Never send a minion to do a god's work.

Glory ,'The Killer In Me'


Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


smonster - Jan 05, 2011 9:34:35 am PST #12416 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Edited because I stupidly forgot to send ~ma to erika and her mom as well.

Whoops, me too. Lots of~ma.


Connie Neil - Jan 05, 2011 9:51:41 am PST #12417 of 30000
brillig

Melancholy musings . . .

Last night I was on the computer, and in the Yahoo section where they show people who are on line, Sharon's ID came up. It was marked Idle, which was amusingly sad. Maybe her husband had logged on to her account for something.

How tricky to tie up someone's online life after they depart. Her medical blog is still up, including her last entry that ends with "More to come." Is there a way to download someone's blog from Wordpress? It covers her last year, with the details of what happened, and I imagine her husband may think it surreal to leave it up. If there isn't, I'm content to copy each entry.

Anne McCaffrey wrote a story a couple of decades ago, about a computer class in a school where students go through the network and purging decades-old accounts and information. There are people on my LJ friends list who have died. It's odd to look at old entries and see their posts. But I guess it's just like reading letters from people who are gone.


Daisy Jane - Jan 05, 2011 11:01:34 am PST #12418 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

We had a friend die in a motorcycle accident at the beginning of last month. I'm guessing no one knows the pw to his facebook page. Mostly people have been using it as kind of an online gravesite. People visit it every once in a while and pay their respects.

I find it fascinating. It's a much better way to feel connected to someone who has passed as well. Right in front of you are their photos, daily thoughts, links etc. that are a much better representation of them than a stone in a field. Plus, you can visit a web page from anywhere.

I know people can get all grossed out by the way technology has changed things, but I'm one of those "Oh, brave new world.." types.


flea - Jan 05, 2011 11:19:36 am PST #12419 of 30000
information libertarian

This (long) article is very timely, about online afterlifes: [link]


-t - Jan 05, 2011 11:25:17 am PST #12420 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Daisy, just FYI, any friend of the deceased can notify Facebook via an online form and they'll "memorialize" the account (after confirming the death). I'm not completely sure I recommend it - it stops people getting those "reconnect with X" notices that can be upsetting, but it also deletes all the old statuses (to protect the deceased's privacy) and just leaves everyone else's comments. So you'd still have the memories and thoughts people are leaving now, but as you scroll through time to when they were alive, no statuses. It's kind of weird.


Daisy Jane - Jan 05, 2011 11:31:53 am PST #12421 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Yeah, I'd want Chris's statuses and posts to stay there, but I'm not really anyone who would be making that decision.


beth b - Jan 05, 2011 11:35:18 am PST #12422 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Happy PixDesign day


Zenkitty - Jan 05, 2011 11:44:30 am PST #12423 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Happy anniversary, Pix and ND! Wishing you many more!


billytea - Jan 05, 2011 11:54:50 am PST #12424 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Happy anniversary, Pix and ND! ND and Pix!


Kate P. - Jan 05, 2011 11:55:31 am PST #12425 of 30000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

After M's brother died, I was surprised to feel upset when someone deleted his Facebook page. I assume it was one of his friends or possibly his girlfriend, and of course I'm sure the impulse was a kind and thoughtful one, intended to spare people pain. I don't mean to second-guess the decision, only to note that it made me sad to no longer be able to see a reminder of his presence online. It's strange what you miss.