It really was a good week overall (for purposes of journal-keeping, my week starts on Saturday).
Got 3 postcards from Wally today. Apparently all but one of mine got through to him. I figured out that the people in the mailroom must be "trusties." Some are sticklers for rules (or maybe they just get bored and like to play head games with inmates' families) and others will be happy to let it slide. Whatever the reason, he and I are back on track with communications.
There may be a way to send him $ without paying exorbitant fees. He's been getting postcards from many other people as well, so he doesn't feel too isolated.
My paycheck will be bigger next year. In addition to Wally not being on my health insurance as long as he's being taken care of by the fine taxpayers in the state where he's incarcerated, I came up with good numbers on that silly, intrusive screening they make us take. Carl smokes, so I got a demerit for that, but BMI, blood pressure and cholesterol were all within "acceptable limits" so I get a slight "deduction reduction." This would seem to be a good time to increase my 401K contribution by one or two percentage points.
The news for my friend Matt isn't great, but it's better. He's just a year older than me, but has chronic, life-threatening conditions that have landed him once again in the hospital, beginning with a stay in ICU. He's brilliant, analytical and compassionate -- what an irony that such a superior mind has to be housed in such an inferior and unreliable body.
The holidays are coming and for the first time in, oh I dunno, five years? Ten? I don't feel like hiding under the bed until January arrives.
Finally: A website called http://howsecureismypassword.net/ has given me reassurance that my intermittent bouts of creative password-construction are on the right track:
Got 3 postcards from Wally today. Apparently all but one of mine got through to him. I figured out that the people in the mailroom must be "trusties." Some are sticklers for rules (or maybe they just get bored and like to play head games with inmates' families) and others will be happy to let it slide. Whatever the reason, he and I are back on track with communications.
There may be a way to send him $ without paying exorbitant fees. He's been getting postcards from many other people as well, so he doesn't feel too isolated.
My paycheck will be bigger next year. In addition to Wally not being on my health insurance as long as he's being taken care of by the fine taxpayers in the state where he's incarcerated, I came up with good numbers on that silly, intrusive screening they make us take. Carl smokes, so I got a demerit for that, but BMI, blood pressure and cholesterol were all within "acceptable limits" so I get a slight "deduction reduction." This would seem to be a good time to increase my 401K contribution by one or two percentage points.
The news for my friend Matt isn't great, but it's better. He's just a year older than me, but has chronic, life-threatening conditions that have landed him once again in the hospital, beginning with a stay in ICU. He's brilliant, analytical and compassionate -- what an irony that such a superior mind has to be housed in such an inferior and unreliable body.
The holidays are coming and for the first time in, oh I dunno, five years? Ten? I don't feel like hiding under the bed until January arrives.
Finally: A website called http://howsecureismypassword.net/ has given me reassurance that my intermittent bouts of creative password-construction are on the right track:
For my password based on a Barry Manilow song,
It would take a desktop PC
About 412 years
to hack my password
About 412 years
to hack my password
For the one based on a country song I like from the 1970s,
It would take a desktop PC
About 6 thousand years
About 6 thousand years
The one I currently use at work, based on an old commercial jingle,
It would take a desktop PC
About 231 years
to hack
About 231 years
to hack
The one I use for my bank:
It would take a desktop PC
About 6 thousand years
to hack
About 6 thousand years
to hack
The one I use for PayPal
It would take a desktop PC
About 231 years
to hack
and finally:
My Facebook password...
It would take a desktop PC
About 5 nonillion years
to hack your password
So you see where my priorities are! Actually, Facebook kept nagging me to make mine more secure so I went for the gold...
About 231 years
to hack
and finally:
My Facebook password...
It would take a desktop PC
About 5 nonillion years
to hack your password
So you see where my priorities are! Actually, Facebook kept nagging me to make mine more secure so I went for the gold...
2 comments:
Good job keeping your facebook updates secure! My suspicious mind of course immediately wondered what that site was doing with the password information they were collecting.
Yes, I wondered that, too. However, many of the passwords I tested were those I use only at work, and they don't have my work IP or email, so no (real) worries here!
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