I are a criminal
You may recollect me bitching and moaning about one of my main Gmail accounts running out of storage. Google keeps sending me nastygrams about it. I deleted and deleted and it didn’t seem to make a substantial difference. Tonight I discovered one video that was using up ten of my fifteen gigs.
It was a lecture by my boss. Saved to my hard drive.
I have now sent two different addresses to the chicken registry six different times and still haven’t got the confirmation email I need to start the registration process. That means as of today, me and my flock are officially outlaws. The speculation is that thousands of people are registering their supermarket chickens and it knocked the website out.
Very funny guys, but I’ll be pissed if I go to jail for poultry crime.
I don’t have any way to prove I tried to register. I’d ask you all to be my witnesses, but I’d have to send authorities to my blog. I don’t think that’s a very good idea.
If you know where I can get the best information about the flooding in Appalachia, I’d appreciate. East Tennessee and Western North Carolina is where I was born and mostly grew up and I’d like to see the damage. I’ve tried Facebook, but I’m not following anyone from the area any more. It’s been a long time!
October 1, 2024 — 5:33 pm
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