I don't know the the proper terminology. I have two boxes and one address. One of the boxes is Comcast the other Gmail. I use the same name for both, rncshulak. It may be time for a change.
We bought our first computer in 1998. Daughter Jennifer suggested my e mail address, rncshulak@. I used it in that form for several years. It took a long while before I noticed, depending on font, how the rnc and mc look alike. I had no idea how many people confused the two since I wouldn't get the wrong mail. I eventually saw the confusion when I got a receipt via snail mail from our travel agent. She had my e mail address on file as mcshulak.
The reason Jenn started with the rn is because I am (or was) an R.N. If I was a rap person or a record scratcher d.j. (not sure if both positions qualify) I could use the other one, mc or M.C. Aren't there many guys like M.C. Hammer and M.C. Tuchus? A couple of years ago I started using the capitalization to end any confusion, RNCshulak.
I just checked the Gmail account. I had forty four e mails, none remotely important. Forty were from the same place. I guess I'm really supposed to be using some coupons. They really, really want me to buy personnel hygiene and skin products. With just one click I sent all forty four of them to the "Trash" folder. They can reside there for a while. Maybe later I'll change my mind about the pantie hose.
Taking a look at the Comcast e mail this morning I have many notices from Face Book. When I first starting getting the "Mrs. X commented on Susie Q's comment about Frieda's new hat" they bothered me. Not so now, the e mail notifications are the best way to keep up with everyone. Beside F.B. I subscribe to several travel sites. I get very few personal e mails and do get a lot of spam. American Farmland, what the Hell is that? Every few months I go through and unsubscribe many things.
Change the e mail address? It feels just like I would be changing my name. After all, what if someone I haven't communicated with in six or seven years decides to e mail me? I would be O.O.L or worse U.T.C.W.A.P. It could be a long lost cousin or other relative with a large bequest of money. I think I should keep what I have been using all these years, RNCshulak@comcast.net or RNCshulak@Gmail.com . Write me, OK?
In one of the past entries I wrote about my oldest brother and his name change. If you missed that, he was born Boris Fredrick and changed it to Fredrick Boris, less Russian. I often wonder if I should have done the same?
When I was ten I went to a "speech" class. I had (and still do depending on circumstances) a speech impediment, that's a good word isn't it? Impediment. I don't know the reasons, something about palate structure and teeth positioning. I had what they called a lateral lisp and it was a problem.
I couldn't properly pronounce words beginning with J, CH and SH. Air would pass under my tongue and escape out the side of my mouth. I sounded like a cross between Donald and Daffy Duck. The J wasn't a great problem but my name begins with CHarles SHulak and that was a problem. I couldn't pronounce my name.
I took speech therapy lessons. I practiced talking hours on end. The movie that won the Academy Award for Best Picture last year was about someone with a speech problem. See what happens when you're the King of England. I get nothing and he gets a movie. After all the classes and lessons and practice I wasn't improving. Eventually I went to a specialist who suggested I have orthodontics. The cost of this was almost two thousand dollars. Then two thousand dollars would get you a car, and, a full tank of gas.
Irving got the estimate, discussed it with my mother and sprung for ten dollars, the cost of a name change. I paid for braces myself when I was twenty two, it helped some. Occasionally, when I'm in a hurry or tired I slip and the lisp is noticeable. It's really no big deal now and who knows, I may have a movie made about it. I bet the next time we talk, you'll listen.
On my homepage today there is a heading "How to Own Your House." It explains various ways to own your home free and clear. It lists creative financing tips to achieve that goal. The first example states: "Pay Off Your Mortgage." I never thought of that. Isn't that something, you mean we will actually own this house when we pay off the mortgage? That will be great, then we can take care of the termites, maybe.
I took a break and went up to Safeway this morning. Of course I got in the wrong line. I had my choice, one of two. My line had a lady checking out, one behind her, then me. The one checking out decided she needed Mangos. I don't know if she got the Sweet Ataulfo or the Large Conventional type but she got a bag full. While three people stood around waiting she's picking out Mangos. I'm pretty sure it would have been faster if she was getting them off the trees, or whatever they grow on. By the way, they are three for a buck.
While we were waiting for Mango woman the other shopper and I started talking. She was telling me how healthy all of my purchases looked, except the cookies. She didn't say anything about the box of fudgesicles (they are for Wanda). We were talking about diets and portion control, weight loss and sensible eating habits. She told me she recently lost sixty five pounds. She was only about five feet tall. "Yep," she said, "That's what a heart attack can do for you." She had one item, a thirteen dollar slab of bacon. I bet she wants to take off a few more pounds.
My turn, I had eleven items and spent $22.94. My empty cart had two reusable bags in the little accident waiting to happen kids seat. When Wanda and I go together she checks out while I bag. I so enjoy the challenge of what to put where. It gives me a great sense of accomplishment if I haven't totally squashed something when we get home. Today I'm alone so one of the store employee's is "bagging." He looked over at me and said, "Do you want to use these bags?" while pointing to them.
I'm thinking now, Pay off the mortgage or use the reusable bags, which one for the top of the stupid list?
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