YouTube and Facebook

Yr Fthfl Srvnt has a fantabulous video of my rescue Irish-Setter slurping out of a Petco toilet.
I had to give up on that dog just after Thanksgiving. She was 13 years old, and starting to get seizures.
I miss that dog immensely, and was told I should get another. I go about it slowly, and located a rescue Irish-Setter facility in southeastern PA.
They were harboring an Irish-Setter in which I was interested.
Only recently I found they were a rescue Irish-Setter facility, and they had other Setters I might be interested in, mainly oldsters.
I’m age-74 with questionable balance, so don’t know that I could easily handle a lunging maniac.
E-mails were exchanged, and I thought my toilet-slurping video might be interesting.
E-mail wouldn’t crunch it, it was too big. So crunch it on YouTube or Facebook. Both crunch videos.
Easier said than done.
As far as I know I have a YouTube account. I occasionally comment on YouTube videos, and apparently can. I uploaded a Smartphone video years ago. If I YouTube search my dog’s name, “Scarlett,” I get the video.
Things changed since then. No longer does one easily fly a video — or so it seems. The techies got hold of YouTube, such that those of us born in the prior century became entirely stupid.
As we all know, the 20th century is mere fabrication = a massive stunt by Hollywood and the TV-news. Kennedy wasn’t assassinated, we never went to no Moon, and Elvis works in a Kentucky-Fried in Memphis.
Perhaps it was because I was operating from YouTube’s search-window. I’ll hafta try otherwise.
I asked an old friend now living in Oneonta (NY) to help me. Unfortunately I need her beside me: “WAIT A MINUTE!” I’d say.
In other words: mental lockup, bane of a stroke-survivor/old geezer.
Okay, scotch YouTube. I know I can fly videos on Facebook, and that rescue Irish-Setter place has a Facebook.
So I cranked slurpy-tongue on their Facebook. Twiddle thumbs while upload-bar advances, Then “Your video is ready to view.”
Success, I thought. I viewed it: there’s silly Scarlett slurping out of Petco’s hydration-station.
So I fired up the rescue Irish-Setter’s Facebook, and it wasn’t there. Maybe it shouldn’t be — I never know how Facebook works = born in the prior century.
I also tried flying the video to my Oneonta friend. She said something about “file-compression” for e-mail. No idea how that works — I need her beside me.
“Thinkin’ is dangerous,” I’m told. “If I don’t understand it, I can’t do it,” I respond.
So I cranked the video onto her Facebook, but only as a FB “comment.” She’s one of two Facebook “friends” I have who took down their “wall.” Nothing wrong with that — she had good reason.
Slurpy-tongue successfully uploaded, I viewed it, but now I can’t find it on her Facebook. I hope she can successfully view it, although it’s not pertinent.
Same with rescue Irish-Setter. But I perceive my video wandering around in cyberspace; I no longer can find either.
WHAM-BAM! Try this, try that! Born in the wrong century, I tell ya!
Mention rabbit-ears to a millennial, and they think yer talkin’ about rabbits.

• I had a stroke October 26th, 1993 from an undiagnosed heart-defect since repaired. I pretty much recovered. Just tiny detriments; I can pass for never having had a stroke.