The Anschluss

Nice Doggie

Nice Doggie

Rorschach test

The inkblot above looks like a dog with one ragged ear poking Denmark and the other ear poking Danzig. In the mouth is Böhmen und Mähren.

Nice Doggy

What if you already had accounts in both places?

If you were like me, then you used the same exact name in both places and the same email. Oh dear, you have used the same information for so many years that you may not have a second email address and you did not write down anything when you logged into your Squidoo dashboard for the last time because you were going to depend on memory. You used that username and password for years so how could you forget them? Except that you must now pick a new username and clone yourself and pick a new forgettable password along with the other hundred password in your life and a new email address.

Oh, I could use that Facebook email address -- except it does not work. Of course, nothing on Facebook works because Facebook is designed that way like a maze or labyrinth or puzzle so that you can never get from point A to point B not even if you are a person who is hard to distract. God forbid if you are easy to distract or you will be there months before concerned neighbors have the police break to find your stinking corpse. Anyway, there is no such thing as Facebook Email. I know. I went to Facebook Help and tried to find "How to find Facebook Email". It didn't know what I was talking about. So feel free to email me at

TheToniRoman@facebook.com

And don't get me started on Google G-mail. The email itself was okay but not the invasion of privacy that came with Google accounts. Years ago, I was one of those who read the fine print of the TOS (terms of agreement) when Google announced that they were changing their policies, so that people could opt-out if they did not agree with the new policies. I closed all my Google accounts when I read in the fine print that Google planned to data mine my email and do other invasive things. I learned that everyone has Google accounts -- even people who think that they don't.

In the midst of moving over your Squidoo lenses to their new home, I mean hub, what if you totally screw up your existing HubPages, login and account? Not to worry because the HubPages were not making any money (while the Squidoo lenses were). So you are double screwed.

I now have two user names but HubPages has integrated my old Hubpages account with the transfer name account -- after an infuriatingly rocky login. Once past that, the changeover may be on course because my dashboard reflects my old HubPages username but acknowledges the Squidoo transfer account which was part of my concern.

Stay tuned for future updates . . .

HubPages: No money here but otherwise a great platform

I don't make a penny at HubPages but you never have to guess what fixes you need to make because they tell you exactly what needs adjusting. At Squidoo, they sadistically kept you guessing and took your money when they suddenly locked you up.

HubPages used to have awful uploading of images but some gifted programmer or programmers fixed that. It has gone from glacially slow to greased lightning. Great job! My compliments.

Hopefully, the acquisition of the Sudetenland, er, Squidoo will mean more widgets and gadgets because Squidoo used to have more selection than anyone but Ucoz which has the policy of use it or lose it. Over the years, the once vast selection of modules (here called capsules) and widgets and gadgets was winnowed down to a few in anticipation of Lost Anschluss. You know, La-La Land, Big Orange, the Squid. Actually, the headquarters of Squidoo LLC was in Hastings-on-Hudson, New York. Easy to forget that if you eat too much lotus.

HubPages is based in Bagdad by the Bay, The Paris of the West, The Golden City (both in reference to the 1849 Gold Rush and the Golden Gate Bridge), Fog City, SF. Science fiction. Google Frisco if you doubt that the city is actually located in Texas. Or is it Colorado? Any way, the town has everything: painted ladies, postcard row, Alamo Square, little cable cars climbing halfway to the stars and even Tony Bennett.


The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay
The glory that was Rome is of another day
I've been terribly alone and forgotten on Broadway
I'm going home to my City by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care

My hub waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me



I made two self-indulgent changes to the lyrics.


I Left My Heart In San Francisco by Tony Bennett

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