Usernames and Passwords

[Sorry: Politics kicked aside for today. -BZ]

I think I'm done.

No; I know I'm done.

Everything, everywhere, requires a "username" and a "password."

Everyone and everything, from grocery stores to bookstores, additionally, want you to sign up for their individual "cards." I don't have a key-ring or a wallet large enough. Nor am I going to get one.

I'm done. No more information or cards or usernames or passwords unless I ABSOLUTELY have to have one, say, for my credit card provider. And I blast RADIO SHACK for starting this bullshit. Even when paying cash, years ago, they would require a phone number or a zip code. Which is why I STOPPED purchasing ANYthing at RADIO SHACK.

I'm done with, for starters, blogs that require a username and password. If I don't already read you and already have one of those with you, then I'm deleting you in my The Usual Suspects blogroll. I'm just done.

I'm not just at "threshold" -- I'm beyond threshold.

I'm username'd and password'd and card'd OUT.

And -- of course -- you absolutely cannot use the same username or password from one site or blip or blog from one to another or you're going straight to Hell. Because, naturally, the sites simply won't let you do that. Here is essentially what each and every site would want for your password:

845JNVNMVBP-Q989IEHYFN VHkevnqp-8oenbn v-p84jmkbmqw-89e4nngv0q87njl.b-7NVH679039W3Ghvpq8vnn8884

Some sites might even think this a "weak" password.

So go ahead. Try to remember that crap.

I reflect my philosophy on my own blog.

Trolls make me, now and then, go on and off Comment Moderation. But, because I HATE word verification, you won't see me forcing you to trudge through that inane bullshit.

So, to those of you whom I've deleted or to whom I will no longer read and/or comment: sorry. But life is already too terribly complicated for me. If I can't figure your site or comments out in five seconds, I'm gone. I don't have that many years left. No one's site is worth my frustration. I'm just a: curmudgeon. Admitted.

I've actually gotten to the point where I have to carry a small notebook around with me which is alphabetically tabbed and contains NOTHING but usernames, passwords, addresses, URLs and phone numbers of the essential agencies and sites in my life.

Finally:

How do YOU handle all this burgeoning username and password garbage? How do you frigging COPE?

Or do you even try anymore?

I'm at my wit's end. What about you?

BZ