I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

well, I'm told that my problems with pics and icons has something to do with the fact that I can't use Internet Explorer 7 with Windows 2000, and I need--apparently, IE 7 to install abdobe flash player and such. Is this correct?

Thank you all, once again, for all of your incredible kindess and support during my latest "crisis," it is deeply appreciated!

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
--William Shakespeare

Okay, I downloaded Adobe flash on Windows 200--now I can't see ANY images at all! Not icons or photos or anything? What do I do?

UPDATE: I tried uninstalling adobe flash, and I still cannot view icons or most pictures--even the illustraion of the Daleks on my blog header is gone. What do I do?

I have the new Windows 2000 hard drive up and running, but...I can no longer view any of my pics--old or brand new, in photobucket. Anyone know why this may be happening, and, is there any way to fix it?

Well, the good news first, ey?

I'm back online. Have some glitches to deal with, and it will take me weeks and/or months to get every blessed thing sorted...like getting Windows office again, as my CD is only for XP and this is 2000, so I will be without a word proccessor for a bit, which means any Dr Who stories or plays or whatnot will either have to continue to be handwritten, or I'll have to set up a private working blog somewhere, where I can write stuff and keep my notes, sort of like my misc. blog on blogger, for my crap plays.

Anyway, I am thrilled to be back online at home. I am well used to being completely alone, and the silence which that entails, but it is so good to be able to "talk" to the world again, in the privacy of my own home, and not have to worry (too much anyway) about nosy co-workers butting into my private life--what life? Not sure why anyone here in Glens Falls would give a damn about my personal business, as I don't go anywhere or do anything much, as a rule.

I am feeling better, I'm also pleased to say. Spent much of yesterday in bed, sleeping the dregs of the flu/pnuemonia off. Unfortunately, a possible side effect of this has happened, and it's not good.

I went to the doctor's Thursday, for a quick check of my lungs--mentioning that I'd had this awful salty/saline taste in my mounth...well, the nurse I was seeing ordered some tests, and now I have to go for another lung x-ray and stuff...I didn't mention this before 'cos I don't want anyone at work to know...I've a sign of some kind of rare-ish lung cancer, it seems. It'll probably turn out to be nothing, as I've never smoked in my life--tho' I spent most of my childhood around my dad, whose nickname was "smokey," for a reason...he used to smoke as many as 5 packs of Pall Mall's a day, and he himself had lung cancer. And, I did spent a lot of the latter part of the 80's and early 90's in smoke filled auction barns quite a few nights out of the week, back when mum and I had our flea market business. Still...

I'm not overly worried. I mean, over the last 20 years, I've been told that I might have ovarian cancer, would be blind in a year, that I might have MS, that my horse-related back injury would put me in a wheel chair, and more recently that I had congestive heart failure---NONE of which proved to be true! So, I'm not sweating too much about the lung cancer bit...all because my spit tastes salty? I think it's once again a case of Chicken Little syndrome on the part of my health care providers. When I die of anything, it'll likely be kidney failure like my mum had, or my heart, perhaps. And, truthfully for me, there really are far worse things than dying, trust me on this.

ALL of my sidebars are GONE from my blog--they are gone, gone gone! What the hell is happening to Bcuk???

I can't access comments or previous posts...every single thing has totally disappeared!

Has anyone else had bcuk bugs on their blog?

And, sorry if you don't like me being upset with the blog for the vast amount of bugs that occur, but you know, as I just wrote a negative commenter, this blog is my lifeline to the outside world--it is the ONLY connection pretty much, that I have with other human beings. Oh, I sometimes chat with people in the office, but basically, this blog is IT. Without this blog I have no one, nothing. I might as well be living in a tent in the middle of the Sahara. I'm sure at least 99% of you cannot grasp what this is like, how it feels. I'm pretty well adjusted to being alone, but still...imagine having no one to tell you thoughts to, your sorrows, joys, troubles and memories? No one, not ever? Can you even begin to grasp how hard that is on a human being? So pardon me if I get upset by having my lifeline messed up.

You, who have, and have had, so much, Whom takes for granted the simple act of talking and texting and writing in a blog, why do you begridge someone who has had so little, being upset about problems?