Perhaps a new name for Techno Scouse

Well, it’s been a while since I’ve been on here. There are about 3 blog drafts that I started, but just couldn’t be arsed finishing off. Then, TS and I had the great joy of moving house. I will probably go into detail another time about that, bu for now I just want o try and get back into the habit of posting for my small fan-base.

And todays subject is something close to my heart… Techno Scouse. However, I am considering renaming her for blog purposes to Nibbler, after the strange small creature with pointy teeth and an appetite for destruction on Futurama. I probably don’t need to say much more to justify that change, other than to explain why TS may not be suitable any more.

We are now in our shiny new flat, and have eventually got broadband internet installed. Oh happy day! Well, TS was keen to get the wireless connection up and running, so she could once again ridfe ostriches and attack goblins with glove puppets on Final Fantasy.  So out comes all the old router equipment (which was a challenge to find in

…sorry, just to interrupt she’s almost knocked the TV overwhile tidying up. Genius…

where was I? oh yes, finding the router was a challenge in itself as certain things were not really packed that strategically.

SO eventually the router is wired up, and the foul mouthed imp is ranting about getting it all sorted. The network is apparently beaming internet godness throughout the flat and all is well apart from the fact that the network is not secured.

And with that, a tirade of language that would offend Roy Chubby Brown pours forth from my usually demure fiance! This is caused by the Beklin website being “f*cking sh*te”, it apparently being impossible to secure the network, and there being no password written down anywhere. To remind you all, TC works in web design, and has in the past worked in product support for internet connection problems.

I, on the other hand, am a dispicable lawyer who only uses the internet to spew forth my opinions on this blog and to but cut-throat razors on ebay.

So guess which one of us calmly points out the fact that it requires the WEP code, which is written down in at least 3 locations that I know of, as well as being saved on TC’s computer.

I won’t explain who was right and who was wrong, as I really wouldn’t want to embarass the little eejit. Needless to say it went very quiet for a few minutes. What a result!

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