Once again comes the infantile dribble-drab from the frost-riddled Midwest. Maybe it is cabin fever that has claimed Cuz. Maybe he is just an awnry cuss. All I can tell is that after spending day after day pitting Google as the devil, cuz now has reached his defining moment by siding with The Ghost who doesn't have a side because he hasn't made an audible sound in years. The last blurb from The Ghost came shortly after Red Schoendienst hit his fifth home run in spinner baseball for cheater cuz in the summer of 1958. Basically cuz is grasping at straws to find a friend. However there is no need to reach to those depths that cuz has fallen to. Have Google Will Travel should be the theme to next year's pool. The league will also be supplying each owner with dial-up internet access so that none of the owners will be able to post anything. Wait, Karen had no trouble posting so Google only affects male Gonyeas from Omaha. The Go-Zone is alive and well.
Best to all
Deland
Monday, March 2, 2015
Sunday, March 1, 2015
A Silent Protest
I believe the Go Zone members went on strike, their silence a protest for banishing me from the zone.
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Hilarious, Wayne
Now I am wondering why I tried so hard to get it so you could post. What drivel! Except for the wallflower bit. And, after perjuring yourself shamelessly, you have to live with the fact that Ed will never read a word of it. Oh, Patrick might give him a 25 word summary, but the fruit of your fiction will rot on the vine. And, of course there will be no response from The Chump. He is constitutionally unable to respond, having set his computer to shepherd all GoZone posting immediately into his spam folder.
So, nice try, and very witty indeed. But it is all for naught. All your efforts have been cast into the ether of the internet, falling on deaf ears, dead shores, and barren lands. Hell, I've been writing to myself all year long, with little or no response. Diane responded a couple of times, Kevin a few, Patrick once or twice. I would probably hear more from people if I joined twitter.
The GoZone came in from the cold limping and lethargic, and Ed winning it all kicked it into oblivion.
With all due respect,
So, nice try, and very witty indeed. But it is all for naught. All your efforts have been cast into the ether of the internet, falling on deaf ears, dead shores, and barren lands. Hell, I've been writing to myself all year long, with little or no response. Diane responded a couple of times, Kevin a few, Patrick once or twice. I would probably hear more from people if I joined twitter.
The GoZone came in from the cold limping and lethargic, and Ed winning it all kicked it into oblivion.
With all due respect,
Cousin Ed, aka "The Champ"
After spending most of the season under unwarranted suspension by our esteemed joke of a commish, I am just now getting to read the jealous rantings postings of Mike and Kev following Cousin Ed's total domination of our football league this past season. If I'd had posting privileges I'd have sent my sincere congratulations to The Champ earlier and defended him from the vicious attacks from his envious siblings.
Both of thesescumbag rats league members have insinuated that Ed never picked a single winner - that all of his picks were made by Patrick.
Now, clearly Patrick is smarter than either of these whiners, as is my wife's walking cane. But to suggest that Cousin Ed is unable to win the league on his own is pure folly. Cousin Ed could toss darts at a pick-em board and beat Mike, Kev, or any combination of the two, at any sport you name.
I know. I've seen him in action.
Cousin Ed has always displayed the demeanor of a quiet, unassuming. . .well, let's face it - a wallflower. Harmless. Wouldn't hurt a fly. Quiet, laid back, slow going, wouldn't hustle his ass to a horse trough if said ass was on fire.
Well, don't be fooled by this façade. He is every bit a hustler, a cold-hearted assassin, and a wealthy one at that. After spending 21&1/2 years in college, he went to work for the government. That alone makes him mountains above his sibs in the brains department. While Mike and Kev toiled away in the classroom at near slave wages lessening the odds that any of their students would amount to damned thing, Cousin Ed lived the good life. Chair tilted back, feet stretched on his desk, leisurely perusing the morning newspapers digesting boxscores, stats, and the quarter times of the fastest ponies. Cousin Ed turned odds into a sure thing. He bought a share of Secretariat at a time when the rest of us thought he was a politician.
I remember when our beloved Red Sox blew another one to the Yanks in 2003. I thought he was just consoling me when he said: "Ah, don't worry Cuz, just wait'il next year."
