Anyone involved in Google AdSense (as an affiliate trying to earn some extra income) has seen the warning in their Google AdSense account:
Earnings at risk - You need to fix some ads.txt file issues to avoid severe impact to your revenue.
I have AdSense on this Blogger / Blogspot blog, as well as on two of my six hosted WordPress websites.
I had no real problem at all getting my two WordPress websites set up with the required ads.txt file, and occasionally I see a few pennies trickle into my AdSense account due to those two websites.
But even though this blog has the ads.txt file correctly installed, I have not received a single cent from this blog since Google issued that warning ─ and the warning is still glaringly present in my Google AdSense account:
I have reached the conclusion that there is some fundamental flaw with many Blogger / Blogspot websites that Google is refusing to acknowledge.
However, there are apparently other types of websites whose owners are complaining about having similar issues ─ that is, even though their ads.txt files have been correctly installed, this damned warning will not go away and no income is being generated.
And big, dumb Google says nothing ─ no constructive advice whatsoever to any of us.
It sure isn't like I've ever made a killing with AdSense ─ Google has made it more and more difficult to accumulate any revenue.
I am in Canada, so nothing is paid out to me until my balance reaches $100. Guess when I last received a payout?
Sometime in September 2016.
And since my account presently has a balance of $50.92, I am barely over half way to my next payout.
I'm 70 years old ─ I am not going to see too many more such payouts! I mightn't even be around for the next one.
This is ridiculous.
On another matter, as I reported yesterday, my younger brother remained home instead of hieing off to a bar to get drunk. And that was the second day in which he remained home within the past five days.
Putting that in perspective, my brother has not previously failed to go off to a bar to get drunk in a few years ─ barring days such as Christmas Day when nothing is open.
Fortunately, he has disappeared this afternoon ─ he was gone when I rose from my afternoon nap. Perhaps I will be able to get to bed early this evening instead of having to sit up into the midnight hour operating our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box that he has no facility at operating.
With him home last evening, I led things off with a movie ─ 2017's The Mummy.
It certainly had its flaws, but it was definitely non-stop action. Anyone who loves that in a movie would have been delighted with this one, I think.
I did not realize it until just now scanning the Wikipidia article on Sofia Boutella, the actress who portrayed the evil title character, that she also played the deadly, legless bodyguard / assassin with the springy blades for lower limbs which could be used to slice people in half in the movie Kingsman: The Secret Service.
Although the actress portraying The Mummy title character was very familiar to me, I was certain that she was the mute maid in the T.V. series The Alienist, but that actress is apparently Q'orianka Kilcher.
Anyway, with the movie over, I next tuned in an episode of American Gods ─ we're only sticking with it because we've been watching it from the start, and now the second and final season is nearly over for us. In fact, last evening we watched the penultimate episode ─ the one in which the 'giant' leprechaun (played by Pablo Schreiber) gets killed by Shadow.
If he had been killed off much earlier, maybe we'd have abandoned the often boring and utterly ridiculous series, for 'Mad Sweeney' and 'Dead Wife' Laura Moon (played by Emily Browning) are the only two character we like and care about.
Why would the idiots behind a series kill off one of its two main attractions? Do they truly believe their product is that good?
It bloody well isn't.
It has only been while writing this post that I have discovered that Pablo Schreiber was born right here in my British Columbia. My brother is going to be surprised to learn that!
But moving on with this narration, once the T.V.-viewing was done for last night, I didn't waste much time getting to bed in the midnight hour, for I had no idea when my wife would be showing up following her long day working at her friend's Thai restaurant.
I successfully got to sleep without hearing her come to bed, and only later realized that she was present in it with me and I could not remember ever having been disturbed by her.
Unfortunately, I was awake and rose around 5:30 a.m. this morning to use the bathroom. Upon returning to bed, once I found myself just as awake nearly 40 minutes later, I decided to just get up and put work into the post I am developing at one of my six hosted websites.
I had thought awhile later that I could use my eldest stepson's bed to rest in once he left on his drive to work, but for the second consecutive day he did not bother going to work.
It was well past 9:00 a.m. before my brother rose; and my wife rose around 9:30 a.m. to begin readying for her workday. She has an 11:00 a.m. start at the restaurant, but she was apparently having to place an order on its behalf to Henlong (Google map) that she was going to have to pick up.
The ground is still covered with a smaller portion of the 1½ or so inches of snow that fell yesterday, but it has finely rained for what seems the entirety of today and probably last night, too.
My wife left on her goodly drive very soon after I tuned in another movie for my brother and I to watch ─ this time, the 2012 feature Byzantium. Sadly, it was somewhat cerebral in tone, and consequently my brother did not much like it. Actually, he groused that he wouldn't give it a '5' our of a potential rating of '10'.
My brother does not like to have to think too much when it comes to his movie and T.V. entertainment.
I am quite a Saoirse Ronan fan, and I am trying to catch as many of her movies as I can find. My brother clued into that for the first time today.
The movie featured actress Gemma Arterton ─ unknown to me ─ portraying the hooker and vampire mother of Saoirse's vampire character, and I must say that Gemma looked absolutely irresistible in that role. She looked devastating in her garter-belt nylons.
And I see that my evening is already underway. I have no way of knowing just when my brother is going to return, so I would like to be done with this post before he shows up. And as I said earlier in this post, it would be nice to be able to get to bed early ─ I never got as much sleep as I would like overnight and in my afternoon short nap.
In fact, I delayed getting any exercise out in the backyard toolshed until the latter afternoon because I just didn't feel vigorous enough. Yet once I was out there in the chilly, damp air, I performed better in the chin-ups / pull-ups portion of exercises than I have for many weeks.
Nevertheless, it would still be nice to get to bed by mid-evening or shortly thereafter.
I want to express that I am feeling distressed about having to hook up with three former co-workers tomorrow for lunch. One of them said that she would pick me up nearby my home (I do not drive), for the trio have plans to meet at the Sundowner Pub more than five miles from where I live.
To be very frank, I have deep financial problems ─ i.e., debt. I do not enjoy eating nor drinking out, and I definitely cannot afford to be doing so ─ especially since the four of us have already gotten together a mere two months ago.
I shall say no more.
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