plonq | Spam

Very little spam gets through our filters at work, and the stuff that gets through is usually either trying to enlarge something, or sell me enough medicine so that I'll forget that it needed enlarging in the first place. I usually just delete the email on sight, but the subject line of this one was designed to entice me into opening up the email, then it worked.

The content of the email was equally poetic. I have no idea what they were trying to sell, and no power on earth would compel me to click on the link in the message (which I edited slightly for purposes of posting it here).

Far and few, far and few
http://url/hackeduser/keylogger.html

starving

It almost reads like the kind of poetry that one would recite against a background of free-form jazz and finger snapping.

"Few and far. Few! And Far! Staaarviiinnnng!

The last word should be drawn out, and delivered with the passion of the starving, slowly fading into the background noise as hunger draws the speaker down. From the back, "Deep, man."

When we hit up Bulk Barn this weekend, I finally bought the tabbouleh salad mix that I had been eyeing on previous visit. I have considered it, and then passed on it 3-4 times in past visits, largely on the advice of

atara who has assured me that it is "quite awful". Apparently individual tastes vary a lot, because I took some of it in my lunch today, and it's good. I think that some diced tomato would push this right over the top, so I may wander up to The Bay during lunch and grab a couple of vine-ripened tomatoes while I'm there.