One-Liner Wednesday – Who Are You?

Yes I DO !!!

Last Saturday, I was presented with the message no blogger wants to see from WordPress:

“User does not exist”

What the…?

I could see and respond to comments on my page. I could see my stats in the app. I was invited to login at the bottom of my page, but each attempt failed because I did not exist. Had I become an unperson?

I contacted the Happiness Engineers. This was way beyond not being able to push out my #SoCS blog from the bar, although 6:04 am was fast approaching. What if everything was gone?

I asked to receive a Login link via email. WordPress sent me that link. I was able to access my Admin page, but then I received an email warning me that I had accessed my Admin page. The whole adventure seemed to take place in the Twilight Zone of WordPress.

This post is part of Linda G. Hill’s fun weekly series One-Liner Wednesday. It also qualifies as part of Just Jot January. If you have a one-liner, I’d encourage you to join in on the fun. You can follow this link to participate and to see the one-liners from the other participants…unless they don’t exist, or unless you don’t exist.

As Rod Serling might say: Submitted for your approval are a few images to support the fact that I do exist. Click on any photo to start a slide show and reveal the captions. Beneath that, the song the title might have you thinking about. If you grew up in the 70s. And for the record, Judy says: “Yes you can butter Croissants.”

The snow was mostly melted away by two days of 50°f (10°c) rain.

This is what happens when I press “Like” – Cue the Twilight Zone music.

This is me arriving at the hotel in Boston at another one of my favorite times.

This is me taking the stairs in a hotel.

This is my clock at my favorite time to wake up.

This is me about to test whether or not a wooden coffee stirrer can be used to spread butter. Judy said it’s OK.

MiMi doesn’t care if I exist, as long as somebody feeds her.

Now MiMi knows I exist, because I am bothering her.

This is me, about to eat lobster stuffed shells.

This is me trying to decide whether to brave the storm and drive home tonight of risk getting stuck in Boston – Buh-bye.

This is me logging my disappointment with the Pittsburgh Pirates.

“Where did all my snow go? And what happened to Mt. Maddie?”

This is me napping with Maddie.