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29 August 2006 — A Girl Named Wayne (7)

Ah, spammers. You gotta love 'em. The following message was clever enough to fool my spam filter. It's also dumb enough that I'm posting it here:

From: Wayne <himwimwnn@banesto.es>
Subject: my dream come true
Date: 29 August 2006 12:38:56 PDT
To: jdroth@fooledspace.org
Reply-To: Wayne <himwimwnn@banesto.es>

Hope I am not writing to wrong address. I am nbice, pretty looking
gbirl. I am planning ona visiting your town this month. Can
we meet each other in person? Messabge me back at gonqw@bravomailing.com

No thanks, Wayne — I'll pass.

Actually, come to think of it: what does this particular spammer hope to get out of this? Maybe she's hoping to sell me Viagra or Levatra or penis-enlargement pills. There must be something wrong in this country, what with the chronic penis deficit we're running. (And now I've just made this entry a huge bullseye for the comment spammers, who are just as eager to help me increase the size of my member.)

On this day at foldedspace.org

2005Moved In   In which I finally feel moved in (after being in the house for fifteen months!). In which I photograph bees.

2004Peeing Off the Back Porch   In which I relish owning a home in which I can pee off the back porch in peace.

2003Musical Interlude   In which we see the symphony by the river. In which Harrison explains about rainbows. In which I am fond of Eros Ramazzotti.

2002pinched nerve   in which my shoulder hurts

On 29 August 2006 (01:58 PM), Lisa said:

Speaking of spam and such, I recently got an e-mail from Jeff Roth, offering me some sort of pharmaceutical.

On 29 August 2006 (07:50 PM), Jeff Roth said:

Well Lisa, why didn't you buy anything from me? ;-)

On 29 August 2006 (08:57 PM), Lisa said:

Yeah, thanks, Mr. "Melt away pounds with Anatrim"

On 29 August 2006 (09:22 PM), Jeff said:

Just my secret way of 'Getting Rich Slowly'. I'm working my way up the corporate ladder, you know... on-line spammer today, on-phone telemarketer tomorrow. Then maybe, just maybe, I will be able get my foot in the door as a Kirby Vacuum salesman... oh, the opportunities are endless!

On 30 August 2006 (08:55 AM), Mr. Homer Simpson said:

Greetings, friend. Do you wish to look as happy as me? Well, you've got the power inside you right now. So use it. And send one dollar to Happy Dude, 742 Evergreen Terrace, Springfield. Don't delay! Eternal happiness is just a dollar away.

On 30 August 2006 (01:17 PM), Lisa said:

Speaking of fabulous spam, the one above is a beauty. If the address were complete, I'd say that it never hurts to ask.

On 30 August 2006 (07:58 PM), Will said:

It's a quote, not spam. =p