I absolutely abhor malware.......

I came home this evening to my husband growling about his computer balking.

This is never a good sign. It was followed by us having words. My dear sweet wonderful spouse is one step above a Luddite. He uses a computer for his work because he has to, not because he wants to. Not that he has a desire to return to the age of the quill pen, but for him the computer is a necessary evil. Talking with it involves commands somewhat akin to learning another language, also not one of his strong suits.

So debugging his machine falls to me, not that I'm in any real way an IT wonk, but because it doesn't irritate me the way it does him. I figure if I can learn to work in another language with people, I can extend that to machines.

His latest grief is a piece of malware he was 'forced' into downloading and paying for that's a fake antivirus program, a little piece of work named Antivirus Soft Platinum. He only waited a couple of days to tell me this. Rather than put up with his ill humour for the next several days (he's also sick with the cold I brought home last week), it seemed both a wise thing for boh his machine and our marriage for me to spend some quality time undoing the damage to his machine.

So, off to cnet to find what they had to say about this particular piece of crap malware and then download the latest version of maleware bytes. It took minutes to download, an hour and a half to run & while it found 3 pieces of malware which it removed, the fake antiviral program was not one of them. Another 20 minutes nosing about the net for another solution, which is now running, as I make this entry from my iPhone. With luck this one won't take the same 90 minutes the last attempt took.

Keep your fingers crossed for me. I need to get some sleep tonight.

Two attempts have failed….…

And the 3rd is now in progress. I'm off to bed, while malware bytes is running in windows safe mode. If this one doesn't work there is one more potential fix for me to try, but that won't happen until tomorrow night.

In his mildly febrile semi-stupor, my husband just murmered his thanks & asked me to come to bed. That's one request I'm only too happy to comply with.

Weaver and the Leather Lesbians.......

A friend of mine has been talking with a friend of hers back east, about me and friends of mine who're dykes and into the leather lifestyle. Somehow the shorthand for this was "Weaver and the Leather Lesbians". Her friend remarked, "hmmmm, sounds like a concept album."

Hootie and the Blowfish move over, there's a new band in town!