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I only have a landline, but it has a call screening feature that you can record a message on... mine says I don't have money so don't bother asking for it, and if you're looking for [ex-husband's name] he's not living here and anything to do with him is no longer my problem. Unfortuantely people can still press the number and get through, but I don't pick up unless it's a known number. Some idiots still leave messages, but at least I no longer get collections calls for the ex-'s ignored debts.
It's a land-lne behaviour, I think, and may be untrue of the US (it depends on who "controls" the connection). It is, though, a think that scammers exploit to pretend people are valiidating them when they are not.
Ugh. Sorry you had to go through all that.
Thanks. It's state or county-level (it gets confusing with these programs as they're state programs administered through the county, so some functions are handled through one and some through the other), so maybe it'll do some good. Regardless, I feel like I have to try. Anyone who's dealing with this lady is either part of a vulnerable population, or representing someone who is, so to make things harder than they have to be is immoral and inexcusable.
If it was federal, I probably wouldn't bother, though. It's pretty clear that competency isn't even vaguely required for those jobs.
@Richard
Sorry to hear of your ordeal, but pleased to hear you foiled it. Just as well you're clued up.
It sounds like a phishing attempt was incorporated into it as well (due to the card stuff).
I can't figure out how to let unknown numbers go through. I had to answer a particular call one day, but I could not let it go through.
I found these pictures on Facebook. She looks like a 3D model. Some people would quickly assume it is AI, but they are wrong.
She reminds me of Gebesis 9 for some reason?
I think it was mainly laying the ground work for saying soemthing was awry with the bank, as a prelude to trying to get me to tasnfer money - but I was worried that the asking about valuables might be scoping for burglary (which didn't help me sleep last night).
...finally caught up. Took a break for good part of the week from the computer, emails, and playing "concerned citizen" to enjoy what we refer to here as "Faux Summer I". Temps were up in the mid 70s to low 80s all week which was perfect cause to break out the Hawai'ian shirts from the back of the closet and go sit out in the sun. Rare for what is usually one of the rainiest months of the year here.
However, things are about change back o "normal" starting tomorrow and well into the next week.
@Silver Girl . Very pleased and happy to hear that finally everything was ironed out. Nobody should have to be put through an ordeal like that
@Richard. That was why when I was still in my old cellar flat I had a Louisville Slugger propped up in easy reach against the wall by the bedside.
@TSashaSmith
Those are from RawArt's new character: Mushra for Genesis 9
@Richard
Can't say I blame you, but if it's any consolation, I think the likelyhood of the person who contacted you even knowing where you live, is probably pretty slim. Often the whole idea behind the sort of thing you described, is a practice called "Phishing", which is basically the criminal take on fishing for information, trying to trick you into giving them more info based on something as simple as your phone number.
heh, I rather think anything like that would be more likely to be used against me.
They had a list of people who lived here, so I am gussing the cross-referenced the phone number with the electoral roll or the like. Apparently the usual form of this scam is to get the victom to leave out an envelope full of cash and their bank cards for a courier to pick up, for "checking" and then to be returned in 24 hours hahahaha, so they would need to have the address in the end. Though it also sounds like scams I have heard of where they have the victim just transfer money to a "safe" account (i.e. one the scammer has gained control of through a previous scam, from where it will vanish into the ether - or at least the crypto).
I used to have a sword in the corner... no longer a possibility with Little Dude in the house, alas. (Teen Kiddo was much better about understanding that swords were for grown-ups.) The neighborhood's nice enough, but you never know.
...basically the neighbouthood I lived in back then was pretty mellow but evne so it still paid to play it safe.
The real "danger" was from spring into late summer, the area was a haven for yard and garage sales.
A very large chunk of Teen Kiddo's childhood wardrobe (and a vast majority of the kid toys around the house) came from those, or church sales where on the last day it was $5/bag. I was very good at getting those bags PACKED. Even better: Teen Kiddo was exceedingly fond of party dresses in their younger years, and at that price they could have as many as they wanted. I have pictures of them helping my dad hang drywall in a sweet fluffy yellow thing that was probably somebody's Easter dress at one point. I'm pretty sure Dad's shop vac is still wearing a couple sparkly bangles that Kiddo decided to accessorize it with.
Little Dude, on the other hand, is sensitive enough that when I find something he'll wear, I buy a bunch of them in both current size and however many sizes up it goes and just stealthy swap to the new set when the current one starts getting snug or short. The fewer transitions to upset his apple cart, the better.
As to the sword, I have an acquaintance who reportedly chased a burgler off with one at one point... he was in a less-savory part of town, and some dude broke in through the window during the night. Said acquaintance jumped out of bed stark naked, grabbed his sword, and ran at the intruder with a mighty battle cry... and reportedly caused the guy ot freak and jump back out the window. I have no way to verify the story, but I liked to think that some unhinged short chick in flannel dog pajamas screaming "BLOOD FOR ODIN" might've had the same effect, if it'd come to it.
A tall naked Black woman lunging toward them, yelling "Wakanda Forever", has a similar effect.
