The Spam-L FAQ: Blocking Spam

Believe it or not, I’m tired of receiving offers for home refinancing and hair loss programs (see below). I continue to filter them into my trash, but they keep coming back. Bear in mind, if you’re the one sending this stuff to me, I am not amused.

Ftrain.com

I’m on the update list. He added a photograph. So I went and looked. It’s very red.

Phobias at UselessKnowledge.com

I followed a link from Mighty Girl. Did you know: hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is a fear of long words. Kind of ironic that, don’t you think?

annotated: bec links

A weblog. There’s a link to me. What can I say? I check my logs.

How Dare They?

Sometimes, I like to imagine we live in a democracy where everyone’s voice counts and government is not in the hands of the inept and the money-hungry. And then I follow links from Alternet.org and the dream starts to fade.

Monty Python and the Holy Grail: Scene 3, “Constitutional Peasant”

I was translating it into Russian and then back again. It’s probably best you don’t concern yourself why. The results, although amusing, were not what I would call drop down dead hillarious. “I’m thirty-seven, I’m not old!” became “I thirty-seeds, I not age!”

The Most Awful Poetry in the Galaxy

Douglas Adams died too young. Yesterday’s e-mail discussion about “Jabberwocky” led, somehow, to a defense of Vogon poetry. It’s really not that bad once you get used to it. Here, let me recite some for you. Oh frettled gruntbuggly…

Rhymezone Semantic Rhyming Dictionary

Every year, my fellow cappers and I like to change our handles in recognition of the holidays. For instance, at Halloween, I went from UnReality to UnDeadality, and in the spring I may change again briefly to EasterBunReality. It’s silly, but it’s become something of a tradition. And it is next to impossible to find a Thanksgiving related word or phrase to rhyme with UnReality. Which, yeah, is what I was doing.

Liquid Pong

Even if I almost never win, I’m hooked. Just what I need–even more games to distract me from the work I don’t want to do. The Ping Pong is kind of neat, too.

Travels With the Snow Queen

An amazing excerpt from a short story by Kelly Link, found via Boing Boing because I didn’t follow the link when I saw it this morning at Salon. I now have to go buy her story collection, Stranger Things Happen, the first chance I get.