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----- Original Message -----
Subject: Re: Sign in & Registration: Other (KMM115830248V78480L0KM)
Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2008 0:02:23
From: Yahoo! Mobile <cc-mobile-help@cc.yahoo-inc.com>
To: dennis <h82typ@yahoo.com>

Hello Dennis,

Thank you for writing back to Yahoo! Mobile Tech Support.

I understand that you are being redirected to m.yahoo.com when accessing
your regular Yahoo! Homepage.

I apologize Dennis for the inconvenience this has caused you.

According to the information you have given us, it appears you are
having difficulties with your device settings or the installed browser.


Please contact your carrier's support team for more assistance with
correcting this issue.

Please feel free to contact us back should you still have other concerns
or questions. We will be happy to assist you again.

Regards,

Glenn
Yahoo! Mobile Tech Team

Original Message Follows:
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Hello Amanda,

My info: I'm using an LG CU 400, AT&T is my carrier.

I use Opera Mini 4.0.9800 to access the web. Opera Mini is a JAVA App.
that lets me browse the web and view webpages in html not wml.
Perhaps you've heard of Opera Mini?
No matter. Until about 2 weeks ago I could go to www.yahoo.com and my
phone would open up the normal Y! homepage. Now, however, I am being
redirected to a Y!mobile homepage, and I'm decidedly not happy about
that.
My question is this: How do I get to the Y! homepage that is available
to desktop computers? As a follow up question- how do I _keep_ the
normal Y! homepage on my device?
Thanks,
Dennis

Yahoo! Mobile wrote:
> Hello Dennis,
> Thank you for writing to Yahoo! Mobile Tech Support.
> I understand that you are having an issue with the Yahoo! Mobile
> service.
> Your email did not contain enough information for us to determine your

> question or problem. Dennis, in order for us to better understand this

> issue we will need some additional information:
> - Carrier
> - Type and Make of device
> - Mobile Device's phone number
> - Type of Yahoo! Mobile service:
> a. Alerts - News, Sports, Horoscope, Mail, etc.
> b. Browse Yahoo! services on the web
> c. Messaging - Yahoo! Messenger, Yahoo! Mail and text message from

> PC
> d. Yahoo! Photos
> e. Ring tones
> f. Mobile Games
> g. Downloads - mobile phone downloads, PDA downloads
> h. Mobile Go
> - A clear description of your inquiry or the issue you are
experiencing
> - The text of any error messages received
> - Exact steps taken that lead up to this event
> Thank you again for contacting Yahoo! Mobile Tech Support.
> Please feel free to contact us back should you still have other
concerns
> or questions. We will be happy to assist you again.
> Regards,
> Amanda
> Yahoo! Mobile Tech Team
> Original Message Follows:
> -------------------------
>>>REDFRMCON
> Mail-Id:
> w2.help.ukl.yahoo.com-/l/us/yahoo/acct/general.html-1200872043-2955
> Name: Dennis
> Yahoo! ID: H82typ
> Email Address: H82typ@yahoo.com
> Date of Birth:01 -01-01
> Zip Code: 60609
> Alternate Email Address (Non-Yahoo): H82typ@gmail.com
> If yes, check here: Not set by user
> Subject: Sign in & Registration: Other
> Additional Information: I use Opera Mini to access the web, and I
resent
> being redirected to your mobile site. If I wanted the mobile site
> I'd simply open up my phones native browser.
> So, my question is: how do I stop getting routed to your mobile site?
> While Viewing:
> Form Name: http://help.yahoo.com/l/us/yahoo/acct/general.html
> Yahoo ID: : Yahoo id from cookie
>
"https://amt.yahoo.com/amt/dosearch?.token=QBLXy7r_Su3qhvn9wvxDgVl3LUbvJ
> JPvaUNOR63H"
> Other ID:
> Browser: Opera/9.50 (J2ME/MIDP; Opera Mini/4.0.9800/230; U; en)
> REMOTE_ADDR: 195.189.567.336
> REMOTE_HOST: p08-10.opera-mini.net
> Date Originated: Sunday January 20, 2008 - 15:34:03
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My daughter turned 21 over the Summer, and I couldn't wait to share this story with _her_ friends!
When Kristina was 4 or 5, she went to town with her mother. They were food shopping, I'm sure, and Deb had to make a deposit at the bank to put what cash she didn't need into our account. Kristina was in a fussy mood all day and really acted up in line. Deb kept shushing her, escalating to threats of varying degrees of 'privleges' taken away for the next week. Finally Deb couldn't take anymore, reached out, grabbed Kristina by the arm and told her,very quietly," If you don't start behaving this instant, I'm going to have daddy blister your butt when he gets home!"
She said this in a most threatening tone so that Kristina could see that she was serious.
Without batting an eye, Kristina looked up at Deb and said in the same tone of voice,but much louder, "If _you_ don't let go of my arm this instant, I'm telling grandma I saw you kissing daddy's pee-pee last night! "
Well! Y'all know how quiet banks are, right? Deb swears that the tellers stopped counting money, and that every eye was fastened on this little battle of wills. She was next in line. What should she do?
She kept hold of Kristina's arm and marched her to the car.
Deb swears as the doors closed she heard the entire bank(mostly women) erupt into laughter!

