Election 2008
Finally, a candidate I can get behind!
Okay… before I begin this post, a side note: the ‘m’ key on my keyboard is sticking, so any time I type a word with ‘m’ in it, I have to type extra hard, and I usually have to go back and insert the ‘m.’ It is really cramping my 85 WPM style.
Now - back to your regularly scheduled blog post, already in progress…
I get a lot of spam. Most of it is the same old stuff - I have to update my PayPal information so that I can be approved for excellent mortgage rates and order the cheapest erectile dysfunction products on the market. Good times. But every now and again I get something sort of unusual.
Yesterday it was a string of emails:
From: Jamal Staples Subject: 7XB Sent: Tue 7/11/06 5:14 AM
Text: “I’m looking for what I should be looking for. Wait, I’ll throw another his truth in the face of the Flock. And the more Jonathan practiced his you. Knock it off, knock it off for good. If they get you a second time, you being nothing more than thought itself….?”
From: Lucien Wall Subject: YFE Sent: Tue 7/11/06 3:07 PM
Text: right down the middle of the street. It had been ages since the last time though it was much faster than his old level-flight record, it was still a coursograph, I guess you’d call it, that controls the boot and drives it
By the time they returned, it was dark. The other gulls looked at
From: Myra Thompson Subject: 6VG Sent: Tue 7/11/06 11:23 AM
Text: children turn out like…. Who needs Guta now? What I really needed was a wingspan and performance that could be plotted on a chart. The trick was
There’s nothing else. I mean absolutely nothing, just empty space. You faster. He was flying now straight down, at two hundred fourteen miles per
Very weird. It’s like dadaist spam.
