Well, let’s see… Mr. Squirrel’s Dutch cousin emailed us on Thursday with this informative message about our family website:
Hi there!
I was just looking at your website to see if there were some new pictures. But when the site opened it showed a horrible picture, scary music and a text saying the site is hacked. I don’t know if its my computer or something might be wrong with your website. You might wanna take a look at it…
So I log in and holy baloney. She wasn’t kidding.
Both our family and my blog had been hacked (they’re connected. It’s complex. Well, it’s probably not, but let my husband explain it to you.).
The page my husband’s cousin and some other unfortunate visitors saw will likely stay with them a long time. I know I can’t forget what I saw nor heard. The accompanying morbid music which played alongside the disgusting and disturbing photograph of war-savaged corpses sent chills down my back and made me sick.
I know the hacker attack wasn’t personal. They didn’t target me, per se, directly. They attacked my site, I’m guessing from their anti-American message, because they found an ‘in’ to my site, and I’m an American, so (weee!) let’s post a picture of bloated corpses and what? Get your message out? To whom? The four people, tops, who saw it before it was removed? What was the point? I’m not sure. I’m not spreading their message (it was more detailed than “america sux!”), and I haven’t been moved by their scare tactics to switch “sides?”
Still, I can’t express how upsetting the experience was for me. I didn’t even let my closest blog friends know about it until after I contacted our site hosting company to take down both of our sites. I didn’t want them to see it (even though I was going to warn them NOT to go to my blog…I know how it is when you want to see what you shouldn’t see) and be sickened as well.
All I do know is that
1. I don’t know much about my hosting company or WordPress
2. I know even less about the files needed for my blog to function
3. there is some creeepy music out there
4. I don’t enjoy corpses
5. hackers can suck my butt
6. If you know of anyone up for helping me to secure my WordPress blog, I’d be happy to talk to them
7. I’m glad to have my blog back.
If you were one of the few to see the hacked frontpage, I apologize. Thanks for taking a chance and returning here.
2. Please stop posting until I’m finished catching up on my Google Reader. I’m down to 139 posts. So…until I give you the go-ahead, cease and desist from hitting PUBLISH thanks. You’re a peach.
3. My header. It’s still gone. I need help. I just need to pop something up there you know what I mean? Help? I’m asking you. Please?
4. I’m currently playing Scrabulous with three people, and I’ve been waiting all day for your next moves. What gives? Also? Do you cheat? What constitutes cheating with an online game that provides you with all 2 letter words AND the option to check to see if a word is valid? My opinion? Those are fine, but using an external webpage designed to take your letters and generate a word? Not fair. Your thoughts?
before Cletus arrives. Make me laugh, will ya? Uncork the plug, people, and let’s get this show on the road.
Just caption the picture and we’ll pick a winner in a few days!
Also…did you notice the new Jojo pics in the header? Thanks to Ranie O’Dell for making it and my good friend Carly for uploading it! Of course, the header has been done since October, but I haven’t had a chance to beg someone for help in installing it…ya know, nothing like leaving it until the last minute when I’ll need to update it again with Cletus pics!
I thought I’d post a quick pick of the big baby bellly to tide any bitterness at my lack of posting. Looking back, NaBloPoMo (every day in November!) turned out to be a really good thing for me & blogging. I just can’t seem to post from my parents’ home without a deadline looming overhead. Otherwise, I’m trying to catch a nap while Jojo begs for black olives to eat off the ends of his fingers.
Oh yes, and guess who forgot to mention her 2 year blogiversary? Oops, that’s me. December 26, 2005, a little bitter rant turned into this multi-million dollar enterprise bigger bitter blogger base known as HollowSquirrel. Please kick back some cocktails for me, since I’m abstaining!
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A quick HollowSquirrel Family Favorites of Christmas 2007:
Jojo — the clear cut winner…well, something simliar to this, but with EIGHT cars that we lose throughout the day and must hunt down with a vengenance usually reserved for binkies.
Mr. Squirrel — it’s a toss up between this and this.
Me — ahhhh snap, so many good ones, but probably this. Is it bad that I still REALLY want a new purse? What color would you get — Love Red, black or opium (gray)?
Ok, I have to cut this short cuz my nosy mom moved next to me on the couch…she’s hellbent on finding my blog, me thinks.
That’s with two “l”s, people. Nothing like contemplating jumping on the bandwagon at the last possible minute…but what do you think of me doing NaBloPoMo? This means I’ll post every. single. day. in November, even though on several days, we’ll be driving across the Northeast. Also: I’ll have to contend with and overcome blogging at my parents’ house.
CAN I HANDLE THE NABLOPOMO?? And more importantly, would you want me to handle the NaBloPoMo? Will you support me when if I fail and fall into a shame spiral? Couldya come up with some fabulous topics which I could post about?
Just because I cannot just say no, here’s another post on the subject…
