For Valentine’s Day.

Today.

Things are twitchy. Maybe you received an empty post. That happened when I hit the tags button. Then I used the pending button to stop the post. I received a need to refresh pull down. It wanted me to refresh my LinkedIn connection. I didn’t even know that I shared to LinkedIn.

Meanwhile, I’m receiving a weird kind of malware pop up that starts yelling at me, while claiming to be from Apple. I had malware. Between McAfee and me, it’s gone. Yet, this thing remains. I suppose that I’m going to have to let it play and Google the solution to killing it.

Who knows?

Anyway. It’s Valentine’s Day for those who celebrate. Happy Day. I had another picture planned for today. I subbed this one in. It’s more romantic. And, pretty.

It’s also Parkland High School memorial day. One year. A year that should have changed a lot. Very little has changed. I follow a lot of the survivors on Twitter. Today is hell for them. Please have a good thought.

And, yesterday, Rover Opportunity was declared gone or dead. It’s last message was…

“My battery is low and it is getting dark.”

I don’t know why, but when I read that yesterday, I thought it was about one of the sadist things I’ve read. Apparently, a lot of people were touched the same way.

I don’t know why. It was a machine. Metal. Silicone. Wires. Diodes. Still, those words hurt.

I constructed my own end for Oppy. It’s not gone. It met a band of friendly Martians, dug with them and doesn’t want to be found by humans. Oh, and it met David Bowie who is also alive and well and living on Mars. He started a band of merry Martians. That’s it. That helps.

The picture. Oh, you know.

 

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