While the government was depositing obscene amounts of money into his checking account, Cousin Ed was off on a private jet to Mason City, Iowa, where a long, black limo spirited him to the other side of I-35 to the Sands Ballroom in Clear Lake where he would listen to the music of his beloved Buddy Holly, imagining the adoring applause during his final concern on that long ago cold, snowy night.
That'll be the day,
when you say goodbye-eye
Yea, that'll be the day,
when you make me cry-eye
And what is Cousin Ed doing today? Well, in between monthly cruises on the world's finest luxury liners he's . . . wait a minute! Cousin Ed isn't retired! He's cruising around the world while still depositing those paychecks, still playing the ponies . . . why, retirement isn't even on the horizon!
And Mike and Kev don't think Cousin Ed is smart enough to win our pick-em league??? Bwaahaahaaahaaa. What a joke.
I'm tipping my hat to you Cousin Ed. You are my hero. Long live The Champ!
With all my respect,
Cousin Wayne
Both of these
Now, clearly Patrick is smarter than either of these whiners, as is my wife's walking cane. But to suggest that Cousin Ed is unable to win the league on his own is pure folly. Cousin Ed could toss darts at a pick-em board and beat Mike, Kev, or any combination of the two, at any sport you name.
I know. I've seen him in action.
Cousin Ed has always displayed the demeanor of a quiet, unassuming. . .well, let's face it - a wallflower. Harmless. Wouldn't hurt a fly. Quiet, laid back, slow going, wouldn't hustle his ass to a horse trough if said ass was on fire.
Well, don't be fooled by this façade. He is every bit a hustler, a cold-hearted assassin, and a wealthy one at that. After spending 21&1/2 years in college, he went to work for the government. That alone makes him mountains above his sibs in the brains department. While Mike and Kev toiled away in the classroom at near slave wages lessening the odds that any of their students would amount to damned thing, Cousin Ed lived the good life. Chair tilted back, feet stretched on his desk, leisurely perusing the morning newspapers digesting boxscores, stats, and the quarter times of the fastest ponies. Cousin Ed turned odds into a sure thing. He bought a share of Secretariat at a time when the rest of us thought he was a politician.
I remember when our beloved Red Sox blew another one to the Yanks in 2003. I thought he was just consoling me when he said: "Ah, don't worry Cuz, just wait'il next year."
While the government was depositing obscene amounts of money into his checking account, Cousin Ed was off on a private jet to Mason City, Iowa, where a long, black limo spirited him to the other side of I-35 to the Sands Ballroom in Clear Lake where he would listen to the music of his beloved Buddy Holly, imagining the adoring applause during his final concern on that long ago cold, snowy night.
That'll be the day,
when you say goodbye-eye
Yea, that'll be the day,
when you make me cry-eye
And what is Cousin Ed doing today? Well, in between monthly cruises on the world's finest luxury liners he's . . . wait a minute! Cousin Ed isn't retired! He's cruising around the world while still depositing those paychecks, still playing the ponies . . . why, retirement isn't even on the horizon!
And Mike and Kev don't think Cousin Ed is smart enough to win our pick-em league??? Bwaahaahaaahaaa. What a joke.
I'm tipping my hat to you Cousin Ed. You are my hero. Long live The Champ!
With all my respect,
Cousin Wayne
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After a discussion with Omaha about his ultra stringent security, I got the idea of lowering the security of the site itself. I couldn't do that, but I went to my personal gmail account and read about how google blocks "less secure apps" like Outlook because it doesn't adhere to latest security standards. This was suspicious to me because when people were blocked it returned the "Password Incorrect" message.
So I allowed for less secure apps to access my account, figuring that the blog was under my account, so it might loosen security for it as well. It just might have, seeing as though Omaha was finally accepted.
Here is the explanation from Google:
Allowing less secure apps to access your account
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Access your account
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If you’re still having issues accessing your account after trying the options above, see other reasons you might receive the"password incorrect" error.
- Go to Allow less secure apps and choose “Allow” to let less secure apps access your Google account. We don't recommend this option because it may make it easier for someone to gain access to your account.
“Password incorrect” error
There are several reasons why you might see see a “Password incorrect” error when signing in to Google using third-party apps like iPhone’s Mail app. In some cases even if you type your password correctly.
Here are the most common reasons you may see this error, and steps to take to access your account:
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