I've been getting an awful lot of spam lately. I really don't know where they're getting it from, unless someone wasted some time looking through all the pages on Tripod and got all the email addresses.
It's at first irritating to get spam, because you have to throw it all away after you look through it (though some of them are easy to spot, some are not -- I'm particularly gullible to the ones that just say "Hello" in their subject because I think it's a reader!). Then it just gets sad, because you realize that some of these people actually think spam works. Am I really going to get a credit card when someone who can't even leave a real name sends me a REAL GOOD DEAL $$$ from some server in Myanmar? I doubt it.
Evan says he has a thing on his email account that blocks most of that stuff. I, of course, can't use it, because I use HotMail. You can block things from a particular sender, but only after you've gotten at least one message, and sometimes that's all they send.
Maybe I should cash in these "free" accounts and get a real ISP and some real web tools. I use the things I use because I wasn't sure how long I might keep this up. That was six months ago.
That, just by itself, surprises me. Six months ago, today, I wrote the first entry in this. I thought I might do it for a month and then get away from it. I guess not.
Evan says this weekend we're going to try tuning up the Mercedes-Benz. It's supposed to rain, so I don't think we'll get around to it. We have no Plan B yet.
I always enjoy your comments. It's been a while since anyone left any.