Wow! I can't believe it! I actually got to speak to my Sunshine this morning! OK, it wasn't a long phone call, and our voices kinda faded in and out but, wow! I was so embarassed: I just giggled through the entire call. Anyway, She got me good! She says to me,"I'm in New York."
."Where in New York?" I said. I thought she meant the City.
.
. She says, "I'm right in front of your house!"
.
I think to myself,"No way!" But I jump off the couch in the living room, run to the front door and out into the front yard!
.
Very, very good, my Sunshine! I haven't been made a fool of in quite some time! Heineken
.
.Hope we get to really talk next time.*mwah!

My Mother was an excellent cook. It took me a decade to _approximate_ her spaghetti sauce. That my dad and mom loved one another, I have no doubt. The day she died, he lost his best friend. My Mother cooked my Father his favorite meal-well, second favorite meal for his birthday: liver and onions. Yes, I know, all of you (me included) are thinking "EEEEAAAWWW"! Don't lie.
. She wouldn't eat it,either. Hated it, in fact. But she loved him so much, she made it just for him. That and a maple walnut layer cake.
My Mother told me one time that,"Everyone's entitled to their little quirks. Well your Father is mine." Now the 'backdrop' is set.
. Sunday dinner at our house was special. My younger brother, Joe and I would go to Mass with our Father. Mom would stay home and cook.(Mom apparently had a falling out with the Pope, or God and she was determined to wait Them out. Thats a whole other post.) We'd get home, famished, at 2 p.m. and still have an hour before dinner. We sit down and eat, then Dad takes his afternoon nap. He's got a cold and he's snoring. Loudly. Here is where the "fun" starts...
.My Father had a 'partial' set of false teeth - a few molars on top, with barbs on each end to hold them to the other teeth. They were old and loose. Well, he snored so loudly, the teeth became dislodged and fell to the back of his throat at which point he swallowed them! Of course he woke up at this point, confused, I'm sure, and went into the bathroom to try to "bring them up." Well! That didn't work, and my Mom and Dad sat around discussing what he should do. They finally decided that he should go to the hospital because there was no way that they would come out on their own. So he drives himself to the hospital (the incident not being a bonafide emergency, - no blood was coming out of any place it shouldn't-) and the rest of us begin our normal nitetime rituals, this being around 5p.m.
Around 7p.m. the phone rings. It's my Dad. He wants Mom on the phone. She talks to him a half a minute or less, hangs up, tells me to watch my brother,put him to bed, and is gone!
To the hospital! Around 7:30 my Aunt Dee calls ( this is a daily thing. My Mom and Aunt Dee are sisters,and very close.) She asked where my parents were, I told her that daddy had swallowed his plate. She laughed and told me to stop lying, that no one could do that. When it dawned on her that it was his partial, she laughed even harder. So, 9:30p.m. rolls around, I've not heard from my parents, my Aunt calls back,truly concerned now. I leave a note for my parents to call my Aunt no matter what time it is and I go to bed, secure in the knowledge that my Mom is" in charge " at the Emergency Room, and nothing 'bad' can happen.
