Photobucket problem?

[Carrie]

I tried to sign in to my Photobucket account just now, it keps saying
'incorrect user name or password". I know my username and password.. I tried
"forget password" but it said they have no account of my username. Same with
my email address.
I checked on here because I had recently posted links to pictures I had
uploaded to Photobucket, and they still open. So, the account/album is still
there.
I'll try again later. I don't have the cap locks on and typed it in
carefully. It's sort of like The Twilight Zone, maybe I'm not really here or
something.

[Carrie]

"Carrie" <starch...@charter.net> wrote in message
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Okay, I just tried it a few more times and now it works... Internet
ghosts?

[Ulysses]

> Okay, I just tried it a few more times and now it works... Internet
> ghosts?
>
>

I know the feeling. When mad at the computer,
I slap the monitor, bang on the keyboard,
stomp the floor and yell at the computer to wake up and listen
we all treat our computers like they are human

[Carrie]

"Ulysses" <uly...@whatsthat.com> wrote in message
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when I first got a computer (1998, seems like a long time ago now, and
like I've always had one) I was writing something about this and someone
said there had been a study where they found computers reacted to the
moods./feelings of the one using it.
I used to think (and maybe still do) you have to show the computer you
know what you're doing, of pretend you do. Like sit down and hit keys and
do something, in a confident way. I remember when they first were getting
popular (computers) must have been back in the dos days, being at Sears
(store) in a room with computers around for people to look at, and a little
kid sitting down and hitting keys and bring things up and doing something on
one. I also remember when our libray changed from the cardfile system to
computer (they called them terminals, set up to look things up) I thought
I'd never find anything in the library (by looking it up) again. I'd get
stuck and the librarian would come and hit a few keys and bring it up.
We have to remember who is the boss (me or this hunk of plastic, cables
and circuits)