Once in my life I woke up about 1:00AM to someone walking around in my apartment. I don't remember much (it was over 50 years ago) but it was back in the day when even living in Florida, on the beach side of the barrier island east of Melbourne, when people at ground level still left their windows up for cool air during the night and doors unlocked. I wasn't too concerned at first. I got out of bed and wandered into the livingroom. I thought that my neighbor friend in the other half of the one-story duplex apartment building had wandered in tipsily after a late night party. About 15 seconds later when my eyes got used to the low light from the streetlamp outside I realized it was a complete stranger and I instintively put my arm and empty hand behind me as if hiding some sort of weapon. I quietly bluffed the guy out of the house and locked the door. Ever since then, I've kept the doors locked and some sort of non-projectile weapon at the side of my bed. From the late '90s after discovering Renaissance Faire costuming I've had a really nice mini-sword (more of a long dagger) with about a 12 inch blade hanging discretely between the wall and my bedpost. It would have been just about right for Bilbo or Frodo Baggins.
No, I have not named it "Sting".
There has since been no recurrance of such instance.
I would like to believe that my reputation precedes me.
This is where I found the pictures.
@TSashaSmith
Ah ok, I thought you'd seen them online but were wondering about their origin and whether they were Genesis.
@Richard
Indeed, there's online family tree stuff as well, so not necessarily the electoral roll. I made damn sure I opted out of the public register as soon as I realised they had previously opted me into it without my permission. They had no right to opt me or you or anyone else into it in the first place, but that didn't stop them doing so. Still, whoever it was, I'm guessing that by now they are well aware they have failed and will have moved on to the next potential victim.
I got one of those next to the bed. It's from WWII, her grandfather's sword. Then I got a Banana (Byrna CL | The Most Compact & Powerful Less Lethal Pistol) to carry around loaded with pepper spray and 0.61 Cal Max Projectiles, which won't kill anyone. Still, they will back off, especially when a pepper ball hits near their face. My brothers laugh at the Banana but they didn't laugh when I shot a pepeer ball in the middle of the table.
They all started complaining about their eyes. 
I decided that Das Badezimmer means the bathroom.
i hope I don't need to say before my ride picks me up:
Ich muss ins Badezimmer gehen! Maybe when I get home.
complaint/non-complaint: It's thunderstorming out, so we can't go for our walk. I do like thunderstorms, though, and maybe all that rain will finally wake up the trees a bit. There are many with buds, but a whole lot of them haven't even gotten that far. Seems like the world is slow to wake up this year. I'm looking forward to the sound of wind in the leaves.
I love walking in the rain; it's the only time people can't tell I'm crying. The louder the storm, the harder I can sob.
Thunderstorms in California as well. I like thunderstorms also. However, tonight the power keeps threatening to go out.
I thought I heard something in the kitchen. But it is 2352!
..."yawn"...s-t-r-e-t-c-h....Wait? It's .2352?!?!
Bugger, must have dozed off for a few centuries again. Hate it when that happens.
(then again we should finally now have Star Trek "magic medicine", Where's Bones?).
I'm fond of rain walks as well, but a thunderstorm while pushing (or in Little Dude's case, riding in) a metal-framed wagon is maybe not the safest option.
Also, 44 degrees F is a little on the chilly side.
2352 was the time not the year. It is now 0700
2352 would have been a good time on Earth in the Star Trek Next Generation era.
Non-complaint: I ran out of milk but had some powdered milk hiding in the back of the panty shelf.
Complaint: I've become somewhat lactose intolerant. Whole milk in particular gives me gas and tummy troubles. So, for the last several years I've been using Lactaid brand lactose free milk. (Whole milk without the lactose protein). It's pretty good. Tastes like whole milk, has the texture of whole milk, cooks like whole milk, yeah, it's a tiny bit more expensive, but no tummy troubles.
But, because I cannot always find Lactaid brand in my local grocery, I have to get it when I go into the city to a proper grocery store. Sometimes I run out, and for that situation I have had, for decades, standard Carnation fat-free powdered milk on hand for emergency milk needs like cereal binges. However, it doesn't cook well, and tastes like water.
Then to my surprise while browsing Amazon I find a brand of "powdered, lactose free, whole milk" advertised.
For me, a no brainer. I got it to try it and I've had it on my pantry shelf for six months waiting for a time to be needed. Yesterday was the day. Blech, somewhat of an odd taste, and maybe I didn't get the mixing instructions right, or I haven't mixed it hard enough or perhaps it just separates into tiny globs all by itself.
Cereal still hides its odd taste and it's OK if I shake it up in the bottle it's mixed in just before using. But drinking a glass of it alone is not a satisfying experience.
I was able to not waste it, by squeezing a big glob of year old Hershey's chocolate syrup (like you put on an ice cream sundae) into it to make chocolate milk, but the tiny curdled milk globs kinda spoil the childhood joy of chocolate milk.
I am a bit curious to see how well it cooks in casseroles, but a carton of actual Lactaid is now priorority on my grocery list.