Let me count how many passwords I have, one for stuff that will die with me, one solely for banking, one solely for ISP that R knows, one for a shared project and one for all sorts of things and one that R can find that I use for all sorts of things, including my blog.
If I suffer a slow malingering death, such as from cancer, I will make you all suffer along with me and then one day there will be no more posts. You can assume I am no longer capable of typing or dead. Whatever, I am gone.
But if I suddenly die in an horrific accident or from a sudden heart attack, I will make sure R has the information to publicly announce my demise.
Mostly you know when bloggers stop writing that it is a personal choice, but in the past I have sent enquiring emails to people who seemed to abruptly stopped posting. Not really because I thought there was some terrible accident happened, but more just to let them know I had noticed their absence and I cared enough about them to wonder.
Fortunately many of my blog mates have close blog mates, family or friends, so I would find out if something happened to them. In fact most people would find out if I suddenly died from a kind of network that is around me. This one would tell this one who would mention it in a post, and then this one would learn and all the others would know too. Thinking about it further, I reckon everyone will know within minutes of my theoretical sudden demise.
I must say though, and I feel you should learn from this, I do feel a bit closer to blog mates who I have sent or received a personal email from. It is just that one step closer to a real friendship. Ain't I getting soppy now.
I went way off track. So how many passwords do you have? So many you have to write them down?