. Boy, was I wrong!
My Mom comes in around 3 a.m. I hear her talking on the phone to my Aunt. The doctors at the e.r. tried to extract the partial. They tried pulling them up,they pushed them back down. Several times.They finally decided to let my Dad rest. He'd been through enough for one day.
.
So in the next two days he went through several procedures to try and remove the errant teeth... awake and under general anethsesia, none of which were successful. The good doctors at BMMC (then BMH) were stumped. They even called Bellvue, a hospital at that time, run by the City of New York. Bellvues patients were mainly indigent.Drug addicts and drunks made up a large part of its 'clients'. Drunks have been known to swallow their false teeth. Nope, no luck there.
Well, with all of the pushing and pulling of the teeth, the doctors had left small holes in both esophogus and trachea, which led to peritonitis- an infection in the abdominal cavity. Very nasty, and hard to cure. They finally realized the only way to get the teeth out was to do a reversable colostomy, after they took care of the peritonitis. They put drains in his chest and back, to allow fluid to exit his chest and waited until he was strong enough for the ostomy surgery.
Because of the infection, they had to feed him I.V. _nothing_ by mouth, until the infection was gone and the teeth were out.
Did I mention that my Dad loved to eat?
.
.Well,my parents argued with the Docs, they let him go back on solid food after the infection cleared up and the teeth were out. And let him come home to regain his strength before reversing the colostomy. Once again to the hospital, post op recovery and such. When he was finally released from the doctors care my Mom brought him home and laid on a meal usually reserved for major holidays! I can still see him sitting at the dining room table, as my Mom pulls a surprise from her pocketbook. It was his partial! She started laughing as he fondled the now unusable plate, and put a set of chattering teeth on the table,too aiming them straight for him!
His only response was,"Frances, I am not amused." Totally deadpan. This,of course, made my Mom laugh even harder, and she had to go pee...

Yep, you read that right. I'm gonna do both my phones!
Fanny ,aka my Sunshine, my cyber soul mate tagged me with this. After reading her post I really don't know who I'll tag:worried:
.Ah, well here goes:
Nokia 6030 b
Rec'd. call time: 07:45:09
Dialed:41:39:53
.
Total Data sent: 1,458,742 b.
Total Data rec'd.:10,073,190 b.
Total Data Timer:76:43:40
kinda low this month,but this is my voice line.
Total sms out:98.
Total sms in:95.
.
Games and Apps.
OM 4.0(beta) 117.1kb.
OM 3.1 135.5 kb.
Collapse 113.8 kb.
FPC Bench Test 165.3 kB
.
.My Stuff
.Tones: 205.4 kB.
Graphics: 0
Images: 106.6kB
Themes: 164.2kB(1 theme, preinstalled,never used.)
.
Phone numbers: A bunch. This phone doesn't count them, and I refuse!
.

LG CU 400
.
All calls: 2:03:46.
This is primarily a data line, anyway.
.
Data Time: 1:10:34
TOTAL DATA TIME:
1158:52:09
Total data:804,204 kB
.
Games.
Collapse! 74 kB
OM 1.23 mod. 192kB
OM 4.0 b 123kb
.
APPLICATIONS.
OM 3.1 133 kB
. Well, thats all folks. It'd be a lot more impressive if I never cleared anything but not at all accurate.
Thanks, Sunshine, I've got no one to tag now you owe me! Muahaha! *