Password Purgatory
Various versions of this meme were all over Facebook during the past week. It seemed like I was in good company: just tired of it all. And now I'm even tireder of it. I've downloaded the damn dratted app to pay for parking. But I'm scared to use it (don't ask me why; I've no idea) so when I go to the section of Near Philadelphia where the little grocery store is, if the free parking spots are taken, I go back home and try again later. I don't work hard to see a secretive menu; I just ask the person I'm with what looks good. And as far as providing feedback, all the negative input I give them doesn't seem to change a thing, so I've given that up. At this point, though, I'm feeling overly saturated with passwords. Because I'm apprehensive about the "strong" passwords that are a bunch of hyphenated mumbledygoop, I've created my own and recorded them on a list that I keep . . . well, never mind where I keep it. Last count there wer...
