The Problem, She May be Solved

This morning The Spouse sent me an email titled "An explanation". As is my wont, at first I assumed he was either informing me of something disasterous he'd done but hadn't been able to correct as he was in a hurry to get to work OR that I had done something that had made him channel Ricky Ricardo. Then I opened the email and he'd sent me this link. So there is an explanation for the whicky whack of this weekend, which seems to be continuing into today because, ironically, I got the "Internet Explorer cannot open blah blah" message when I went to The Consumerist. Crazy.

Anyway, I was able to read this much of the page and if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go try it right now.

Here is the fix for users of IE 6 and 7 who are getting the "operation aborted" message.

Follow These Steps Exactly:

Open Internet Explorer.

Click on the menu Tools -> Internet Options.

Click on the tab Security.

Click on the icon Restricted Sites.

Click on the button Sites.

Under Add this website to the zone:Type the text ‘ *.sitemeter.com ’ (with asterisk and dot & without the quotes).

Click the Add button. Click Close. Click OK. All sites will work again without error messages coming up.

Right, so I tried it and I'm still getting the error message. But I suppose the fact that someone knows what the problem is means someone is going to fix it. Or in the alternative, we can all change to a new site meter. Or stop caring about how many hits we get. Either way. Who wants some canned peaches?

Whicky in the Whacky Woo

This is only a test.

I guess I should explain.

JP called earlier asking if I was having any trouble with the World Wide Webs because, as it turns out, he wasn't able to hit his own site (the superfantastic "All Things Bitter") or either of our music sites. The Spouse and I finished our "Guitar Hero" set and I called him back (ok, and let me be clear...we knew someone had called but the music was too loud to tell who and we ignored it, figuring it was just the United Front for Children of the Environment and a Democratic Majority calling asking for money. Because this is about the time of night they do that sort of thing). Anyway, it was my Poodle so I immediately rushed to my box to see what was up in Bloggerland and sure enough, I couldn't open up his site or the music sites. So I sent out an experimental test post on my own, which seems to have avoided whatever malevolence is scouring the Webs. Sfoofie's down, too. But so too are some other sites that aren't hosted by Blogger so for once we cannot in earnest say that Blogger is a booger.

Anyway, I had JP on speaker phone so that The Spouse could give his take on the situtation. The gist of it was "Blah blah spam blah blah blah dns ports blah http blah blah phishing blah virus blah blah Comcast sucks blah blah blah diddley blah".

Translation: You lost me at "blah".

So I guess there is some sort of somethin' somethin' going on out in the ethers and we're all supposed to go to the root cellar until the storm passes. Fortunately, Grandma laid up a whole mess of canned peaches so we should be good for a few days.