It’s very clear to see that I haven’t used this blog since February of 2009, but I swear to all my gods that the reason is good. Without going into too much detail, I was off fighting a war with several large ants, a teapot that could sing you the time and four giant Canadian geese that swore they knew the way to Narnia. Or it’s possible that I simply forgot my account password. To make matters far worse the e-mail account I have attached to this account was deactivate long, long ago. If anyone is keeping track of the score so far, Will was S.O.L. The story of how I recovered my password is both creepy and wonderful. I was eating a very delicious plate of spicy chicken wings, and, while doing this, thought to myself: “Damn these are spicy.” Now picture your favourite movie montage of all time. I’ll give you several moments to complete your thought… … … … Times up. The moment I experienced was just like that — slow moving, with a song by Vanessa Carlton. I remembered that I created my blog password while eating chicken wings with a similar zing. The memory was very vivid, and the password flowed down from my brain to my fingertips and, hallelujah I was able to blog once more! If I were polite, I would send a thank you note to the company that pre-cooked, froze and shipped my chicken wings to my local grocery store, but I’m not that polite. Instead I’ll refrain from ever picking a password that results from the food I’m eating at the time. Better yet I’ll write down my password on a scroll and tape it to my bedroom door. Should a robber ever steal away into my room in the middle of the night he’ll be able to blog for me. Until he forgets my password.
A year gone by…
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