Last night, Perry’s Mom sent me a screenshot from Facebook and asked if I sent her a new friend request. Nope. I sure did not.
It’s a common FB impersonation scam.
I did a quick post for any of my friends that might get a second friend request to ignore it — and immediately thereafter, a comment was left. The comment was to let me know (translate to let EVERY SINGLE ONE of my friends know) that my “hacked account” could be easily cleaned up by a service they could provide.
That too is part of the scam.
My account wasn’t hacked — it was simply cloned. I deleted and blocked that “person” and comment.
My security settings were that ‘friends of friends’ can comment on and see my posts. I’ve since changed that because I obviously have at least one friend that doesn’t know how FB works. SOMEONE (Perry’s Mom) is friends with the “recovery service” account. Good grief!
Perry’s Mom LOVES the AI photos she creates constantly with META, and I noticed her bragging that for the past 11 weeks she’s made the “top sharer list” for House video clips. We’ve talked to her about the dangers many times, but the little woman just keeps plugging along. And it’s not like I can unfriend Perry’s Momma.
We can’t stop the bad actors, and we can’t change how others use social media. It is what it is… and it’s another reason I’m not a fan of social media — especially Facebook.
It’s better to spend less time on that, and more time enjoying things like this:
Moving forward, I can only suggest that you lock down your account via your privacy settings… and don’t befriend Perry’s Mom. 🙂
Now you know: Some of the only survivors of the Jonestown massacre on November 18, 1978 were the People’s Temple Basketball Team, who were playing an away game in Georgetown, Guyana during the mass suicide event. Jim Jones radioed the team demanding they commit “revolutionary suicide,” but they refused.
Y’all know I’m not a fan of social media, but I saw something yesterday — on Memorial Day — that was pretty darned awesome.
A Gold Star Mom made a simple request on X.
She asked if anybody visiting Arlington National Cemetery for Memorial Day would stop by her son’s grave and leave a photo for her family on X. What happened next?
Dozens of Americans made the walk to Section 60 to visit SSG Alan W. Shaw. Veterans. Families. Complete strangers. People who had never met Alan, but chose to honor him anyway. She said her notifications filled with photos, kind messages, prayers, and stories from people honoring not just Alan, but so many of our fallen heroes.
For one day on social media, people put aside the constant noise and negativity and came together for something bigger than themselves.
A pause to honor and remember…
We are grateful for the courage of those who gave their all for our country — the ultimate sacrifice. It’s why we can enjoy beautiful, peaceful days like this together. 🩷
We even fed those pesky neighbors (and kept one rack of ribs for ourselves)!
And afterward, we took a drive and a selfie (Hipstamatic with a 1969 Cherry filter)…
Here’s hoping you, too, had a safe, meaningful Memorial Day weekend!
Now you know: Mount Everest’s first measurement came out to a perfect 29,000 feet, so surveyors reported it as 29,002 feet to make sure that the public knew it was a real calculation and not just an estimate.
This Sunday started like about every other Sunday. A trip to Franklin and Starbucks before noon…
And then, Perry decided to take over my mowing job.
I typically do all the mowing around here. Perry will weed-eat the parts I leave — primarily the harder areas like around the pool and in the backyard. But not this time!
He told me he would take care of the yard — he didn’t need me to do one thing. I should’ve known not to let him on MY mower. Y’all remember when I got stuck? It was in an easy to reach spot. Not Perry!
How are we going to reach it to pull it out?
Mr. Pesky is currently on his way here to assess the situation. After all the rain we’ve had, I’m not sure how he’ll get out there to pull it out.
Stay tuned to tomorrow’s post to find out if the lawnmower is still there or back in the garage.
Now you know: In 2008, a 33-year-old Wisconsin woman stole her daughter’s identity and enrolled in high school in order to “get her high school diploma and join the cheerleading squad.” She reportedly attended practices, received a cheerleader’s locker & went to a pool party at the cheerleading coach’s house.
Dharma is the g’ma of the barndo bunch. She’s the lab that loves water. Sadly, she’s too hard to get OUT of the pool for us to allow her to get in. She loves the bathtub and wants in every single day when I’m in there. The water hose is her best friend, and I can’t water flowers without her ending up soaking wet.
Dharma’s quirks and high points:
Floors and steps are lava so she requires an escort outside — rain, sleet, snow, etc. — and the house is comprised of a rug maze. If you can’t see the floor, it isn’t there. (She’s overcome her fear of doorways in the past year.)
Her medications cost right at $200/month.
She loves any food that’s red — spaghetti and chili are her favorites, but she likes manwich and tacos too.
Dharma’s not the smartest dog in the pack — she doesn’t even know what “sit” means.
She talks — seriously, she chews me out to get whatever she wants when she wants it.
She’s perfected the elephant head move — the side to side swaying is her refusing to do what she doesn’t want to do.
A photo suitable for framing…
I asked AI to create a photo of Dharma worthy of framing. This was the result:
I had an email waiting on me on Friday morning regarding website work. It was a good ole’ Jackson County resident who is a new author of a children’s book. She was referred by my good friend at the Jackson County Industrial Development Corporation. Still, I stopped doing that kind of work except for my favorite brother and friends a long time ago.
But something told me I should do it. Crazy, right? Typically, I would’ve said sorry but “no” in a reply email, but I did a little digging first and found…
The children’s book is about a dog. ARG!
On a tight deadline because she’s to appear on Channel 8, I told her I’d help her out… ONE PAGE and just a temporary fix to get through what Channel 8 requested. Then I find out the person that will be interviewing her is Patty Spitler — a close friend of Scott’s. So I figure I’m doing a good deed and it’s a small world.
Then I find out she’s the granddaughter of Dr. Joe & Caroline Butler! Say what you want, but Caroline Butler was one of the kindest, most authentic women I’ve ever known. She’s one of the 2 people that were so incredibly good to my Nanny (Bonnie Masters is the other). She visited the nursing home for Nanny’s birthday, baked 2 cakes to bring, and loaded up the youth group to sing ‘happy birthday.’
So maybe Caroline was telling me to do it?
Who knows… but buying a domain, putting it on my server, and creating one page was something I could do in a short amount of time that would help someone in a big way. I’ll share the site once it’s propagated and live — but in the meantime, you can click the photo below to order the book on Amazon.
Now you know: study found that chimpanzees consume the equivalent of about 2.5 alcoholic drinks per day by eating fermented fruit.
