October 20, 20205 yr Active Members This showed up on my post page this morning: Have no idea what it means, but the word "fatal" always causes me some concern. Nothing, however, that a penis-pick can't fix.
October 20, 20205 yr That is the IFrame for VS Media. It is not working right now and their team is not awake it. It is not on our site. It is Flirt's site.
October 31, 20205 yr Author Active Members Thank you for the explanation. Oh the trials and tribulations of dealing with advertiser's coding. Sometimes I think this whole internet stuff is for shit. I'm glad I remember the days before computers. I had no problem enjoying life and finding fun things to do. No problem going back if we must. You never know.
November 1, 20205 yr 12 hours ago, RockHardNYC said: Thank you for the explanation. Oh the trials and tribulations of dealing with advertiser's coding. Sometimes I think this whole internet stuff is for shit. I'm glad I remember the days before computers. I had no problem enjoying life and finding fun things to do. No problem going back if we must. You never know. Likewise. I can’t believe the number of young guys I know who sit around bitching about the futility of grindr, but then express incredulity at my suggestion they just go out to a bar/club and pick up somebody in person.
November 1, 20205 yr Active Members On 10/31/2020 at 5:10 AM, RockHardNYC said: I'm glad I remember the days before computers. I had no problem enjoying life and finding fun things to do. No problem going back if we must. You never know. 18 hours ago, AdamSmith said: Likewise. Lately I've also been thinking about some additional disengagement. Although I got my first computer forty years ago and went on-line a few years after that, I've never wanted to become so immersed that I couldn't survive without connectivity. Even so, the pull to be ever-connected is stronger than I'd like. I live in an area with regular power outages and spotty cell phone coverage, so I do go cold-turkey from time to time, including three days last week. Thirty years ago, that meant walking to a friend's house, taking some long hikes, and pulling out a handful of votive candles to read after dark. The world always returned a few days later and I hadn't missed all that much. Last week though, I was getting anxious enough by the end of the first day that I wandered around till I got a cell signal and checked for the latest power outage update. Pre-Covid, I'd have gone to the local library and used their WiFi connection. I found I really don't enjoy being off the grid as much as I used to, and that's a concern. Having avoided Facebook and Twitter and all the social apps, I'm not hooked in as much as most of my friends are, but I'm still too tethered for comfort. I'm wondering what gradual steps I might take to further cut the ties. Thanks RockHard and AdamSmith for voicing some of the same concerns. I wonder if a small support group might be in order. 18 hours ago, AdamSmith said: I can’t believe the number of young guys I know . . . This has indeed strained the credulity of even your most ardent admirers.
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