The Visible Woman...October 29, 2003

So today I deleted 10,000 plus returned and rejected messages caused by some spammer spoofing a client's domain. No one uses email on the domain but the morass was using up disk space. I also spent time on line with the support guys finally working out a solution to dump the mail into a black hole. Someone should condemn these spam guys to a life trying to deal with their own crap. I'm against the death penalty...except for spammers.

The death penalty is sort of barbaric. And yeah, I know Texas continues to execute people and I saw Monster's Ball and The Green Mile and all that. But boy I hate people who spam, telemarket, con and all that junk. Stiffer penalties all around. Send the hackers away for life! Sadly, we just want to punish digital music shoplifters. Well, the big music companies do. Someone should get after these punks who are costing us all a lot of money.

So, if you get junk mail from fondasanmiguel.com don't blame the best Interior Mexican restaurant in the U.S. or, for that matter, me. I'd do something about it if I could.

While we are on the subject of spam...I've noticed a new trend toward selling Vicodin and Lortab and other painkillers by the spammers. I attribute this to the pain caused by the enlargements of body parts using devices, patches and pills people bought from these same people. Next, they will be selling the Rush Limbaugh patented pain-killler addiction recovery kit. Of course, through it all they run up your credit cards and then offer you relief from debt. Offers of sex continue and seem to become more specializd although I do wonder why one would care if the pornography subjects were drunk or not.

And I must admit this: although I recieve too much spam and spoofing is a crime against nature punishable by death...I rely on a little spam to make sure my e-mail is working. Saves sending all those 'This is a Test' and 'This is Another Test' messages.

my great-grandmother, Mary Anna Poindexter, who died in 1919 and would not have dreamed of spam, spoofers or computers "What use bombs and anti-bombs, Sovereign powers, brutal lives, ugly deaths? Are men born to go down like this?" Jean Toomer, The Blue Meridian	spam spoofer So today I deleted 10,000 plus returned and rejected messages caused by some spammer spoofing a client's domain. No one uses email on the domain but the morass was using up disk space. I also spent time on line with the support guys finally working out a solution to dump the mail into a black hole. Someone should condemn these spam guys to a life trying to deal with their own crap. I'm against the death penalty...except for spammers. The death penalty is sort of barbaric. And yeah, I know Texas continues to execute people and I saw Monster's Ball and The Green Mile and all that. But boy I hate people who spam, telemarket, con and all that junk. Stiffer penalties all around. Send the hackers away for life! Sadly, we just want to punish digital music shoplifters. Well, the big music companies do. Someone should get after these punks who are costing us all a lot of money. So, if you get junk mail from fondasanmiguel.com don't blame the best Interior Mexican restaurant in the U.S. or, for that matter, me. I'd do something about it if I could. While we are on the subject of spam...I've noticed a new trend toward selling Vicodin and Lortab and other painkillers by the spammers. I attribute this to the pain caused by the enlargements of body parts using devices, patches and pills people bought from these same people. Next, they will be selling the Rush Limbaugh patented pain-killler addiction recovery kit. Of course, through it all they run up your credit cards and then offer you relief from debt. Offers of sex continue and seem to become more specializd although I do wonder why one would care if the pornography subjects were drunk or not. And I must admit this: although I recieve too much spam and spoofing is a crime against nature punishable by death...I rely on a little spam to make sure my e-mail is working. Saves sending all those 'This is a Test' and 'This is Another Test' messages.
JUST TYPING Spam. Spoof. Blog. Surf. Site. The WEB. A new-fangled tangle.
		Food Diary. *breakfast* nothing *lunch* enchilada plate at Jorge's with refried beans and rice a bunch o' chips and salsa *snacks* wine at reception (three small servings in a plastic cup) *dinner* several pieces of barbecued chicken a tiny serving of brisket some baby back ribs (four or five) small serving potato salad some cole slaw a large slice of whole wheat bread about half a scoop of vanilla ice cream Today I didn't - finish all the refried beans - have butter on that big slice of bread -eat at the party even though I'd gorged at County Line - have a beer with the Mexican food or the Barbecue Today I did -remember that I didn't write down a few consumables from other days like peppermints and a small sack of savories from Japan of unknown calories and, let's face it, contents
		Time flies.... I went into the gym and did a few things before water aerobics. After water aerobics I cleaned up and went home. I had to deal with a spammer spoofer for one of FFP's clients for the next couple of hours although I did find a little time to work on the journal and write and send an e-mail for Dad. Then Dad and I had lunch with my second cousin (he has Mary Anna Poindexter as his great-grandmother on his mother's side, his mother and Dad are first cousins). After lunch I continued working on the spam problem until FFP and I had to go to a very early dinner with some clients who are in town and then guide them to Central Market. We rushed back home, brushed our teeth and dressed up some more and went to a membership reception for Hospice Austin. We hobnobbed with the usual suspects and came home to some chair sitting and reading.

		Reading. Read some papers. Read I.F. Stone's A Nonconformist History of our Times: The War Years 1939-1945 at the gym. Almost finished with this one.
		Hmm...this journal.
		Exercise over an hour to get smashed at tennis (2-6, 0-6) sixteen minutes on bike some static lunges and side raises
	.	127/76 76 digestion good
	It's a Tangled Web we weave...these days of our lives.	One year ago "I watch people go by. Someone calls me by name and says they are happy to see me. I nod. I have no idea who this person is. Maybe I should have tried to get a disability leave instead of retiring? "