The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

Beyond how awesome Annie Lennox is, I have a fond spot for the Eurythmics. We had lunch I. The little eatery in mt st michel (the medieval island Abbey on coastal France) on our honeymoon in 1983 when Sweet Dreams came on the little transistor radio that was leaning against the window. It was the first song in English I had heard in two weeks. Every time I hear it I’m right back there
 
I went through an 80s music phase late last year and early this year. Sweet Dreams is one of the best. Of the 80s rock/synth stuff, "Gloria" by Laura Brannigan and "Walking On Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves were my favorite. And I understood Gen X a lot better when I heard "We're Not Gonna Take It" by Twisted Sister.
 
It's a beautiful but cool morning and the sun is shining in my face. There's a cold front going through but it looks like we're going to miss the precipitation today.

I've got a fresh pot of coffee going and the teapot is hot. There are cookies and donuts on the counter. Please don't feed the plot bunnies. They are getting a bit out of hand.

I'll be over in the corner working on my story. I keep getting distracted by all of the wonderful stories being submitted for the Winter Holiday contest. Hopefully I'll get my next entry done in time. Only my Muse knows for certain ...
 
I see the attraction of writing a T/I story. Santa's Lap, my absurd mommy sat in my lap story for the winter contest, has been up for only a few hours now. It is already my fourth most voted on story and my fifth most favorited story. It already has more views than my real attempt at a contest entry, which itself has the most views of any Romance I have written.
 
Can someone confirm that life in the 1980s was exactly like this:


There is not one single aspect of this song or video that I'm not completely enchanted by. The electronic sounds. The lyrics. The way he points at the camera and says "Stop!" and then some lyrics are generated with the best voice technology of the time. Even the unexpected turns the song takes make me feel like this was a moment in time.

I am enjoying this.
 
Can someone confirm that life in the 1980s was exactly like this:


There is not one single aspect of this song or video that I'm not completely enchanted by. The electronic sounds. The lyrics. The way he points at the camera and says "Stop!" and then some lyrics are generated with the best voice technology of the time. Even the unexpected turns the song takes make me feel like this was a moment in time.

I am enjoying this.
I was really young in the 80s so I can neither confirm nor deny.
 
I have to admit I did not know this song -- I just looked at the lyrics. By and large, this was not the music I was listening to at the time, so I'm not shocked.

Unlike Fairy, I was very much alive and active in 1983 -- it's the year I got married (to my current wife). I also took a good step and moved from senior management back to line engineering (at a more cutting edge company), which turned out well for me professionally.
 
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I see the attraction of writing a T/I story. Santa's Lap, my absurd mommy sat in my lap story for the winter contest, has been up for only a few hours now. It is already my fourth most voted on story and my fifth most favorited story. It already has more views than my real attempt at a contest entry, which itself has the most views of any Romance I have written.
That's a thrill, ain't it?

Twelve of my thirteen most-viewed stories are in T/I. The exception (at #8) has been on the Romance top list for years, but even that doesn't overcome the size of the T/I crowd. For favorites, thirteen of the top fourteen are in T/I, with the same Romance story being the exception.

Scoring isn't bad either. Discounting later chapters, my top-three scorers are romantic stories, though the top one is a paranormal Romance in Novels and Novellas. The rest of the top 10 are all in T/I.
 
Well fraud has a way of invading your world and setting up deep roots. So, to add to what has happened since my first post about it, I'll give afew short points.

I've had three new credit cards issued. Two were intercepted by someone pretending to be me at the online bank system. The bank finally stopped that. They froze my three checking accounts, the credit crards and all the auto payments. Thus far they have returned about $25,000 in charges to those accounts. I cannot access them for 90 days so I am using a savings account to pay bills in cash. The autopay utilities were denied so they will not accept checks from me for a year now. I have to send the cash to them at a local office on the other side of the city. That's now an added duty for the housekeeper.

I've been denied or rejected loans for two houses and a home equity loan. None of those were asked for by me. Thankfully.

A major lender sent me a letter saying their database was hacked and my info stolen. That came after all the fraud started.

I've frozen my credit with Experian etc.

My landline phone with AT&T was ported by someone also. I noticed it was dead one day and called them. After hangups and two hours they wanted to send a tech to install a new fiber line connection, modem etc at great new speeds. I told them I didn't need speed on that forty year old line that is tied to a fax. A week after that my cable company went down. I called for service and found AT&T was charged three times what the cable guys did for the same service on their modem I already had. I called AT&T to cancel and two more hours on the phone getting bounced around and disconnected they said the number had been ported to another company and I no longer had service with them. I called the other company to report the fraudent porting. They 'were sorry' but since I wasn't the person on their account with their password etc I couldn't cancel it. I called the headquarters about it and found that the line was no longer in service with the new company either. So, I lost the old number and gained a new one at less cost.

Feeding mad, I canceled my celllphone with AT&t and signed up with the cable company for that too also 1/3 the cost.

I got a call from the police fraud division and have paperwork to file for that. Sitting on my desk.

Crime evidently pays, as no one seems really concerned about this level of criminality.
 
That's a thrill, ain't it?

Twelve of my thirteen most-viewed stories are in T/I. The exception (at #8) has been on the Romance top list for years, but even that doesn't overcome the size of the T/I crowd. For favorites, thirteen of the top fourteen are in T/I, with the same Romance story being the exception.

Scoring isn't bad either. Discounting later chapters, my top-three scorers are romantic stories, though the top one is a paranormal Romance in Novels and Novellas. The rest of the top 10 are all in T/I.

I couldn't write that many of them. I don't want to kink shame, but I couldn't do it. The comments complain about wanting more sex. Any more sex and I would have been having to take a shower after every paragraph. That story is absolutely the one and only. It is easy views though. I'm not sure I spent four hours on it, including editing. Certainly the easiest story I've ever written.
 
Well fraud has a way of invading your world and setting up deep roots. So, to add to what has happened since my first post about it, I'll give afew short points.

Absolutely incredible amount of damage, DM. How they - whoever "they" are - can perpetuate the fraud in so many ways boggles the mind. I'm dumbfounded for you.
 
I was hoping to hear there had been some arrests.
Far too early for that. It took a month for a call back from a police theft department to get in touch with me. I got a form to fill out and return next week before they process and assign a case detective. So another month before they check on anything? Not like TV one hour resolutions. ;)
 
Can someone confirm that life in the 1980s was exactly like this:

Put it this way, I had those earrings. And most girls at my school had that hair and makeup when going out. And computers looked like that and make those noises.

There was the exciting cheerful 80s like that, or Take On Me, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, etc, and then there was the grittier 80s - Smalltown Boy, for example.
 
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