On 03/17/13, Geoff Wilson wrote: > Juno 4 and Eudora 7 could not decypher this message. I forwarded toa gmail account, and cold not decypher it there either > On Sun, 17 Mar 2013 14:52:40 -0400 Jim Henderson <jim.henderson@xxxxxxxx> > writes: [Gobbledegook] Yes. Several friends who got it through the Accmail echo list reported this problem. The version that came through that list to my Verizon account, also was unreadable. I also sent the message to the Helix list, which did not echo it, probably because I had sent it as BCC. Other friends, mostly hot biker chicks who got it either direct from me or forwarded by mutual friends, sent good wishes and kind offers of help, and had no trouble reading it, nor was there anything wrong with the copy I sent direct to my Verizon account. My suspicion is that the problem has nothing to do with Juno or BCC or anyone's reader. Rather probably what my Samsung Galaxy 2 Tab 10.1 tablet, running Android 4.1.1, produces by default, is somehow incompatible with the Freelists echo software that Accmail uses. However, I'm sending this version completely differently: Pasted into Verizon Webmail which is accessed through my real computer. Perhaps in another week I'll have enough vigor to test these things properly, but for the past week I do little more at the computer than keep up with my daily Wikipedia vigilante chores. Lost message here repeated with some additions: ========================================================================================================== Message to several friends, relatives and acquaintances. Kindly forward to anyone I may have missed due to my incomplete transfer of addresses to Google. Some of you know I got hurt a week ago, so you can skip this paragraph. Sunday evening after a pleasant Wikipedia teaching session at Brooklyn Public Library and a too big dinner with fellow Wikinuts, I was in a rush to get to the Brooklyn Bridge before dusk increased the danger of bicycling. I hastily unlocked and unfolded my little bike and secured my cargo. Unlike the other thousand times I've done this, I neglected to fasten one of the two twiddlies that secure the joints. Shortly after crossing Eastern Parkway, the frame folded and collapsed, throwing me forward onto the sidewalk. My reflexes were not quick enough to twist my body appropriately, so my face and left hand took most the impact which would not have much hurt my helmet and shoulder had those been hit harder. Rather than ask the kind bystanders to call an ambulance I put my left spectacle lens in my pocket, inspected for major broken bones, finished folding the bike and took the IRT subway home. Kind fellow passengers gave me a seat, and tissue paper to stanch the dribbling blood. Next morning my regular doctor said the lip was neatly cut and already healing, and everything needed time but no work except my clearly broken hand. Across town the sports medicine doc's X-ray confimed the proximally fractured 4 and 5 metacarpals and he put me in a cast. Day after that I got the eye exam for my new glasses, and my wonderful dentist replaced the broken off corner of my buck tooth. Not as strong as the real thing, he warned. Since then, been spending a week sitting and watching TV when I want to be biking or at least trotting around town. Saturday my new glasses came and I no longer need two rubber bands and cellophane tape to see the screen. Walked down to Times Square Sunday morning for the Half marathon but an arm in a sling and other lesser but still somewhat painful injuries limit my ability to seek good camera angles. Some of you have offered help, and I thank you but I'm managing. Washing dishes without wetting the plaster cast is so difficult, I've been eating out once a day and using paper plates at home. The cast leaves room for my workable fingers to work, so simple cooking only takes about twice the time. Laundry loads must be smaller than normal. The hardest chore is bathing myself, but any of my friends who might hope to have their hot little hands on my battered bodily beauty will not get that excuse. Day by day my mouth hurts less and otherwise I gradually improve. Perhaps a week from now I'll be stong enough to trot most the two miles to the fracture healing progress inspection. If it's going well, then more jogging, unbalanced due to the weight, ought to partially restore my wind, preparing for the day in late April when a free hand will let me hit the road again. Might even be strong enough for the 5 Boro Bike Tour in early May. ======================================================================================== == End of what got munged from Andoid mailer via Juno to Accmail, repeated here from Webmail via Verizon. == To unsubscribe, send a message to ecartis@xxxxxxxxxxxxx with "unsubscribe juno_accmail" in the body or subject. OR visit //freelists.org ~*~