Hmph. Stupid Passwords...

Can I say I wish I had photographic memory for passwords?

I wanted to blog last Tuesday, and so I zipped onto the computer, and then...

PLEASE ENTER PASSWORD.

Uh.  Ok, Lessee. It's in my password book.  Which is in my purse. Hmm.

Or my carry bag...

My coat?

Maybe it's in the back seat of the... Oh, crud... I left it at the house, on the table.  I had put it NEXT to my purse, but not IN it.  Ergo, when I left, it sat quietly, not letting me know I was leaving it.  Unlike Ding, who meows and tries desperately to follow me out the door, and if that isn't possible, she tries to leave enough fur on my pant legs to let me know she's fluffy, for several hours after...

(I have images of the Sherlock episode where he's analyzing a gent, and figures out he has a dog.  No, 2 dogs... I keep thinking he'd figure out I had a cat, chickens, and frequently walk in mud...  However, he might think I raise sheep and goats, or pack rope, just as easily, with all my spinning fiber...)

So, I didn't get to blog this last week.  We have had a doozy of rain here, even for Oregon...  And I think everyone and their dog, and their dog's dog, must have been streaming movies.  We could just NOT get on line much.  So, I made a POINT of putting the password book in the purse...

And yes, it's probably not the best method of keeping the things straight, but until they can make it so I don't have so many passwords, that are supposed to be random combinations of digits, numbers, and symbols, and they can't be less than six long, yada yada yada... I have to be able to remember the doofy things somehow!  So, I will do up a few for this week. 

Since I can get in, today.  I keep thinking of the bit I saw about photographic memory.  I have it, but I just don't have film in the camera... :)

The Case of the Man in the Sheet.

I haven't read Sherlock Holmes in quite a while... High school or college, I believe.  I enjoyed reading them.  I suppose it was a 'been there, done that' thing.  I don't re-read a lot of books.

But I'd been hearing about this Masterpiece Theater version of Sherlock.  It sounded interesting.  I decided to take a peek...



(I started with season 2.  No, I didn't realize it was season 2.  I now have season 1 on hold at the library.  Which is saying something, as I don't like using the hold system at my library.  If it isn't there, I usually just wait.  I am still waiting for The Hunger Games, if that gives you any idea...)


I was reading about it, and realized it was a MODERN take on Sherlock.  I don't know why, but I don't like... Hmm.

Well, for example, Shakespeare.  Modern clothes, modern housing, etc, and then I hear Thee's, Thou's, and all the Elizabethan speech, it just grates on me.

(The lady doth protest too much?  Mayhap... Meh.)


So, I was hoping it wouldn't be all Victorian speech, with cell phones.  Cell phones, yes, Victorian, no.  Well, except perhaps for "A Scandal in Belgravia"...  Wait.  That wasn't Victorian, it was Victoria's Secret!  (Sorry, had to do it...) Seriously, I was highly impressed.  I thought the stories were updated well, the actors were excellent (um, and Benedict Cumberbatch is cute), and it made me want to read the originals again.  


Today it's raining like crazy.  There is not much I need to do, except maybe a bit of laundry, and make dinner eventually.  I am going to read "The Adventure of a Scandal in Bohemia".  


Re-reading is nice, every once in a while... In this case, it's like being re-introduced to an old friend you'd not seen in a while, when you met up with one of their children.


So, I recommend a viewing of Sherlock BBC's "A Scandal in Belgravia" , a nice cup of tea, and a rainy day to enjoy them in.  


(And the book, too, so you have the rest of the stories when the movies are over...)