the Drabble. I'll just say, that was the clean version! There is now a (slightly) dirtier version in the Comments of this post.

And I might write a Sequel!

And "Hi" to recent new Friends, avidrosette, bedawyn, ludditerobot, keswindhover, shadowscast, elisi, and cyberwitch13666. And any of the earlier ones I missed at the time.

While I'm on: pimp time. enigmaticblues' latest WIP "All The Graces Of The Dawn" is phenomenally good. Almost everything she does is superb anyway, but she's getting better and better and is moving into the realms of the supreme. It's the sequel to "The Great Advantage Of Being Alive" (also wonderful). Find them both HERE

Comments

[danceswithwords.livejournal.com]

Ugh. Sorry you had to deal with that. It's a jungle out there; a friend of mine recently installed Linux on a server and forgot to turn some security stuff on and someone was in the machine within 20 minutes.

[speakr2customrs.livejournal.com]

My own PC has got firewalls, anti-trojans, spyware blockers, the lot; but my web host obviously has a few loopholes. And, although they are very good in many respects, complaining to them about anything is extremely hard. Their complaints department seems to be in a dark basement behind a door marked "beware of the leopard" and their helpline is routed to Bangalore via a satellite orbiting one of the moons of Jupiter, with a six hour lag, at a charge of a pound a second. Or so it seems, anyway.

[ladycat713.livejournal.com]

Makes me think about the Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy series. It had the notice for when Arthur Dents house was to be destroyed taped underneath a drawer in a locked file cabinet in an office at the bottom of a set of ruined stairs. The notice was for when the Vogons would destroy the Earth was similarly inacessible as it was in a different galaxy.

[speakr2customrs.livejournal.com]

And it was behind a door marked "Beware of the leopard", hence my imagery.

I'm the sort of hoopy frood who always knows where my towel is. Personally, I blame the mice.

[ladycat713.livejournal.com]

I got a cat that can make those mice regret ever creating this planet.

My favorite Hitchiker's bit. You know how to fly? Throw yourself at the ground and miss.

[speakr2customrs.livejournal.com]

Goodbye, and thanks for all the fish.

[danceswithwords.livejournal.com]

Ah yes. And they're only open every sixth Tuesday of the month from 3:00 to 3:04am. I too have had this "customer" "service" experience.